My body is like a bird in a cage, and my heart is like an arrow shot from a bow.

Under the lamp, we look at Hua Xu and measure our longing for each other.

When Xu Jiang read the poem sent by Lou Yunchun, the corners of her mouth almost disappeared.

She took the paper and wrote two lines of reply:

Lovesickness is immeasurable, and it is impossible to be together.

Where can I find an inch? The paper champion.

Still putting the paper under the food box, Xu Jiang asked Liang Mo to watch the shop, and first went to Qianjin Hall to find Doctor Chen to buy two bottles of mint dew, and then pulled the stubborn donkey and walked briskly to the Dali Temple.

"My lady is here to bring food to the master again?"

"Well, thank you." Xu Jiang handed the food box to the guard and then handed over the mint juice. "Please give this to him as well."

When the guard saw the "Mint Dew" paper on the porcelain bottle, he felt the mosquito bite on his neck that had not yet disappeared started to itch again.

Why didn’t anyone give him mint lotion to repel mosquitoes and relieve itching?

After watching Xu Jiang leave, the guard delivered the food box to the yamen as usual. As soon as he stepped into the yamen, he ran into the Imperial Censor who came to interrogate him.

The Imperial Censor saw him carrying a food box and asked, "Who is this for?"

The guard replied with a deadpan expression, "Lou Shaoqing."

The Imperial Censor noticed the delicate decorations on the food box, which did not look like something the Dali Temple envoys could use, so he asked, "Who sent it?"

The guard rolled his eyes inwardly, "Lou Shaoqing's family."

The Imperial Censor ordered, "Open it and take a look."

However, his official position was higher than his, so the guard had to open the food box to show him.

The Imperial Censor looked into the food box and saw shredded chicken rolls and steamed shad on the first layer. He swallowed and signaled the guard to open the second layer.

The guard placed the food box on the stone table and opened the second layer, which contained cold noodles with mushroom oil and mixed red amaranth.

Without waiting for the Imperial Censor's order, he uncovered the third layer, which contained a bowl of Tremella soup and a pot of wine.

The Imperial Censor muttered, "The food is quite good."

He saw a red piece of paper under the wine jug and reached out to take it.

The guard quickly blocked it, "This is a letter from Lou Shaoqing's family. It would be inappropriate for you, the Imperial Censor, to tamper with it without permission."

"Lou Shaoqing is currently awaiting trial, and his father, Lou Jing, is also an official in the court. If the two of them were to collude by sending him food, it would be detrimental to the investigation." The Imperial Censor brushed his hand away, questioning suspiciously, "You're trying to stop him like this. Do you have something to hide?"

You blind ghost!

The guard suppressed his anger and said, "This is not sent by Lord Lou Jing."

"No matter who sent it, it should be inspected." The Imperial Censor picked up the red paper, dodged the guard's hand, and warned, "If you try to stop me again, I'll report you and have you dismissed."

The guard had no choice but to withdraw his hand angrily.

"I'd like to see what shameful things are written on it..." The Imperial Censor's eyes fell on the red paper and then he fell silent.

He was confused at first, then his face changed several colors, and finally, as if he had been burned by an iron, he hurriedly threw the red paper back into the food box.

The guard looked at him in confusion, thinking: Could it be that he really wrote something shameful?

"Take it in." The Imperial Censor glanced at the red paper, wanting to speak but hesitant. Finally, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who sent this letter?"

The guard put the red paper and the food back in place, "I told you just now, it was sent by Lou Shaoqing's family."

Family? That family?

Recalling the corny poem on the red paper, the Imperial Censor began to look at Lou Yunchun with a new respect, and felt that this "family member" was extraordinary.

How could he write such a poem while addressing Lou Yunchun? What a unique vision!

Lou Yunchun's murderous face appeared in front of him, and he thought that if Lou Yunchun knew that he had read his private message, he would probably kill him to silence him.

He ordered the guards, "Don't tell Lou Shaoqing that I read his letter, understand?"

The guard said respectfully, "I understand."

The Imperial Censor took two steps out and then turned back to warn: "You are not allowed to say you have seen me."

The guard grinned and said, "Don't worry."

Only then did the Imperial Censor leave with peace of mind.

The guard came to Lou Yunchun's house with a food box and knocked on the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

The guard handed the food box to Lou Yunchun and complained quickly, "Sir, I just ran into the Imperial Censor. He insisted on checking your food box and even peeked at the letter Madam Xu sent you!"

The corners of Lou Yunchun's mouth, which had just curled up, were pressed down, and his eyes turned dark.

The Imperial Censor, who had just walked out of the Dali Temple, sneezed twice.

Who is cursing him behind his back?

Because Lin Qinnian and the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple agreed to reinvestigate the fraud case, the emperor was so angry that he suspended court. After all the ministers had left, he sent someone to secretly invite the two to the inner hall.

It was not until the palace gates were about to close that Lin Qinnian and the Dali Temple Minister came out of the imperial city.

The night was as dark as ink. A carriage drove out of the imperial city and headed towards the Mu Mansion.

Mu Cong was also summoned to the palace late at night. The two servants beside him hurried out of the house to deliver the message, but were caught by the patrol guards who were waiting for him. They were covered their mouths and tied up and taken to the Dali Temple.

The sage asked the eunuch to bring a mirror and looked in front of his eyes again and again. He thought that he had been working day and night for these days and had become pale. Where was the majestic demeanor of a king?

These trouble-making ministers quarreled loudly in the court during the day, but could sleep well at night.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he called the eunuchs and distributed the scriptures that had been sent from Da Ci'en Temple yesterday, asking the ministers to copy them within three days and send them to Da Ci'en Temple to pray for their ancestors.

After assigning tasks to the court officials, the emperor felt much better. Coincidentally, at this moment, a palace servant outside came with a message saying that Mu Cong was also summoned to see him. He quickly asked the eunuch to put away the mirror and sit upright and dignified.

"Xuan."

Mu Cong also went in to pay homage. He glanced at the young saint sitting on the throne. The saint's expression was unfathomable, and he already had the majesty of the late emperor.

"Your Majesty."

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