[Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the random mission of finding Fang Juexia. The reward will now be issued, which means the new storyline will be unlocked.]
A transparent display screen suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ling, showing the interface of the original novel.
She blinked her eyes. "Is this a new chapter?"
Foxy nodded aside, "Yes, it's a clue that helps the plot progress."
Jiang Ling then crossed her legs and looked at it seriously.
Because she didn't know whether this hint would make her keep looking, Jiang Ling looked very carefully.
After a while, Jiang Ling frowned.
"What?!"
She slapped her thigh angrily, "Someone wants to harm the emperor and Zhou Jing'an again?"
Jiang Ling held his forehead with his hand, thinking that he had no peace in his life.
In the chapter provided to her, it was mentioned that there would be a poetry meeting in half a month, with men and women sitting together. Basically, couples would go together. The women would gather together to talk about poetry, and the men would gather together to write. It was a good opportunity to relax and make friends.
However, an accident occurred at the poetry gathering and an assassin attempted to assassinate someone.
The main targets are still the emperor and Zhou Jing'an.
Jiang Ling pursed her lips tightly, feeling that the group of people from the previous dynasty were really ungrateful, endless, resurgent, and persistent!
After the failure of her kidnapping, they still did not restrain themselves and fled in all directions, becoming even more violent.
But this assassination...
Jiang Ling's gaze fell on the last sentence of the chapter: Feng Yu was stabbed in the abdomen by an assassin, was seriously injured and unconscious, and his condition was critical.
She couldn't help but feel a headache. The emperor's injury was a serious matter. Who knew they would take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the opportunity.
"Silly boy, is there only this one chapter? Can you let me read a little more?" She blinked her eyes and looked coquettish.
If some clues about the murderer were revealed later, she might be able to solve this problem faster and more accurately.
Foxy heard her thoughts but shook her head firmly, "No, just this one chapter is already too much."
It patted Jiang Ling's shoulder and said, "Host, the clue is hidden in this chapter. You have to find it yourself."
Hidden in here?
Jiang Ling couldn't help but look at it carefully again, but there was nothing suspicious.
The location was fine, it was in the capital, the people attending the banquet were fine, they were all court officials and their families, and the time was no problem either, the day of the poetry meeting was May 29th, which didn't have any special meaning.
Jiang Ling couldn't help but freeze for a moment.
When Zhou Jing'an came in with the newly bought chestnut cake, he saw Jiang Ling sitting upright on the couch, frowning in thought.
Zhou Jing'an walked over quickly, threw the cakes on the table, and hurried over to ask nervously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
His face was filled with panic, and he turned around with a frown and shouted outside, "Hurry up and ask Doctor Lin to come over from the palace!"
Jiang Ling came back to her senses and quickly held him back, "I'm fine, don't worry, there's no need to call the doctor."
She looked at Zizhen and Luzhu who came in hurriedly, waved her hand to tell them that everything was fine, and asked them to quickly bring back Ye Song who had gone to find Doctor Lin.
Zhou Jing'an still frowned, "Why is there no one in the room to serve? What if something unexpected happens?"
Jiang Ling patted his shoulder and said soothingly, "I asked them to leave. I wanted to be alone for a while."
She gestured to Zizhen and the others to leave first, then took his hand and asked him to sit next to her.
But Zhou Jingan still held her carefully, "Are you really not feeling uncomfortable?"
"No." Jiang Ling opened her arms and shook them, looking up at him. "My hands and feet are nimble and I'm in good spirits. I'm really fine."
Zhou Jingan breathed a sigh of relief, put his arm around her, and said softly, "Be careful not to bump into the table."
"Why was Ling'er so upset just now? She looked so worried and confused."
He reached out and touched the teacup on the table. It was already cold, so he stood up and poured her a new cup.
Jiang Ling pursed her lips and looked at him, then asked, "Are you planning to hold a poetry reading in half a month?"
Zhou Jing'an placed the teacup on the table and motioned for her to drink. He nodded after hearing her question and said, "Yes, I just received the invitation today. How did Ling'er know about it?"
He reached out and took the invitation that he had just thrown on the table with the pastries and handed it to her.
"It was sent by the Duke of Anguo, and it was scheduled for May 29th."
Jiang Ling opened the invitation. The content on it was exactly the same as the chapter she had just read. The time and place had not changed.
She whispered, "Xiyuan Yaji."
"Is this Xiyuan in the Anguogong Mansion?"
One of the necessary conditions for the assassination to be completed is a hiding place. The first suspect of the mastermind of this incident should be the sponsor of this poetry meeting, Duke Anguo.
Zhou Jing'an shook his head. "Xiyuan is a separate courtyard within the Duke of Qi's mansion. They purposely brought in fresh water to form a stream, hence the name Xiyuan. With its winding stream flowing, it's a popular destination for the gathering of distinguished guests. The Duke of Qi often uses it to entertain guests, and sometimes he also lends it to other colleagues for banquets."
Seeing that Jiang Ling seemed very interested in this poetry gathering, he asked, "How did you find out about this, Ling'er? This invitation has only been in my hands for less than half an hour."
Jiang Ling looked at the invitation inside and out, but of course she couldn't make out anything.
She sighed lightly and said casually, "I heard Xiao Anan mention it a few days ago. I didn't expect it to be true."
But that's not the point. She pressed on, "Will the Emperor go there then?"
Zhou Jing'an looked up, somewhat surprised at her asking this, but he still answered truthfully, "The Emperor has been busy with state affairs lately, and he rarely leaves the palace. I don't know if he will go."
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