Chapter 215 Why Everything Changed



When Xia Miaoyuan heard "hundreds of times", his eyes widened in shock.

[Oh my god! Hundreds of tickets? Is Cao Hanlin okay?]

[As far as I know, he doesn't come from a wealthy family.]

Thinking of this, Xia Miaoyuan couldn't help but worry.

At this time, Sun Hanlin stretched out his hands and gestured exaggeratedly: "I heard that Cao Hanlin's money was confiscated, and that's not enough. He was also confiscated his salary for this year and next year."

[Wow, it can be done this way! No wonder Cao Hanlin has been transformed into such a simple man, it's all thanks to fines!]

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, poor Cao Hanlin, he has no money to buy Aunt Yin a gift this time.]

Xia Miaoyuan was just feeling worried when he heard Sun Hanlin say, "Cao Hanlin has become a completely different person now. He speaks very concisely and clearly."

"Besides, ever since he stopped being so long-winded, that Divine Doctor Yin has fallen in love with him. Now, the two of them are in love and very sweet."

[Not bad, not bad.] Xia Miaoyuan finally felt relieved.

Although they were fined a lot of money, fortunately, Cao Hanlin and Aunt Yin's relationship was resolved.

[In the book, they both lived their entire lives alone, never finding the love they would cherish for the rest of their lives. In this life, they finally made up for their regrets.]

After listening to Cao Hanlin's gossip, Xia Miaoyuan ran back contentedly to attend the funeral ceremony.

Because there were too many guests, the people from the Ministry of Rites took a long time to organize the team and maintain order.

At this time, the sedan bearers had just gotten ready and were about to lift the fourth prince's coffin and transport it to the imperial mausoleum for burial.

I only heard a shrill cry coming from the front: "Chengyue, don't leave your mother..."

When Concubine Xian saw her son was about to be carried away for burial, she was so grief-stricken that she threw herself on the coffin lid to stop the sedan bearers.

The concubines, who were always very gossipy, came forward to watch.

Is Concubine Xian up to something? Xia Miaoyuan suddenly became worried.

In fact, Concubine Xian was immersed in the grief of losing her son and had no energy to do anything fishy.

She cried while holding the coffin, just out of a mother's instinct.

The Queen stepped forward to comfort her, "Sister Xianfei, we understand your grief. But the most important thing right now is to let Chengyue rest in peace as soon as possible."

The other concubines also came to comfort her.

Several maids came forward and tried to pull the virtuous concubine away.

But Concubine Xian seemed to be possessed by some kind of demon. She held on to the coffin lid tightly and refused to come down, crying and wailing non-stop.

Suddenly, the crying stopped, and when she looked again, Concubine Xian was unconscious.

"The virtuous concubine fainted from crying!" a maid shouted.

Xia Zhengqi parted the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Take Concubine Xian back to her bedroom to rest, and call an imperial physician to see her."

Several maids immediately obeyed the order.

Xia Zhengqi whispered a few more words into Debao's ear, and Debao followed the maids who were carrying Concubine Xian away.

The situation was finally stabilized, order on the scene returned to normal, and the huge white team walked out of the palace.

The Fourth Prince's funeral was finally over.

It was almost evening when Xia Miaoyuan was carried back to Kunning Palace by Nanny Li.

Xia Miaoyuan felt very weak all over and just wanted to sleep.

Nanny Li changed her into clean clothes and put her on the bed to rest.

Because she was too tired, she tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. Tired and unable to fall asleep, Xia Miaoyuan pulled at her hair uncomfortably.

Just then, she heard Debao's voice coming from the corridor.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has sent me to tell you something."

Xia Miaoyuan's gossipy heart immediately came back to life.

【What is it? This princess wants to hear it.】

Xia Miaoyuan quickly slid off the bed, without even having time to put on her shoes, and ran to the queen's inner room in one breath.

Debao approached the queen and whispered, "The virtuous concubine has just been sent to the Fanyin Temple."

The Queen was startled and asked, "Did she want to go there on her own?"

Debao said meaningfully, "That's right. The Emperor said that Concubine Xian was deeply tormented by the grief of losing her son and asked to leave the palace to practice cultivation."

The queen showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

The next morning, Emperor Mingxi's edict was issued.

The imperial edict said that Concubine Xian was deeply in grief over the loss of her son and had no intention of staying in the palace to serve the emperor, so she asked to become a nun at the Fanyin Temple.

After the imperial edict was read out, the whole court was in an uproar, and even the harem was alarmed.

Everyone sighed and lamented the pity of Concubine Xian.

Only the Queen and Xia Miaoyuan, mother and daughter, understood the trick.

[Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that. My Emperor father actually has this skill, he's truly amazing!]

Xia Miaoyuan couldn't help but praise Emperor Mingxi.

At the same time, on Liang Chaozong's side, there was another round of impotent rage.

In the secret room on the top floor of Tianxiang Restaurant.

"Hasn't Concubine Xian already returned to the palace? Why did she ask to move back to Fanyin Temple?!" Liang Chaozong was furious.

Niu Baijin stood across from Liang Chaozong, trembling with fear: "Your Highness, the dog emperor clearly promised to let the virtuous concubine return to the palace. How could the virtuous concubine ask to leave the palace on her own accord?"

"In my opinion, it's just the dog emperor who said this to the outside world. The virtuous concubine must have been forced into it."

Liang Chaozong gritted his teeth and said, "What does it matter whether it was forced or not? There is no one else available in the palace now."

Niu Baijin murmured softly, "It's all your fault. You killed the Fourth Prince out of nowhere."

Liang Chaozong grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at Niu Baijin.

With a cry of "Ouch", blood instantly flowed from Niu Baijin's forehead.

Recently, Liang Chaozong's mood has been extremely bad.

First, the fake route map caused him to lose a stronghold.

When he returned to the capital, he found that all of his dozen restaurants had been sealed off.

Later, after a thorough investigation by the Jingzhao Yin, only the Tianxiang Restaurant was allowed to resume business, while other stores were completely sealed off.

These restaurants are not only profit channels, but also their information contact points.

The loss of more than a dozen stores at once was equivalent to destroying most of the contact points in the capital.

Immediately afterwards, the Fourth Prince was accidentally killed by herself, and the virtuous concubine would be trapped in the Fanyin Temple forever, becoming a dead chess piece.

Liang Chaozong couldn't understand why his luck suddenly turned bad?

Since his father's death, he became the new crown prince of Liang State, and all actions to restore the country went smoothly, as if with God's help.

He continued to increase his strongholds and expand his power. As a businessman, he made a lot of money in Daxia and continuously absorbed talents.

But since last year, everything has changed.

Kunning Palace.

This day is a day off.

After Xia Miaoyuan finished breakfast, she ran to her room and closed the door mysteriously.

She opened the cabinet and rummaged through it, and found an exquisite box with a gold-stamped border.

When he opened the box, there was a stack of banknotes inside.

These are the profits from her barbecue restaurant chain.

She counted out fifty thousand taels, carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in her pocket.

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