There was no need to pay respects today, and after finishing her breakfast, Nan Zhiyun had nothing to do.
"Is Jieyu bored?" Qianxia asked with a smile.
"It snowed outside today, would you like to go out and take a look, Jieyu?" Qianxia asked again.
"It's too cold outside." Although Nan Zhiyun likes snow, she is even more afraid of the cold.
As she spoke, she pulled her coat tighter around herself. This winter was going to be much colder, and given her low social status and her particular sensitivity to the cold, she feared there wouldn't be enough charcoal. If she didn't buy more charcoal herself each day, she wouldn't be able to survive the winter.
"I heard the plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden are already in bloom," Qianxia continued to tempt.
Nan Zhiyun's favorite thing to do in winter is to admire the plum blossoms and snow in the snow, and to brew wine and tea. Actually, she was also trying to distract Nan Zhiyun, because for some reason, the charcoal that was delivered this year was really bad. It had been burning for a while, but it just wasn't very warm.
"You're quite proactive. How's the matter I asked you to investigate going?" Nan Zhiyun changed the subject.
Upon hearing this, Qianxia also composed herself.
“Jieyu, it’s been too long, and the Imperial Wardrobe has no record of it,” Qianxia replied.
"It's impossible to find nothing. Just take it slow." Nan Zhiyun had never encountered anything like this before, so she had no experience.
"Yes," Qianxia also hoped that she could do more to help her own Jieyu.
"But... Consort, what about His Majesty..." Qianxia was still a little worried about this.
“It was His Majesty’s permission, so there’s no need to worry,” Nan Zhiyun replied.
"His Majesty permitted it?" Qianxia was somewhat surprised.
"Hmm," Nan Zhiyun was also somewhat surprised when she heard it.
Although Qianxia was surprised, she did not ask any further questions. Since His Majesty had given his tacit approval, it would be more convenient to do some things.
Zichen Palace
Xinglai walked in from outside the door.
"Your Majesty," Xinglai called out, bowing slightly.
"It seems that Consort Nan is investigating the matter of that witchcraft doll from before." Through her discoveries over the past few days, Xinglai naturally understood the obvious change in Yu Jingchen's attitude towards Nan Zhiyun, so she immediately reported the news.
"What can she possibly find out?" Yu Jingchen raised his eyebrows.
"It seems we haven't found out anything yet," Xinglai replied truthfully.
"Heh, as expected. How capable could she be with her brain and methods? If she were to investigate, she probably wouldn't find anything in her entire life." Yu Jingchen went back to his work without even raising his eyes.
Xinglai: "..." So you made them investigate on their own before?
"But she's been bored these past few days, so have someone keep an eye on her. If she wants to investigate something, just lead her to investigate it, but don't make it too obvious," Yu Jingchen added.
"Yes..." Fortunately, he was still somewhat speechless.
Just as Xinglai was about to leave, Yu Jingchen suddenly called him back.
"This winter is quite cold, so let's raise the charcoal allowances for each palace." Yu Jingchen issued this decree without warning.
Fortunately, he could guess the reason. After all, Yu Jingchen had never been so kind before, and he never cared about whether the concubines in the harem had enough charcoal in winter.
In the past, some concubines would come to complain that it was cold in winter and wanted to get more charcoal.
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