Ye Qianning lowered his eyes.
She had seen Sang Zhi several times and indeed noticed that there were people around him, but they were all ordinary secret guards.
Are those people too good at hiding, or are they not following Sang Zhi?
What is the relationship between those people and Sang Zhi?
Sang Zhi is a descendant of the Xuan family.
"Yingge, is the nanny who takes care of Sang Zhi still here?"
"Yes, Nanny Song is eighty years old, and she has been arranged to retire in the palace for the past two years."
Ye Qianning looked at the small seal characters on the sea. All signs pointed to the Xuan family. There were more and more mysteries surrounding Sang Zhi. If she wanted to solve them, she had to uncover Sang Zhi as a person, including the people around him.
But Sang Zhi is not a fool now. If she goes too far, she wonders if he will become alienated from her.
After a while, Ye Qianning put away the Haishang Xiaozhuan and said, "It's getting late. Go to Siyinfang and bring over the food that Auntie prepared."
"yes."
Yingge stood up.
The sun sets and night falls.
Banquets in the palace usually end late at night.
Dinner was prepared by my aunt herself. The broth had been simmered for two days and was said to be nourishing for the body. The various nutritious meals were evenly matched, and there were also many new dishes.
It seems that this is the new dietary therapy and medicinal food that my aunt has learned. Eating it for a long time can also regulate the body.
Yingge laid out more than twenty dishes on the plate.
Ye Qianning had been comatose for a few days, which was obviously a good thing, but it frightened them into thinking she was frail. Even if she explained it again and again, they still thought she was frail...
"Isn't Dad Qian at home?"
"He went out in the afternoon and hasn't come back yet."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qianning picked up his chopsticks and was about to pick up some food when he heard a noise.
Yingge stood beside him, her expression suddenly filled with murderous aura, and she looked out the window vigilantly.
Ye Qianning moved his ears: "It's okay."
Yingge's breath was still there.
There were imperceptible footsteps outside the door, and then a head popped out from the door and looked towards the room.
Her eyes immediately fell on Ye Qianning who was sitting in the room.
She was dressed in simple clothes and had black hair. Her hair was not combed up, but casually draped behind her head, as if tied only with a hairband, with a few strands of hair hanging lazily on her temples.
That face is extremely beautiful and stunning.
Even without makeup, she is stunningly beautiful, but her face is a little pale, making her look like a sickly person.
Ye Qianning's peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling. The woman had a ponytail, an oval face, crescent eyebrows, a beautiful nose, slightly red cheeks, and a mouth that was slightly opened in surprise, looking a little dazed.
I don't know which little girl came in so rashly.
Yingge blocked her view, her eyes full of warning.
The woman glared at him because her view was blocked, then stood up and walked in.
Yingge stepped forward to greet him, drawing his sword.
"You dare to attack me?" The woman's eyes widened.
"No one is allowed to come near without my young lady's permission." Yingge said solemnly.
"You..." The woman was about to speak when her feet felt weak. She felt the pressure from the internal force around her and retreated to the door. She held the door frame to steady her breath and tilted her head to shout at the person sitting there: "Ye Qianning, you just let your guards bully me like this."
Ye Qianning was very interested: "Which family are you from?"
"...I am Nan Xiang, Nan Xiang from Changyang Palace." Nan Xiang shouted at the top of her lungs.
Ye Qianning's eyes lit up with interest: "Are you Nan Xiang?"
"It's me. Please let this sister collect her internal energy." Nan Xiang stared at the internal energy and almost clung to the door frame to avoid being pushed out by the internal energy.
"Yingge."
Yingge instantly withdrew his internal energy, but he still kept his vigilant gaze.
"Yingge, you go down first."
"Miss."
"No problem."
Yingge hesitated for a moment before retracting his sword and leaving.
Ye Qianning looked at her back and sighed slightly. She was too nervous. Yingge had been in a tense state since she first saw her. It was also her nightmare ten years ago.
Nan Xiang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the man leave. Turning around, she saw Ye Qianning and smiled again. She trotted over to the table and asked, "Are you really Ye Qianning?"
"What do you think?" Ye Qianning curled his lips.
Nan Xiang sat beside her, carefully examining her flawless face. After a long moment, she spoke, "When I was little, I thought you were prettier than me. Now I see you're indeed prettier."
She touched her face after she finished speaking, but her eyes were still fixed on Ye Qianning's face: "Why does it look like this?"
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Ye Qianning smiled even more deeply: "He was well-behaved when he was young, but now he has even learned to climb walls."
When Nan Xiang heard this, she put down her hand and said, "I'm not anxious to see you."
"Just come in through the main gate. If you sneak around like this and get caught as a thief, you won't even have a place to cry."
There are too many underworld people around them, and it will be troublesome if that blind person bumps into them.
"I didn't want to either. These past few days, my father said the capital was too chaotic and wouldn't let me go out. He didn't even let me see you when you entered the city that day and even put me in solitary confinement. I finally waited until my father and mother went to the palace for a banquet before I sneaked out to find you." Nan Xiang looked at her pale face and pulled out a porcelain bottle from her bosom. "How are your injuries? This is the elixir I brought you. It can replenish your vitality."
Ye Qianning looked at her actions and the porcelain bottle that was stuffed into her hands. He was very moved and held it tightly without refusing: "Thank you."
"We're just friends, why thank each other?" Nan Xiang raised her hand and patted her shoulder. "Look how thin you've become. You need to eat more from now on."
Ye Qianning smiled and nodded: "Have you had your meal?"
"not yet."
"Yingge, please add another set of bowls and chopsticks."
Nan Xiang's eyes fell on the table full of food. There was everything from flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. There were several kinds of broth and porridge alone, as well as fruits and delicacies. Everything was available...
The aroma of the food is very tempting.
"You...you eat so much by yourself?"
The surprised gaze shifted to Ye Qianning's face.
"My aunt has been researching meals these past two days, so she's been cooking a lot."
Yingge set the table, then turned around and stood outside the door.
Nan Xiang picked up her chopsticks and said, "Tsk tsk, I think this dish is better than the one made by our chef."
After looking around, she didn't know where to start.
"This is my aunt's specialty, the lotus chicken. Please try it." Ye Qianning picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into her bowl.
Nan Xiang had been thinking about how to avoid the guards and run out the door all day, and had hardly eaten anything. Now that she sat down, she was indeed hungry, so she picked up the piece of lotus chicken and started to eat.
The taste is soft and glutinous, and the meaty aroma is overflowing...
"It's delicious, really delicious." Nan Xiang's eyes lit up as she stared at the whole plate of chicken.
"Eat slowly."
Seeing that she was eating with relish, Ye Qianning's own appetite also improved.
Nan Xiang's appetite was completely aroused, and she asked, "Do you have any wine?"
"You still drink?"
"Of course, good food is not enough without wine." (End of this chapter)
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