"Second Young Master, do you have an idea?" Chen Jin asked loudly while riding his horse.
"That's right." Xue Zhongfu's voice revealed confidence.
"Waiting for the rabbit?"
"Lure the snake out of its hole!" Xue Zhongfu smiled slightly.
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After leaving the Golden Palace, Hong Yingrong was arranged to live in a quiet villa in the palace. Although it was called "temporary residence", it was actually no different from house arrest.
At this moment, her fate is closely linked to this Spring Examination crisis. Only by waiting for the matter to be resolved can she regain her freedom.
The palace servants filed in and prepared daily necessities.
Hong Yingrong stood in front of the window, surrounded by high palace walls. She could only look up at the floating clouds in the distant sky, and her heart was filled with deep worry for Xue Zhongfu.
She had already experienced the ruthless methods of Gong Yan, the captain of the Imperial Guards, in her previous life. Now that Xue Zhongfu was facing him head-on, could he remain safe and sound?
Just as she was lost in thought, a slight noise came from the palace gate.
Hong Yingrong came to her senses and turned around, only to see a young eunuch hurriedly walking in with the dragon-patterned imperial staff she had given to Xue Zhongfu, looking a little nervous.
"Madam, Eunuch Chen asked me to deliver a message to you." The young eunuch lowered his voice and presented the imperial staff with both hands.
Hong Yingrong's heart moved, knowing that Chen Jin must have something important to tell her.
She waved her hand, signaling the palace maids to leave, then walked up to the young eunuch and asked softly, "What are your instructions, Eunuch Chen?"
The young eunuch looked around and made sure no one was paying attention before he whispered, "Eunuch Chen said that everything is fine with Master Xue. Please rest assured, Madam, about the matters outside the palace."
After hearing this news, Hong Yingrong finally felt relieved.
She took a deep breath and nodded gratefully: "Thank Eunuch Chen for me."
The young eunuch responded and left in a hurry.
Hong Yingrong leaned on the dragon-patterned staff in her hand. The touch from the staff was deep and steady, as if giving her a power that she could trust and rely on.
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