Song Shumin was unwilling to say more about this topic.
Zhao Yunzhu was shocked when she heard this. Song Shumin spoke so seriously, she was afraid that some of it was true.
The evidence in her hands is bound to cause a bloody storm in the court.
"In two days, when everything is arranged, I will have someone send you a letter."
"good."
After that, she left Prince Song's Mansion.
Song Shumin didn't let her wait too long.
The next morning, someone secretly sent a letter.
Two days later, Prince Song will take his concubine Lan to listen to an opera at a theater called Tingyu Tower in Maoer Hutong, South Street of Chang'an City.
Zhao Yunzhu carefully noted the time and place and asked Linglong to deliver it personally.
In order to avoid suspicion, she has been staying quietly in Prince An's Mansion these days.
She sat restlessly in her room as she waited for the day.
Counting the time, Prince Song and Aunt Lan had already arrived.
"What time is it, Aunt Hua?"
"Miss, don't be impatient. You just asked me about this. I specially made some pear soup to reduce internal heat. Please have some."
Aunt Hua pulled her to sit down, opened the lid of the casserole, and a strong and sweet smell filled her nose.
There were crystal clear pear pieces mixed with white fungus and bird's nest, with red dates and wolfberries floating on top, and longan and peanuts at the bottom of the soup.
She carefully filled a bowl and placed it in front of Zhao Yunzhu.
Zhao Yunzhu had no appetite at the moment. Seeing that Nanny Hua looked worried, she naturally didn't want to make her feel disappointed.
He picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, blew on it gently a few times, and then put it into his mouth.
The sweetness of the snow pear mixed with the subtle fragrance of the red dates actually made her eyes light up.
Before she knew it, she had finished a whole bowl, and Aunt Hua was very satisfied.
After using it, Linglong hurried into the room from outside.
"Miss, it's done!"
There was a hint of joy in her delicate eyes and eyebrows.
Zhao Yunzhu's eyes widened. "Really?"
Linglong nodded quickly, very sure, "It really worked"
"Tell me about it in detail."
Linglong stepped forward and told her the news from outside.
Prince Song was assassinated while attending an opera and died in the theater. Aunt Lan risked her life to protect Prince Song. Although she did not lose her life, she was seriously injured.
The shocking news that King Song was assassinated quickly spread throughout the city of Chang'an.
When Empress Dowager Liu in the palace heard the tragic news, she was furious and ordered a thorough investigation of the matter.
Chang'an City is currently unstable. Several people from aristocratic families have died one after another, and now even King Song has been killed under the imperial city.
This is undoubtedly a huge shame for the imperial power.
How could Empress Dowager Liu sit still? She ordered Lord Liu to assist the Dali Temple in thoroughly investigating the case.
Zhao Yunzhu was a little worried that Deadpool would be implicated. If Prince An's Mansion was found out, it would be troublesome.
She wanted Deadpool, who was hiding in Chang'an, to go out and avoid the limelight for a while, but she received a message from the other end telling her not to worry, as the matter had been properly handled and would not be discovered.
But she was still a little worried.
She could only order people to keep an eye on the wind direction in Chang'an City every day. If there was any mistake, she would have to make other plans.
Invitations from the Prince Song's Mansion were sent to each mansion. Because Princess Song was seriously ill, everything in the mansion was now under the management of Princess Song Shumin.
Zhao Yunzhu went to express condolences on behalf of Prince An's Mansion.
Song Shumin knelt in front of the mourning hall in plain clothes, burning paper money with a numb expression on her face.
"You're here."
Song Shumin didn't even raise her eyes, and her voice was hoarse.
"Well, I came to see you."
Zhao Yunzhu knelt down in front of the spirit tablet of King Song, bowed, then stood up and was about to go to the banquet.
Song Shumin dropped the paper money in her hand and stood up suddenly, "Wait, come with me."
Zhao Yunzhu looked over suspiciously, and saw that Song Shumin had already walked forward on her own, so she had no choice but to follow.
She walked towards her garden.
Everyone in Prince Song’s mansion looked solemn.
The servants didn't dare to breathe, as if they were afraid that they would disturb Zhao Yunzhu in the next second.
As soon as she entered the house, Song Shumin didn't want anyone to follow her, so she took Zhao Yunzhu into the house to talk alone.
"Come with me."
She led Zhao Yunzhu all the way to the bed. When they reached the bed, she squatted down and reached her hand inside to feel around.
After a while, she pulled out a yellow cloth package from the back of the bed.
"This is what I promised to give you. Keep it safe. If anyone else knew about this, it would probably bring you fatal disaster."
Song Shumin handed the thing to Zhao Yunzhu. She took it hesitantly and did not open it, but hid it carefully.
"Now that Prince Song is gone and Princess Song is ill, you are the only master in the palace. What are your plans for the future?"
Zhao Yunzhu asked casually.
Song Shumin's lips curled up in self-mockery, "There are no male heirs in the palace, and I plan to marry far away."
"You want to marry far away?"
Zhao Yunzhu was quite surprised when she heard the result.
"Yes, there's an old friend in Qingzhou who taught me when I was young. He has a son. We were classmates for three years and had a bit of a relationship. Later, when my teacher returned to his hometown, we lost contact. He heard about the sudden change in the palace and then contacted me."
"He's on his way here, ready to ask me to marry him, but I have to observe a year of mourning, so he said he'd stay with me in Chang'an for a year."
When talking about this old friend, Song Shumin's eyes revealed the girl's secret joy hidden in her heart.
"One year, I'm afraid..."
Too many things have happened in just one year, and Zhao Yunzhu is not optimistic about the future. Now Song Shumin is the only master of the palace, and many noble families in Chang'an are eyeing this piece of fat meat. It is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
It would be extremely difficult for Song Shumin alone to fight against the Chang'an family.
Song Shumin knew this very well.
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