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Chapter 722: Handwriting

Thinking of this, Huimin had no other ideas. Her aura weakened, and her expression changed when she looked at Xie Songhua, "So, you really didn't do anything? The person who was arrested was not yours either.

people?"

This sentence made Xie Songhua's heart immediately "thump". She tried her best to steady her mind and said calmly: "Who is it? What happened? Xiaoqing just said that something was wrong with her. I don't know who she is yet.

Why do you need to move?"

Huimin was immediately surprised and said: "You are her master, how could you not know that she has something to do? Is there anyone like you who can be a master?"

Is she hiding something beside you? Something happened to my uncle. I can’t even enter the Qianyuan Palace now. There are many imperial doctors. I heard people over there saying that my uncle was assassinated and someone broke into the Qianyuan Palace late at night.

!”

Xie Songhua became more and more nervous, but when her eyes fell on the girl in front of her, she changed her expression. She said warmly: "Don't be anxious, this matter has not been finalized yet, you think the palace is fine

Calm down, if he was really assassinated, even if the assassin was caught, it would be time to search for the traitors in the palace.

But you look at everything being quiet, so it’s not what you think, but now that you say it, I’m going to call Xiaoqing back.”

It was the first time that the two of them talked so calmly.

Not to mention Xie Songhua, even Huimin was a little uncomfortable with it.

"You... what you said makes sense. There is no movement at all at this time, which is good news." She murmured and nodded, then walked out step by step, "Uncle will be fine."

Unexpectedly, she was so concerned about Emperor Yufeng's safety.

Although most of the reasons here are that all her glory now is given by Emperor Yufeng. If Emperor Yufeng is gone, she will not be able to enjoy everything now.

But from her expression, one can also see that underneath all the interests, there is also some sincerity.

After she left, Xie Songhua's face darkened.

There is still no news about Xiaoqing. Qianyuan Palace is so tight that even Huimin can't spy on her. She has no hope.

Unfortunately, she is now at Mrs. Huayang's place, and she can't find anyone even if she wants to find her.

She thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't sit down.

He simply got up and headed towards Qianyuan Palace.

But instead of going to Emperor Yufeng to inquire about the news, he went to a remote residence nearby.

Seeing her coming, the little eunuch at the door hesitated and let her in.

This place is not big, there are only two or three rooms in total, and a few maids and eunuchs are waiting inside.

After Xie Songhua came in, these people did not stop her and let her directly into the inner room.

This is the place where Xie Songhua visited last time.

It's just that this time Han Jian is not here, so the place seems particularly deserted.

Or perhaps, this place is still a palace after all. Compared with the prosperity of other places in the palace, this place is really too small.

In addition to the place she visited last time, there was actually another room inside.

Xie Songhua hesitated for a moment, then continued walking inside.

It turned out to be a small study room.

But there are only two bookshelves, a bookcase, and a table and two chairs by the window, so there is no more space.

Gu Jinyuan gently touched the paper on the desk and found that the paper was somewhat damp, which showed that it was not commonly used here.

She thought of Han Jian, and then thought of another word - Three Caves of a Cunning Rabbit.

This man really regarded the palace as his home, as if he had a study room everywhere.

I took a few casual glances and didn't see anything special here.

Gu Jinyuan turned around and went out. Unexpectedly, before turning around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the pile of things on the table from the corner of his eye.

The pile looked like memorials, but it was a little messy. Among them, there was a book that was not folded, and a corner was exposed, and the two words on that corner made her feel very familiar.

.

Xie Songhua felt her heart suddenly beating very hard. She tried to calm herself down, and then quickly pulled out the book.

What is written above is about the general rules for the imperial examinations in the past two years, involving various regions, family size, background, etc.

But these are not the point, the point is the writing on it!

This handwriting is very familiar to Xie Songhua.

Because this is what she wrote.

To be precise, it is very similar to what she wrote, but the person who wrote it is obviously more knowledgeable than her. Without many years of practice, he would not be able to write with such charm.

This is certainly not her word.

But another person.

The first person who appeared in her life after she traveled through time.

This is the character of Yu Ruzhuo.

Why does the character Yu Ruzhuo appear here?

Xie Songhua quickly went to look through other things, and almost most of them had handwriting like this.

Is this Yu Ruzhuo’s study?

Why is he in the palace?

Xie Songhuazi read these things carefully, but to her disappointment, they were all about some opinions about government affairs. Other than that, there was no personal information at all.

Why is Yu Ruzhuo in the palace?

How could he get involved in these things?

"What are you doing?"

Too immersed in his own thoughts, Xie Songhua didn't even hear the footsteps, let alone realized that Han Jian had returned.

She shivered with fright, and then she saw his dead face appearing at the door, and his eyes fell on the memorial in her hand.

Originally, she should have explained at this time, but she didn't know where she got the courage. Instead, she held up the memorial in her hand and asked directly: "Who wrote this?"

Han Jian frowned, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Xie Songhua then took out two more books and asked, "Who wrote these things?"

She stared at Han Jian closely, waiting for a certain name to come out of his mouth.

It's just that a person like Han Jian would not follow other people's wishes casually.

He still stood with his hands behind his hands, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his words were somewhat sarcastic, "You seem to be very interested in government affairs? The harem is not allowed to participate in politics, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to know what's written on it, I'm just asking you who wrote these words."

Hearing this, a flash of surprise flashed in Han Jian's eyes.

It's just that the emotional change was too subtle for others to notice, so Xie Songhua naturally didn't notice it either.

"What does this have to do with you?"

"It's relevant. Who is this person? Please tell me."

"It's ridiculous!" Han Jian suddenly walked forward, took the books from her hands, and threw them back on the table, "You don't even know how many years ago these things were.

I just wanted to sort out some things that happened many years ago, so I moved some memorials copied by others from the archives of the Supervisor of Ceremonies. Now you ask me, where can I find someone?"

As he spoke, he suddenly showed a half-smiling expression, "You have been in the palace many times, don't you know that in this palace, people often disappear after being nice?"

How could Xie Songhua not know what this meant?

Han Jian said he moved here from the Li Jian, could it be...

Yu Ruzhuo is actually from the Supervisor of Ceremonies?

Can……

But in the previous relationship, she had never thought that the other party was a eunuch.

And he is obviously a young man from an aristocratic family, isn't he?

And what Han Jian said just now, does it mean that he disappeared in the palace and is dead?

Is this what happened when it appeared in my ring?

Thinking about these things, Xie Songhua felt confused for a moment.

"So, you suddenly came here just to ask this?"

Han Jian said and walked out. Only then did Xie Songhua think of the purpose of his trip, so he put aside the matters here and followed him out.


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