"Kneel down in the ancestral hall and don't eat without orders!"
After Jiang Yan got angry furiously, he felt a wave of fear again. The emperor's meaningful eyes made him feel a little uneasy.
He knew that the Jiang family was still under suspicion.
Everything that happened at the banquet today was too weird.
Where did the killer beside Concubine Jiang come from... The actions of my youngest son and daughter can still be traced, but I can't understand my sister more and more.
Jiang Yan recalled everything that had happened recently, and the gloomy look on his eyebrows became heavier and heavier.
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Just like the chaos in Jiang Mansion, the palace is also in a tense state now.
Cheng Fenglou was dedicated to serving the people and could not have a good New Year, so he took the dead female prisoner to the Ministry of Punishment overnight and had her perform an autopsy overnight.
In the palace, Concubine Jiang's injury also made everyone panic. Fortunately, the knife stabbed was not in the heart, but in the stomach.
Although the wound was deep, it reached just three inches below the ribs. It can be said to be a very delicate assassination block.
Wen Ranran couldn't help but find it interesting as she watched the palace maid named Yan Qiu busying herself with her head lowered and cautiously.
"Aunt Yanqiu?" Wen Ranran took the initiative to call Yanqiu.
Yan Qiu was stunned, stopped cautiously, walked over in small steps, pursed his lips, and looked a little uneasy.
"I've met the Crown Princess! Do you have any orders?"
Wen Ranran just looked at the other party with a smile and whispered: "Feng father-in-law asked me to come to you!"
Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, and a blush flashed across her face very quickly, which seemed to be no different from every woman who fell in love.
However, Wen Ranran looked at the way the other party bowed her hands in front of her body. That posture was very guarded, and she obviously didn't trust her.
Wen Ranran added fuel to the fire, "He and I used to serve His Majesty in the Royal Study Room, so we have a good relationship... A few days ago, regarding Yuan Xiuyi's incident, Concubine Jiang was grounded. Are you going back... to get beaten?"
Already?"
Yan Qiu was stunned and shook his head in panic.
"No... the queen treats the slave... very well. She didn't beat or scold the slave!"
"Oh? Then where did the injury on your hand come from?" Wen Ranran looked at Yan Qiu inexplicably.
To be honest, after dealing with Concubine Jiang, she didn't believe that she had such a brain and could come up with such a way to regain her favor.
There must be a counselor-like figure behind Concubine Jiang, pushing her to do the whole thing.
If those two idiots Jiang Yushu and Jiang Rong hadn't acted like this yesterday, Concubine Jiang would definitely restore the other party's position as concubine, and the Jiang family would definitely gain the trust of the other party because of this.
Some things that have been hidden in the dark for a long time seem to have begun to surface...
Wen Ranran still looked at the other person with a smile, and suddenly took action very quickly and patted the other person on the back.
Between the lightning and flint, Wen Ranran seemed to see Yan Qiu suddenly raising his head, something flashing in his eyes, and he actually felt a little dizzy!
But this bit of dizziness did not fascinate Wen Ranran. Wen Ranran smiled and patted the other party on the back. Seeing the other party's forbearing expression because of the pain, she did not allow the other party to refuse at all.
"I have already told the Empress that starting from tomorrow, you will go to Shufang Palace to serve as a waiter... you will still be a first-class palace maid, and your work will be easier. This is also my explanation to Jin Feng. What do you think?"
Wen Ranran's words were gentle, but there was an air that the other party could not refuse.
Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pulled in his fingers. His eyes returned to the cautious look of a blank white rabbit.
"Slave...obey!"
Wen Ranran smiled and signaled Yan Qiu to go and do her own thing.
After Yan Qiu left, Wen Ranran smiled gently, holding a sachet in her hand.
If Shen Tong really learned the skill of stealing things, it would still be somewhat useful...
Wen Ranran weighed the sachet in her hand, her eyes cold.