Hong Yu came back soon with a few receipts in his hand.

Without even looking up at the name on the store voucher, he asked, "Was the person who later took over the store surnamed Li?"

"No surname, my name is Zhang Li." Xiao Linting answered Hong Yu decisively.

Hong Yu pursed her red lips slightly, shrugged her shoulders, put the certificate in her hand on the table, and glanced at the plate. There were only a few pieces of osmanthus candy left.

A faint smile flashed across her eyes.

"Then this is indeed problematic. They didn't come to the Chamber of Commerce to transfer their household registration certificate. You can take this certificate and arrest him."

Hong Yu has always been fair, open and just.

Jiang Qingqing watched the conversation between the two of them without having time to eat the osmanthus candy in her mouth.

Xiao Linting got the certificate he wanted and didn't stay in the Chamber of Commerce any longer. He wanted to take Jiang Qingqing away.

Hong Yu watched the little guy staring at the plate of osmanthus candy and leaving reluctantly. She curled her lips and smiled, then simply wrapped the oil paper and stretched it towards Xiao Linting.

"My husband made too much sweet-scented osmanthus candy today. Can you take some away?"

When Jiang Qingqing heard this, her eyes lit up and her sticky little hands were about to reach out to take the oil paper bag of osmanthus candy.

Unexpectedly, someone was faster than her.

Xiao Linting stretched out his hand, took the oil paper, put it in his own hand, and looked down at the restless Jiang Qingqing.

"Your Highness, eating too much sugar is not good for your health. I will keep this sweet-scented osmanthus candy."

[I think you just want to keep this sweet-scented osmanthus candy for yourself. Let me ask you, who can resist the temptation of dessert? ! ]

Jiang Qingqing grabbed Xiao Linting's robe and muttered angrily in her heart.

The smile in Xiao Linting's eyes gradually deepened for a moment, then he looked up at Hong Yu and nodded to thank her: "Thank you, Aunt Hong."

Hong Yu looked at Xiao Linting's actions thoughtfully. She smiled, then looked down at the little princess Jiang Qingqing and looked at her carefully.

She laughed loudly and said, "It's ok, Your Highness. If you really like this sweet-scented osmanthus candy, I'll ask my husband to prepare more next time. If Your Highness wants to eat it, you're always welcome."

Jiang Qingqing nodded rapidly, there was too much osmanthus candy in her mouth, so her words were a little incoherent.

"Thank you Aunt Hong!"

Xiao Linting looked down at the little guy's hands grabbing his robe. If he hadn't guessed just now, these hands were holding two pieces of osmanthus candy not long ago. According to the speed at which the icing sugar melted, there must be candy on his hands now.

Xiao Linting: ...

Thinking of this, he took Jiang Qingqing out of the Chamber of Commerce at a faster pace.

When the two of them got back into the carriage, Jiang Qingqing let go of her hand as if she had seen nothing, and was about to take out her handkerchief to wipe her hands.

Sure enough, as soon as his little hand loosened, a stain appeared on his dark robe.

"Your Highness."

Xiao Linting spoke in a clear voice.

Jiang Qingqing felt guilty and didn't dare to look up at him. She could only bury her head in wiping her hands and hummed in a low voice.

Xiao Linting watched the little girl wipe her hands with a handkerchief with great force, and her plump and tender hands had already turned a little red. He was not in a position to question her responsibility at the moment, and immediately reached out and held her restless little hand.

"It's stained with icing sugar. It can't be wiped clean with just a towel. Your Highness, come over here."

After saying that, Xiao Linting turned around and looked at the cooling tea in the teacup. He then found the basin for washing ink brushes and poured the tea into it. After wetting the handkerchief, he held Jiang Qingqing's little hand again.

Gently wiping her palms.

Jiang Qingqing took the opportunity when the emperor's uncle was wiping her hands carefully before she dared to look up at Xiao Linting.

The boy lowered his eyes and looked at her small hand seriously. His curled eyelashes covered his distinct black pupils, but one could still vaguely see his handsome look.

She was moved.

"What has your Highness been busy with in the palace these days?"

Xiao Linting asked in vain, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the carriage.

"I didn't do anything, just to cause trouble for Han Qiming and to embarrass Han Qingyi. If I really have nothing to do, I'll go talk to my brother. He's bedridden and can't do anything except read. It's a pity."

Jiang Qingqing recalled the past three days, and apart from accompanying the emperor's uncle to check things in the palace, she also spoke casually about the places where she had acted alone.

As Xiao Linting listened to the Liguo Han brothers and sisters, there was a hint of depth in his eyes.

"The Dali Temple has almost found all the evidence regarding the Third Prince's injury. It can be basically determined that it was done by the eunuchs in the palace, but there is still a doubt."

Xiao Linting suddenly started talking about serious matters. Jiang Qingqing immediately straightened her expression and listened to what her uncle said.

"It's just that the eunuchs in the palace have never touched a bow, so their strength is definitely not as strong as that of the palace guards. We asked a few eunuchs who usually do rough work to shoot at the designated positions, but their strength was not enough to hit the Third Prince."

When Jiang Qingqing heard this, her brows slowly frowned.

"You mean, the news about the eunuch who was pushed out was someone deliberately trying to push out a substitute?"

Xiao Linting nodded. It was not the first day that he knew about Jiang Qingqing's clever little head, so his reaction was not that big.

"According to your opinion, is it possible that this was really done by the eunuchs?"

This question was thrown to Jiang Qingqing.

"I think that eunuchs and guards are essentially the same, except that one is responsible for doing rough work and arranging servants. Although guards practice martial arts every day and are very reckless, they may not have the smart ideas of eunuchs."

Jiang Qingqing actually just guessed it.

The culprit who had always wanted to hurt her and Jiang Chen had been hiding at the back, and the first person to be exposed was just Han Qiming.

Han Qiming was able to instigate the sword-carrying guards to communicate information with Li State's people, but Zhu Song had an alibi, and the witness was Jiang Qingqing herself.

Therefore, the culprit who caused Jiang Chen's injury must not be Han Qiming, but the person behind Han Qiming.

Who is it?

She turned her head to look outside the car window at the increasingly lively street.

Could it be Lady Wan?

Besides Han Qiming, the only person who could be related to Zhu Song was Concubine Wan, whom she ran into in the Imperial Garden.

Who does Wan Guiren belong to?

"Uncle, how much do you know about the family backgrounds of the concubines in the harem?"

Jiang Qingqing quickly turned her head to look at Xiao Linting, her big watery eyes looking eagerly at the emperor's uncle.

"It depends on who it is." Xiao Linting was silent for a while, and finally gave an ambiguous answer.

Jiang Qingqing was completely shocked when she heard this answer.

She stared at her uncle in a daze.

It depends on who it is?

[Look at what he said. He is indeed our Tianqi's most famous Prince Xiao. He even knows a little about the family backgrounds of the concubines in the harem. This big backer is amazing! ]