Mu Chenshuang smiled again.
With Qi Ye back and bringing such valuable news, Mu Chenshuang finally felt a sense of security.
However, no news came from the palace. Ever since they learned that the Prime Minister had been sent to the palace, all news seemed to have been cut off.
Linglong went to the kitchen to prepare food, while Mu Chenshuang leaned against the chaise lounge, carefully analyzing the current situation.
Now, apart from the Prime Minister being controlled by someone, the others can still exchange messages. I wonder how the Prime Minister is doing now?
Mu Chenshuang narrowed her eyes slightly, but her thoughts were extremely clear.
It seems I need to meet with the Carefree King.
In the past two days, Mu Chenshuang has not contacted Prince Feng Ji, and she doesn't know what he has heard.
Mu Chenshuang looked out the window. It was getting late, so she decided to schedule her meeting with Feng Ji for tomorrow morning.
At the same time, the Prime Minister also stood by the window, lamenting the impermanence of life.
Just a few days ago, she was helping Feng Guche think about the grand plan for governing the country, but she never expected that she would be imprisoned in the harem in the blink of an eye.
Thinking about it now, Prime Minister Shen felt his face burning hot.
Life is truly unpredictable.
The courtyards in the imperial palace are different from those in the prime minister's residence.
Being in the palace, everyone can feel the luxury of the city at all times; to put it more bluntly, it's as if every blade of grass and every tree is gilded.
Normally, people would be overjoyed to enter the inner palace, but now it's different. Besides feeling depressed, the Prime Minister feels heavy-hearted.
Her daughter was banished to the Cold Palace, but she was also in the harem. Now, she and Shen Biyun were truly in the same situation.
The birds outside were chirping and chattering, but Prime Minister Shen's brows furrowed into a knot, and he remained silent.
I wonder how Shen Nanzhi is doing. He's been imprisoned in the palace, so his military power will surely be taken back.
Given this child's temperament, Prime Minister Shen really didn't know what he might do.
At this moment, while Prime Minister Shen was worried about himself, he also hoped that Shen Nanzhi would not act rashly.
All of this can only be entrusted to Marquis Jingbian.
"Nanzhi, you must stay calm and prioritize the overall situation."
After silently saying these words, Prime Minister Shen closed his eyes once again.
Compared to Prime Minister Shen's gloom, the atmosphere on Feng Guche's side was obviously much better.
Amidst Feng Guche's surroundings, the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments drifted in slowly, and heavily made-up songstresses were energetically twisting their waists, performing incredibly graceful movements.
The table in front of Feng Guche was filled with fruit and fine wine, and next to him was the Imperial Noble Consort Cang Xixue.
Normally, Feng Guche wouldn't just serve these things when he drinks, but now that the Imperial Noble Consort is by his side, Feng Guche has some concerns.
Three years of living in the Buddhist temple brought about significant changes in Cang Xixue's diet.
As everyone knows, since the Emperor fell ill, in order to help him recover as soon as possible, Cang Xixue has been chanting Buddhist scriptures and reciting Buddhist prayers every day. In fact, since the Emperor fell ill, Cang Xixue has not touched any meat.
Thinking of all this, Feng Guche felt a surge of emotion.
After the song ended, Feng Guche raised his hand and waved.
"You may all leave."
The songstresses slowly departed, and soon the hall became quiet.
"Your Majesty, is it that the newly rehearsed pieces do not suit Your Majesty's taste?"
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