"Why are you asking this?" The emperor looked suspiciously.
Xiao Yanli smiled and said, "In the past, I could see Secretary Jiang as soon as I entered the Imperial Study. Today, there's no one there, and I'm a little uncomfortable."
There was a hint 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'll 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, bowed, and left, his eyes full of confusion.
The emperor's favor towards Jiang Zhiyu faded so quickly?
Of course, he would not believe the emperor's lies about letting Jiang Zhiyu rest. It was impossible for his favor to fade away overnight since he had been so great towards her before. 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 is the only possibility that is most reasonable!
But what was she supposed to do?
Is it related to the poisonous insect that mysteriously disappeared from Malzahar's body, or is it related to Xiao Chuji, or is it related to the person Zuiyuelong who assassinated them?
If the latter, then 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, Taohong came to greet him.
"Prime Minister, I have already sent someone to investigate. Miss Song's residence is surrounded by guards from the Dali Temple. If you want to inform Chunxiu about this, you need to disguise yourself. I dare not make the decision on my own, so I have asked that person to wait outside the residence for news."
Jiang Zhaorong looked at her without saying a word.
Tao Hong was still talking when she was frightened by his gaze and her voice became smaller and smaller: "Prime Minister, what's wrong?"
Jiang Zhaorong closed his eyes and said, "Nothing. I don't need you to wait on me today. Go outside and call someone in."
It was as if a basin of cold water was poured on her face. Tao Hong felt a chill in her heart and stood there in a daze.
Judging from his tone, Taohong certainly didn't think that he was being considerate of her. It was obvious that he wanted to stay away from her.
Her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to question him.
For a slave like me, being favored by the Prime Minister is already a great blessing. What else can I ask for?
She lowered her head, her voice slightly choked with sobs: "Yes, I understand."
If she had thrown a tantrum and questioned him, Jiang Zhaorong could have hardened his heart to sentence her and throw her out of the house, but she accepted it without a trace of resentment and didn't even ask a single question.
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, there would be no room for maneuver.
He turned away 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 leaving, she turned her head to look at Jiang Zhaorong, but only saw his back.
Taohong's eyes were full of resentment, and she walked out angrily.
After pointing a maid outside the yard to go in and serve, Taohong stood outside the yard where Jiang Zhaorong could see her.
There was a gust of wind outside the yard. Taohong had been serving in the house. She was already wearing thin clothes, and when the wind blew over, she shrank her neck in fear of the cold.
When Jiang Zhaorong raised his eyes, he saw her shivering from the cold while still cleaning the yard.
He frowned slightly and ordered, "Go and call Taohong."
The maid took the order and left. After a moment, Tao Hong came in: "Prime Minister."
Jiang Zhaorong nodded slightly: "You just said that you have found someone? Is he reliable?"
The warmth in the room softened Tao Hong's frozen body. She nodded, her voice trembling as she spoke, "My Lord, he is my distant cousin. He came to the capital a few days ago to seek refuge with me. He is an honest and dutiful man, and he keeps his mouth shut."
Jiang Zhaorong looked up at her. Taohong lowered her head slightly, her hair cascading down, blocking her face. Jiang Zhaorong suddenly felt a little dissatisfied.
Whatever, she's just a maid. No one dares to say anything. Why should I be angry with her?
He sighed softly: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Don't let anyone recognize you."
Tao Hong replied yes and stood up to go out. This time, Jiang Zhaorong stopped her and said, "Stay in and serve."
A smile appeared on the corner of Taohong's lips, but it disappeared completely after she turned around: "Yes, Prime Minister."
…
Jiang Zhiyu had a very deep sleep. When 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 lying still! ]
"puff--"
Hearing the suppressed laughter outside, Jiang Zhiyu opened the tent and saw Jiang Sulan standing outside, with various gifts piled around her.
Jiang Zhiyu: “???”
"Sister, are you rich?"
"What kind of fortune do you want?" Jiang Sulan chuckled. "These things are all for you."
Jiang Zhiyu was even more confused: "Give it to me?"
"Yes, I don't know who spread the news that you were ill in bed, but since noon, gifts from the ministers have been arriving one after another. The maids in the palace have explained everything one by one, and the servants who delivered the gifts have also said that once a gift is given, it cannot be taken back."
"I couldn't refuse, so mother ordered them all to be moved to your courtyard."
[Hiss, this is truly a case of the alarm clock ringing and a fortune in gold.]
Money comes, money comes. Isn't it coming from all directions?
[Of course, we can't just accept the gift for nothing. We'll check the list later and give the males in their family a sterilization kit, oh no, a sexual enhancement kit, for free!]
Jiang Sulan: “…”
She automatically ignored her sister's unreserved words.
He smiled and said, "By the way, didn't Dad send you that silver earlier? Where did you put it? I'll send someone to deliver it to you."
Those things are all lying in her space!
Jiang Zhiyu waved her hands: "No, I can do it myself."
She got out of bed and let out a long sigh.
[Although I didn't do anything today, I still worked hard. ]
Jiang Sulan: “…”
Thank you for your hard work! Thank you for your hard work.
Jiang Zhiyu opened the box, and the dazzling golden light almost blinded her eyes.
【Ah, Jianqiu, my eyes! 】
This, this palace?
Jiang Sulan blinked. This title cannot be used casually!
Jiang Zhiyu touched the gold, unable to let it go. Jiang Sulan looked at her with a smile. Then, she saw her hand tremble and looked up at her: "Sister, Dad didn't go to look for Mom again, right?"
What Jiang Zhaorong said that day was so outrageous that Jiang Zhiyu still remembered that she dreamed of him.
"No, ever since the quarrel that day, Dad went straight to the study."
Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief and remembered his dream last night.
[Jiang Zhaorong's head is shaped like a ball. It was kicked into a department store. The department store sells balls, but what it sells is Jiang Zhaorong's head!]
So relieved!
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