The group walked through the alley to the Su residence, and before they even entered the hanging flower gate, they could hear the sounds of laughter and playfulness coming from the courtyard.
Hearing her son's laughter, Jiang Shuyue felt instantly happy.
Su Nan, along with Sui Sui and Yao Zu, were chasing each other under the corridor when they saw Jiang Shuyue. Sui Sui quickly ran over.
"mother!"
"My older sister is here."
"Young master, slow down."
Since Sui Sui started practicing internal energy cultivation techniques, she runs like a rabbit.
Yaozu couldn't keep up with Sui Sui's pace, so he shouted from behind.
Jiang Shuyue squatted down, opened her arms, and hugged him tightly.
Do you miss your mother?
A sweet kiss landed on her son's forehead.
Sui Sui reached out and touched her mother's smooth cheek, revealing her signature smile, "I knew it, Mom was coming to see me today."
"Greetings, Miss. Greetings, Aunt Qiuju." Yaozu bowed, then smiled at Gao Mu and Cang Yun, panting slightly.
"Young Master had a dream last night that Miss brought him delicious food."
Upon hearing Yaozu's words, Cangyun raised the food box in his hand, while Su Nan stood by, overjoyed.
Sui Sui is so cute! He was smacking his lips in his sleep last night. He must have been hungry during the night to dream about food.
Jiang Shuyue reached out and pinched her son's rosy cheeks. "Our Sui Sui's dreams are so accurate. Come on, let's go to the warm pavilion for some pastries."
Cangyun handed the food box to Qiuju, and then went to the front hall with Gao Mu.
In the warm room, Qiuju placed two large platters full of pastries on the coffee table.
"All three of you should try them and see which one tastes better."
Sui Sui couldn't wait to pick up a piece of walnut pastry and take a bite. "Mom, Aunt Qiuju, this smells so good, you should try some too."
"I think they all taste delicious, and they look just as exquisite as those in the palace." Su Nan casually picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.
Yaozu followed Su Nan's example, picked up the nearest piece and took a bite, saying with lingering satisfaction, "It's really delicious."
In his opinion, this pastry was just like the one that Young Master Sui Sui brought back from the palace—sweet, soft, and even sweeter than the red bean cake his grandmother made.
Children have no idea that the sugar used to make pastries is more precious than ordinary brown sugar.
Jiang Shuyue moved a plate in front of Yaozu and said, "Eat more if you like it. You are all growing taller. Whenever you are hungry, eat some pastries to tide you over."
Su Nan stopped eating after a few pieces of pastry. "Sister is right. Starting tonight, let's have some late-night snacks before going to sleep, so that Sui Sui won't dream about food again."
Back at the Jiang residence, no one had the habit of eating late-night snacks, and Su Jin and Su Nan never even considered that the children might be hungry at night.
"It's best to eat something easily digestible, like pastries, for a late-night snack, so you don't feel upset in your stomach when you lie down."
Su Nan called over the cook, and Jiang Shuyue told the cook about several foods suitable for a late-night snack.
Rarely wanting to be a couch potato for a day, Jiang Shuyue spent the evening playing with her son at the Jiang residence before returning home.
Under the soft glow of the lights, the branches of the trees beneath the palace walls swayed from side to side, casting shadows on the walls that resembled a performance of a leather painting.
The palace road was long and wide, and the cold night wind whistled past, carrying leaves that had been blown down from the branches.
The doors and windows of the imperial study creaked loudly in the wind.
Grandpa Ma quickly stepped forward and closed the window tightly.
"Your Majesty, your health is of utmost importance. Please rest early tonight. In my opinion, it is bound to snow tomorrow."
Xiao Jingzhao received a message from Yan Nan via carrier pigeon, so he had no intention of sleeping.
His brows furrowed slightly, and his dark eyes were cold and deep.
Who leaked the secret message? And what was their purpose?
Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure it out, Xiang Song walked in.
Eunuch Ma hadn't seen the Emperor with such a solemn expression in a long time. Seeing Xiang Song enter, he silently withdrew.
Upon hearing the door to the Imperial Study close, Xiang Song cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have investigated, and the one who leaked the information is definitely not one of our people."
Xiao Jingzhao tapped the table rhythmically with his well-defined fingers. "So, it was a trusted confidant of the Liang Emperor who leaked the information."
“With his maternal clan, the royal family of Nanzhao, as his backing, judging from the last incident, the Third Prince has long been able to control the government and effectively sideline the Emperor of Liang.”
Xiang Song paused, then lowered his voice and said, "According to my understanding, Young Master Nangong is probably no match for the Third Prince."
Xiang Song didn't want to comment too much. Xiao Jingzhao had met Nangong Zeyue a few times, and each time he didn't say much. You could tell from his clear eyes that he wasn't a ruthless person.
"Don't worry, Master. The letter to the Emperor of Liang only mentioned that the eldest prince is still alive, but did not reveal who the eldest prince is. The third prince sent the assassin. Wanling is so big, it's like finding a needle in a haystack."
Xiao Jingzhao clenched his fingers slightly, having made up his mind. He picked up his pen and ink and quickly wrote an appointment letter.
After the ink solidified, he handed it to Xiang Song, saying, "I'm leaving this to you. Make sure you explain things clearly and don't arouse any suspicion from him or anyone else."
"Captain of the Western Suburbs Camp!"
Xiang Song almost burst out laughing when he received the appointment letter.
Others may not know what kind of position the Commandant held in the western suburban camp, but he knew it perfectly well.
There are many captains in the western suburbs camp, and each captain has a hundred soldiers under his command.
Others might think it's a higher rank than a commander in a frontier military camp.
Actually, that's not the case. The commander of a thousand men in a frontier military camp is a fifth-rank official, and he can command a thousand men.
The captain of the western suburban camp was an eighth-rank official.
That's not the most important thing. The important thing is that there are martial arts competitions held in the military camp every few days. The rule is that the capable are promoted. If a captain loses in a competition, he has to start from the rank of ordinary soldier.
"Your Majesty, is Young Master Nangong willing to go?" Xiang Song was a little worried.
Xiao Jingzhao glanced at Xiang Song, his serious tone tinged with pleasure, "Whether he's willing to go or not depends on what you say. The reason I'm sending you to handle this matter is because I trust your abilities."
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