"Let's go back." Luo Hu meant that Prince Yong and Uncle Fu should escort Sun Yun back to his residence first, while he and the Crown Prince would go to find the Emperor.
Ban Shu and Ma Anfei were not palace staff. As soon as they entered the palace gate, they were taken away and were not allowed to go to the Taihe Hall.
The Taihe Hall is no ordinary place; women are not allowed to enter easily. Sun Yun was only able to come at this time because of the recipe.
Naturally, Emperor Mingde was more lenient with Zhao Shu, which made her much more lawless.
Prince Yong thought about it and realized that this was the only way. Sun Yun put on the outer robe of a palace maid in the side hall, took a deep breath, tried her best not to blush, her face was cold and her eyes were firm, but only she knew how fast her heart was beating at this moment.
After returning the clothes to Prince Yong, the group left the side hall. Once everyone was far away, Uncle Fu picked up a pebble and threw it into the flower bushes, waking up the unconscious guards and imperial guards from the side hall.
When the secret guards and imperial guards woke up, they followed Zhao Shu to the palace but did not show themselves. They stood in the shadows in the left corner of the palace to protect Wei Tingsi, who had no chance to make a move, before leaving with peace of mind. He leaped a few times and disappeared into the layers of palace eaves. Before long, he arrived at the forbidden area of the deep palace.
Someone must take responsibility for what happened today, otherwise wouldn't the women in the harem be very lonely?
The Empress gently lifted the tea lid and took a sip of the newly tribute fermented tea. It was said that this tea could relieve internal heat and promote salivation, making it the best drink in summer. "Is Consort Wu still kneeling outside the palace?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, is it a summons?" Zhi Liu asked. These years of living in seclusion in Fengqi Palace, she was no longer as impatient as before. She watched the Empress plant flowers, tend to plants, write calligraphy, and embroider every day. Her days were very pleasant and leisurely. As she lived like this, she began to think that this was how life was supposed to be.
The Empress put down her teacup without answering, and instead began to speak of other things, saying, "This tea has a bitter taste; adding some honey would probably make it better."
"Yes, this servant will fetch you honey." Zhi Liu bowed and withdrew. Outside the palace gate, Wu Meiren was dressed in a plain white brocade dress, her hair was not combed, and her black hair hung down her back. Her face was haggard and her expression was sorrowful.
"Your Majesty, please do justice for this humble concubine!" Although she appeared frail and vulnerable, her tone was extremely firm, revealing a certain pride.
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