Emperor Jingming wanted to call Yu Jin back to ask him about his photographic memory, but he thought that summoning him so frequently might arouse people's suspicion, so he gave up the idea.

Here, Yu Jin left the palace and returned to Prince Yan's Mansion, and went straight to the study.

It would be an exaggeration to say that he has a photographic memory, but he does have a good one.

When Pan Hai was flipping through the book in the palace, it seemed to him that he was scanning the book from beginning to end, but in fact his attention was mainly focused on the group of people fifteen years ago.

This way, the amount of things that need to be remembered is greatly reduced.

As soon as he entered the study, Yu Jin spread out paper and ground ink, and quickly wrote down the names and deeds that he remembered in his mind.

In the courtyard of Yuheyuan, Jiang Si was walking slowly.

The weather was very cold, and snow fell one after another, and the snow had not melted for a long time on the corners of the walls and branches.

The roads that Jiang Si walked on were all covered with straw mats, making them safe and non-slip.

Seeing that it was almost time for lunch, Jiang Si told Ah Man, "Go ask if the prince has returned."

Ah Man ran away and returned not long after: "The prince is back, but he went into the study as soon as he got back to the mansion and hasn't come out yet."

Jiang seemed to know that Emperor Jingming had summoned Yu Jin to the palace. After hearing what Ah Man said, he pondered for a moment and then walked towards the study.

Ah Man hurriedly followed and held onto Jiang Si to prevent her from slipping.

The master is pregnant with a baby, it would be terrible if she fell.

Bah, bah, the master will not fall. If he falls, he will fall on her.

The boy was still guarding the study door. When he saw Ah Man supporting Jiang Si over, he hurriedly greeted Jiang Si.

"Is the prince still in there?"

"I'm here." The servant opened the door for Jiang Si attentively.

He who knows the current affairs is a wise man. He has seen how the prince has treated the princess in the past six months. At this moment, all the talk of being loyal and dedicated is nonsense. If he stands by the princess, he will only be scolded.

Ah Man glanced at the servant and thought: This naughty servant has really improved.

Jiang Si motioned Ah Man to stay outside and walked in.

The door was closed, and Ah Man and the servant stood at the door, one on each side, and looked at each other at the same time.

"Hey, sister Ah Man." The servant was flexible and immediately took the initiative to greet her.

Ah Man wanted to roll his eyes at first, but then he thought that he was the maidservant of the princess and had to be more generous, so he hummed and asked crisply, "What's your name?"

The servant couldn't help wiping his sweat.

The slave who had called him "naughty" for half a year finally remembered to ask his name, which was truly touching.

"My name is Yuanbao."

"Yuanbao..." Ah Man stretched out his tone.

The servant was ready to be laughed at.

When the little girls heard his name, they thought it was vulgar, really vulgar.

Ah Man smiled and said, "Yuan Bao is a really good name."

"Are you serious?" Yuanbao was stunned.

Ah Man looked at Yuan Bao in surprise and said, "Of course it's true. Yuan Bao is so good, it's auspicious and nice to hear, and it's easy to call it."

She likes such realistic names. Some servants are named Mo Yu, Qing Feng and so on. Are they asking for heaven's help?

Yuanbao was deeply moved by Ah Man's sincere praise, and he immediately began to like the sharp-tongued girl.

Speaking of which, Sister Ah Man is still pretty...

In the study, Jiang Si saw Yu Jin sitting at the desk with a frown in thought, and walked over with a smile.

"Ah."

Hearing her shout, Yu Jin raised his eyes and immediately smiled.

"The road outside is slippery. How did you get here?"

"Didn't you ask people to lay straw mats on the road so it's not slippery?" Jiang Si leaned over and looked at the paper in front of Yu Jin.

There are individual names on the paper.

"This is——"

Yu Jin pulled her to sit next to him and explained, "She entered the palace fifteen years ago and has remained on the list until now."

Jiang Si thought for a moment and asked, "Did your father ask you to intervene in the investigation of the palace?"

Once the incident of Princess Fuqing came to light, the Emperor and Empress would not let it go with the death of Concubine Chen, and would definitely investigate further.

This is exactly what they had guessed.

"Yes, my father asked me to come to the palace today for this." Although he hadn't figured out too many clues yet, Yu Jin was in a good mood.

Compared to Pan Hai, they have an absolute advantage, which is that they already know the existence of the ancestors of Wu Miao.

Working backwards from the results will undoubtedly be much easier and less labor intensive.

"That's good. I was worried that I couldn't find the person who gave the insect to Princess Rongyang." Jiang Si scanned the names on the paper, "Are there any suspicious ones?"

Yu Jin pointed with his finger: "Look, Pan Hai has recorded all the key points of these people from entering the palace to the present. Fifteen years is not a short time. To be able to stay until now, most of them have changed places several times, but there are a few people who have never moved."

Yu Jin pointed out those people, and finally stopped at four names: "If that person's name appears in this booklet, I think these four people are the most suspicious."

Jiang glanced at the four names and his eyes rested on the labels behind them.

The four people included both men and women, and all belonged to the Cining Palace.

"Why do you think these four are the most suspicious?"

"Because there is too little information about the four of them." Yu Jin explained, "Look, these four people entered the palace fifteen years ago. Two of them were directly assigned to serve in Ci Ning Palace, and two were transferred to Ci Ning Palace one after another. In the following ten years, there were only records of their job changes, nothing else."

Jiang Si nodded slightly.

"I think this is because these four people are from the Empress Dowager's palace, and Pan Hai subconsciously ignored it and did not investigate it in detail. If that person is among these people, I think these four people are the most likely."

"Cining Palace..." Jiang Si murmured these three words, trying hard to recall the information from his previous life.

It was a pity that she died too soon after returning to the capital in her previous life, and for a while she could not remember anything.

Seeing her frown, Yu Jin raised his hand and touched her forehead, smiling, "Don't worry too much now, I will investigate slowly. That person has been hiding in the palace for so many years, there is no rush."

"I know there's no point in being anxious. After all, I'm free anyway—" Jiang Si suddenly stopped talking, with a strange look on his face.

Yu Jin immediately became nervous: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Si pointed to his belly, a little uncertain: "I seem to feel the baby move a little."

"Really?" Yu Jin reached out his hand and placed it on the soft abdomen, and suddenly felt a beating.

Yu Jin's eyes suddenly widened, full of curiosity and excitement: "Ah, it, it moved!"

Both of them were novices in the face of the upcoming baby, and they were very excited to feel the fetal movements of the little life.

In the palace, Emperor Jingming encountered a difficult problem.

The Queen Mother actually wanted to go to Dafu Temple to burn incense.

For Emperor Jingming, who had just gone out of the palace for some fresh air and encountered a murder case, it was simply too terrifying that the Empress Dowager was going to leave the palace.

It would be fine if he encountered a murder case, but the Empress Dowager is already old, what if she encountered one?

The consequences are simply unimaginable.

"Mother, the New Year is coming soon. Why don't we wait until spring when it gets warmer?" Emperor Jingming tried to procrastinate.