"You really dare to say anything!" Yu Ruzhuo's tone sounded like she wanted to laugh, "It would be treason if others heard it."
Xie Songhua disagreed, and while looking through the cabinets under Duobao Pavilion, he said, "Didn't this call everyone out?"
As she spoke, she found a box from the corner of the cabinet, took it out solemnly, and put it under the lamp.
After opening the box, there were again small grids inside. She took out the things wrapped in oil paper, still a little unbelievable, "Are you sure such a small thing can really work?"
As she spoke, she looked towards the place where Yu Ruzhuo made her voice, and her voice sounded like she was crying, "This is really related to my life-long event!"
If it weren't for the fact that her tone of voice was obviously somewhat artificial, and then she couldn't help but laugh, people would really think that she was nervous about the matter at hand.
"Are you really not worried?" Yu Ruzhuo's tone seemed a little doubtful.
Xie Songhua confirmed that the item was correct and carefully put it back. Then he stood up again and looked at him in that direction with a serious expression, "I seem to... quite trust you."
After saying that, he asked again: "So, can I trust you this time?"
She couldn't see Yu Ruzhuo, but Yu Ruzhuo suddenly ran into her eyes, which, as she said, contained trust in him.
This gave him an indescribable strange feeling. In this state, he should have been unconscious, but for some reason, at this time, he felt that something hot was filling his chest.
He actually didn't dare to look into those eyes, so he only responded hastily, "Yeah."
Xie Songhua immediately smiled and was about to say something when the sound of flapping wings came from the back window. Xie Songhua just glanced at it and spread out the pen and paper under the lamp as usual, and put the things he was going to use on the other end.
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After Yu Ruzhuo finished delivering the message, he closed the window again, sat back and read across from her, "You study hard and practice hard."
"That's not the case!" Xie Songhua stood with his back straight and motionless, "You have already found "Thirteen Postscripts of Lanting" for me. If I don't work hard, wouldn't I be living up to your hard work?"
In this case, Yu Ruzhuo would not pick up the fight as usual, and Xie Songhua was also used to it.
The next day, the envoy from Zhuo Yuan came to Xie's Mansion to ask Xie Songhua for a safe pulse. After that, he went to Shou'an Hall to see the old lady and prescribed two safe maintenance prescriptions.
At this point, the Xie family began to busy preparing for the two girls' options.
Xie Shuhua was in Shou'an Hall, and she didn't know the specific situation yet, but the Yanchun Terrace was becoming more and more lively day by day.
Sometimes they come to get jewelry, sometimes they come to measure clothes, and all the makeup, powder, and ointment they use on daily basis have to be checked one by one.
The old lady was worried that they were unfamiliar with the rules, so she personally came forward to guide them.
He also talked about some things in the palace, including how to manage the eunuchs and maids.
So he was given a lot of gold and silver barley, and put them all in the purse he carried with him.
Xie Songhua has never had to worry about money since she got the income from that herb shop. Coupled with Xie Shuhua's various tricks, now her spring banquet is not only as good as any other girl in the Xie family, but also
It can be regarded as the most exquisite and luxurious place.
For the servants of the Xie family, they don’t know so many twists and turns in the master’s family. They only know that the third and fourth girls will enter the palace to become empresses. In the future, they will be members of the royal family. Naturally, they cannot look at it from the past
to look at.
Seeing that the day of entering the palace is approaching, everyone is busy both inside and outside the palace. Whether it is the Tian family or the ministers' mansion, this matter is considered a big event after all.
The day before entering the palace, Xie Songhua learned that the third daughter of the Zhao family, Zhao Yuechan, was also participating in this draft, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.
After listening to Yu Ruzhuo's explanation, I realized that her entry into the palace was just a formality. When the time came, she would be given a marriage to the prince as a matter of course, and the matter of Shi Shen being rescued by the prince was covered up.
It has been half a month since the incident in Jinyuchi, but it would be wrong to say that the Holy Emperor had no expression at all. For example, in this draft, the third prince was selected to accompany the Holy Emperor, but the prince did not have this honor.
Even though the Jinyuchi case was full of doubts, it had ruined the saint's merits. Even if Empress Zhao and the Prince were dissatisfied, they did not dare to show it on their faces.
When Han Jian appeared quietly in Qianyuan Palace, Emperor Yufeng was standing under the eaves of the corridor, holding a secret book in his hand, but his eyes fell on the roof where the sunset had disappeared.
"It's windy tonight, please take care of the dragon's body."
Hearing this voice, Emperor Yufeng came to his senses, but did not look back. Instead, he handed back the folding paper in his hand and said, "Look at what Huang Zicheng brought up."
Han Jian took it respectfully and quickly read the contents inside.
"how?"
"Commander Huang is always cautious in his work."
After hearing this, Emperor Yufeng seemed to raise his eyebrows in surprise, "So, you also checked that it was Lao San who did it?"
The expression on Han Jian's face did not change. "The people under my command did find out that the Third Prince's people appeared in the alley behind Zhengyang Street that day. There is evidence that the fire that day was also related to the Third Prince."
Emperor Yufeng finally turned around and glanced at his face, "It's rare for Dongchang to agree with Jin Yiwei."
"Slave Dongchang works hard for his master Long live the Lord. He only wants to get the job done and not let his master be deceived. He has nothing to do with other people."
Emperor Yufeng chuckled lightly, "I know you have some issues with King Chen, but I can make it clear to you, he is not someone you can touch!"
As he spoke, the enlightened monarch sighed again, with a hint of sadness in his brows, and murmured, "Everything is obviously normal, why don't you wake up!"
Han Jian then bowed and said: "His Royal Highness, Jiren has his own destiny. I believe he will wake up soon."
Such comforting words obviously did not reassure Emperor Yufeng, so he turned the topic back to the prince, "How have you been these two days?"
"I have been sitting in the East Palace thinking about my faults. I said that I had betrayed the great trust of the Holy One, which made the people of the world laugh."
Emperor Yufeng clicked his tongue twice, a contemptuous smile flashed between his eyebrows, "The way they look reminds me of what happened more than ten years ago."
More than ten years ago, Emperor Yufeng was just a prince. In this case, how could he communicate well as a minister?
Emperor Yufeng was used to it and didn't think it was strange for a person to talk to himself.
So Han Jian heard Emperor Yufeng sneer again: "In this case, I would like to see what kind of skills they can have."
The last trace of light in the west finally disappeared, and it was destined to be difficult for many people in the capital to sleep well that night.
Early in the morning of the next day, the Xie family got up early, especially at the Yanchun Terrace. Aunt Lan felt distressed, expectant, and indescribably excited, and quickly sent the little maid to help Xie Songhua freshen up and dress up.
However, the carriage entering the palace did not arrive until Si Zheng, and it was not until this time that Xie Songhua saw Xie Shuhua again.
