The emperor followed Yinzhen's request and rewarded him with several carefully selected secret guards.
As for Xiao Changzi, he is of no use, so he can just die.
After leaving the Yangxin Hall, the miserable look on Yinzhen's face that was kneeling in front of the emperor had disappeared, and his expression was calm.
Huang Ama was finally given the opportunity to place people around him openly.
This little Changzi died a worthy death.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the year when Shilan returned home from the palace. Songzhi waited for her to finish washing and just waited for her to rest.
As usual, Ulanara should hold a banquet when Fujin returns home in the evening, but Ulanara asked people to spread the word that Duan was pregnant and could no longer participate in the Qiqiao Festival, where she used knives and scissors to pray. She and Fujin We are tired after a long day, so there will be no banquet this year.
Before leaving the house in the morning, Ulanara had arranged for the housekeeper to reward the concubine who stayed in the house, and the begging festival was over.
Xiao Linzi walked back and forth for a few steps outside the house, wondering whether he should report the matter to his master at such a late hour.
Han Lu came out with a teacup to pour the remaining tea. She saw Xiao Linzi milling around at the door and asked.
"What are you doing here? You're not on night watch today."
Xiao Linzi rolled the words in his mouth three times as he wanted to report something to his master, looked at Han Lu, mumbled a few words and then left.
Han Lu shook her head, went to pour the remaining tea, and replaced it with scented tea that could calm the nerves.
"Master, I just saw Xiao Linzi wandering around the corridor. He is not on duty today. I wonder what he wants to do."
Han Lu saw Nian Shilan lying on the bed and not sleeping, and said with a smile.
Nian Shilan glanced sideways at Han Lu and said.
"It's okay if it's nothing. I'll ask him again tomorrow."
Nian Shilan watched Han Lu put the fruit tea on the table, preparing for her to get up thirsty in the middle of the night and ask for tea. Nian Shilan remembered the scene she saw in Yonghe Palace during the day.
When Xiao Changzi was dragged away and thrown to the ground by the palace servants of Yonghe Palace, he accidentally exposed a burn mark on his elbow. Nian Shilan had seen an almost identical mark on Han Lu's elbow.
But whether it was the mark of cold dew or the burn mark on Xiao Changzi's elbow, Nian Shilan glanced at it in a hurry, without having time to look carefully or compare it carefully.
Nian Shilan thought carefully about what happened during the day in his heart, but just thinking about it, sleepiness came over him, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Han Lu, who was on duty at night, saw that Nian Shilan was asleep, so he quietly slipped out and came to the base of the wall on the east side of Cheng'en Garden.
There is a dove parked in an inconspicuous place. The dove is black and gray. Even if there is moonlight at night, it almost blends into the night. If you don't pay attention, you can't tell that there is a living thing there.
The pigeons were well-trained and only paced lightly without making any cooing sounds.
Han Lu approached lightly, but the pigeon took a few steps toward her. One look revealed that the pigeon and Han Lu were old acquaintances.
Han Lu took out the note from the ring on the pigeon's foot. She patted the pigeon's back gently, and the pigeon jumped a few steps back into the darkness.
After Han Lu quietly returned to the house, the pigeon got up and flew away.
But neither Han Lu nor Pigeon noticed the pair of eyes in another corner of Chengen Garden.
Nian Shilan saw his mortal enemy-Zhen Huan in his dream.
But she was not dressed as Nian Shilan was before she hit the wall. That outfit looked like she was in a nunnery somewhere. The surroundings of the house were bare and extremely simple.
Zhen Huan's originally beautiful and delicate face was haggard and she was coughing badly.
There was a circle of nuns surrounding her. The leading nun had a sharp and mean face, showing no sign of the open-mindedness of a monk.
They were pointing at Zhen Huan, while Huanbi and Cui Jinxi protected Zhen Huan who kept coughing.
Nian Shilan only saw their mouths moving, but could not hear any sound.
Nian Shilan knew that others could not see her, so she approached the group of people step by step, but still could not hear a sound.
Suddenly the scene changed, and Nian Shilan found herself in another room. This room looked like it belonged to a scholar. It looked simple and elegant. The furnishings in the room were not gorgeous, but upon closer inspection they were all antiques.
There are celadon vases from the Ru kiln, small colorful flower plates from the Cheng kiln, and objects from the official kilns of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Before Nian Shilan took a closer look at the furnishings in the house, a low voice came to her ears.
She looked around and saw a bed, and the person on the bed shocked her so much that she woke up from her dream.
Nian Shilan woke up for a while and was still shocked. How could it be the Seventeenth Prince and Zhen Huan.
She knew that the dreams she often had in this life were not groundless, and she was just waiting for a chance to verify her guess.
In the dream, Prince Guo, in full clothes, hugged Zhen Huan with her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed. Zhen Huan was still dressed like a nun.
What exactly is going on?
In this life, in terms of age, Zhen Huan should be only about ten years old at this time, which is not the age for the draft.
Many things now are different from the last life. Nian Shilan is vaguely looking forward to whether the Nian family will gain momentum faster.
Yinzhen woke up at midnight and got up early to go to court. Su Peisheng sent away the maid who was waiting for Yinzhen to change clothes in the front yard.
Su Peisheng whispered while changing Yinzhen's clothes.
"Master, the one who sent the dove came again last night. The emperor gave you the secret number. You sent him to Cheng'en Garden last night, and he saw him. However, the secret number also saw Xiao Linzi. What happened to Xiao Linzi? Children, you didn’t notice An San. Na Han Lu didn’t notice An San and Xiao Linzi either. Master, do you want me to find an excuse and detain Na Han Lu?”
Yinzhen stretched out his arms and let Su Peisheng put on his robe, then he folded the front and said back to Su Peisheng.
"It doesn't matter. Let An San keep an eye on Han Lu first. As for Xiao Linzi, let him go. I will see what Fu Jin wants to do. There is no need to cover up what happened last night. If An San wants to report it to Huang Ama, let him Go, you just don’t know.”
Su Peisheng whispered.
"I understand, Master."
All he had to do was follow his master's instructions. Those secret guards had their own discretion.
The secret guard works for his master, but his name is hidden.
The emperor gave Yinzhen four secret guards, and they were called them from An 1 to An 4.
Nian Shilan woke up from a dream and didn't sleep well all night, thinking about things all the time.
When Songzhi Maoshi first came to wake Nian Shilan up, she saw Nian Shilan staring at the top of the bed with round eyes. Songzhi was startled.
"Master, why did you wake up so early today? Even when you woke up, you didn't ask your slaves to serve you."
Nian Shilan sighed secretly, and asked Songzhi to call Gu Yu Xiaoman to help with the dressing.
Mangzhong and Hanlu spent the night, and now they went to rest.
Nian Shilan was never harsh on his servants.
She only requires one thing from her servants, that is loyalty.
Xiao Linzi had been waiting outside the door early, waiting for Sui Nian Shilan to go and pay his respects to the Uranala family.
