Chapter 132 Jiang Zhaorong's Avatar Ball

"Why are you asking this?" The emperor looked suspicious.

Xiao Yanli smiled and said, "In the past, I could see Jiang Shishu as soon as I entered Yu's study. Today, I don't see him, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

There was a bit of innocence in his tone, and a flash of disgust flashed across the emperor's eyes.

"Just rest for a few days, and then I will be back." The emperor replied perfunctorily, and continued to look at the memorial in his hand, without looking at him again.

"Yes, father, I will take my leave."

Xiao Yanli stood up and bowed and left, his eyes full of confusion.

The emperor was so fond of Jiang Zhiyu, how could his love fade so quickly?

Of course, he would not believe the emperor's lies that he let Jiang Zhiyu rest. He couldn't have doted on her so much before, and his love faded overnight. The only possibility was that the emperor asked Jiang Zhiyu to do something!

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Yanli suddenly had an epiphany.

Yes, this possibility is the most reasonable!

But what was she asked to do?

Was it related to the inexplicably disappeared insects in Malzaha's body, or was it related to Xiao Chuji, or was it related to the people who Zuiyuelong assassinated them?

If it was the latter, did she find the mark on the assassin? Did she find it on herself?

Xiao Yanli's mind was full of question marks.

...

Jiang Zhaorong returned home, and as soon as he entered the study, Tao Hong came to greet him.

"Prime Minister, I have asked someone to find out. Miss Song's house is surrounded by guards from the Dali Temple. If you want to tell Chunxiu about this, you need to dress up. I dare not make a decision on my own, so I asked the person to wait for news outside the house."

Jiang Zhaorong looked at her without saying a word.

Taohong was still talking, but was frightened by his gaze, and her voice became smaller and smaller: "Prime Minister, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhaorong closed his eyes: "Nothing, you don't need to serve me today, go outside and call someone in."

It was as if a basin of cold water was splashed on her face. Taohong felt a chill in her heart and was stunned.

From his tone, Taohong certainly didn't think that he was sympathizing with her. It was clear that he wanted to stay away from her.

Her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to question him.

As a servant, it is a great blessing for the Prime Minister to be favored by her. What else can she ask for?

She lowered her head, her voice slightly choked: "Yes, I know."

If she had questioned him in a joking manner, Jiang Zhaorong could have hardened his heart to convict her and throw her out of the mansion, but she admitted it without any resentment, and did not even ask a single word.

This made Jiang Zhaorong feel a little bit reluctant.

But this bit of reluctance could not shake his decision. There was already a Du family in the mansion. If Xu Youran knew about it, I'm afraid there would be no room for maneuver.

He turned around and stopped looking at her.

Because of this, Jiang Zhaorong did not notice that Taohong's steps were much slower than usual.

Taohong walked slowly, hoping that he would call her. Before she left the house, she turned her head to look at Jiang Zhaorong, but she only saw his back.

Taohong's eyes were full of resentment, and she walked out of the house in resentment.

She pointed to a maid outside the yard to go in and serve, and then Taohong stood outside the yard, where Jiang Zhaorong could see her when he raised his eyes.

There was a strong sound of wind outside the yard. Taohong had been serving inside the house, and she was wearing thin clothes. When the wind blew over, she shrank her neck because of the cold.

Jiang Zhaorong raised his eyes and saw her shivering with cold and still sweeping the yard.

He frowned slightly and ordered, "Go and call Taohong."

The maid took the order and went out. After a moment, Taohong came in and said, "Prime Minister."

Jiang Zhaorong nodded slightly, "You just said that you have found someone? Is she reliable?"

The warmth in the room softened Taohong's frozen body. She nodded and said in a trembling voice, "Prime Minister, he is my distant cousin. He just came to Beijing to seek refuge with me a few days ago. He is an honest and strict person."

Jiang Zhaorong looked up at her. Taohong lowered her head slightly, her hair fell down, blocking her face. Jiang Zhaorong suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.

After all, she was just a maid. No one dared to say anything nonsense. Why should he be angry with her?

He sighed lightly: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you, don't let anyone recognize you."

Taohong replied yes, and got up and walked out. This time, Jiang Zhaorong called her: "Stay in the room and serve."

Taohong's lips curled up a smile, turned around and disappeared completely: "Yes, Prime Minister."

...

Jiang Zhiyu slept soundly this time. She woke up in a daze and saw the golden silk curtains on her bed. She almost thought she had traveled through time again.

[My greatest ability is to lie still! ]

"Puff——"

Hearing the suppressed laughter outside, Jiang Zhiyu lifted the curtain and saw Jiang Sulan standing outside, with all kinds of gifts piled up beside her.

Jiang Zhiyu: “???”

“Sister, have you made a fortune?”

“What fortune?” Jiang Sulan chuckled: “These things are all for you.”

Jiang Zhiyu was even more confused: “For me?”

“Yes, I don’t know who spread the news that you were ill in bed. Since noon, gifts from various ministers have been sent to you one after another. The maids in the mansion have explained them one by one, and the servants who delivered the gifts have also said that there is no reason to take back the gifts that have been sent out.”

“I couldn’t refuse, so mother ordered them to be moved to your courtyard.”

【Hiss, this is really a wake-up call, with a fortune of ten thousand taels. 】

【Money comes from all directions, doesn’t it? 】

【Of course we can't accept the gift for nothing, we'll check the list later and give the men in their family a set of sterilization, no, aphrodisiac set for free! 】

Jiang Sulan: "..."

She automatically ignored her sister's unreserved words in her mind.

She smiled and said, "By the way, didn't Dad send the money to you before? Where did you put it? I'll send someone to put it for you."

Those things were all lying in her space!

Jiang Zhiyu waved her hands: "No, I can do it myself."

She got off the bed and sighed.

[Although I didn't do anything today, it was still hard for me.]

Jiang Sulan: "..."

Hard work! You've been sleeping all day.

Jiang Zhiyu opened the box, and the golden light almost blinded her eyes.

[Ah, Jianqiu, my eyes!]

This, this palace?

Jiang Sulan blinked, this title can't be used casually!

Jiang Zhiyu touched the gold and couldn't let it go. Jiang Sulan looked at her with a smile, and then she saw her hand tremble, raised her head and looked at her: "Sister, Dad didn't go to find Mom again, right?"

What Jiang Zhaorong said that day was really too outrageous. Jiang Zhiyu still remembered that she dreamed of him.

"No, after the quarrel that day, Dad went to the study room immediately."

Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief and recalled the dream last night.

[Jiang Zhaorong's head is a ball, kicked to a department store, the department store sells balls, and what is sold is Jiang Zhaorong's head! ]

It's so satisfying!