Ye Qianning lowered his eyes.
She had met Sang Zhi several times, and she did notice that there were people around him, but they were just ordinary hidden 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?
A descendant of the Xuan family, Sang Zhi is also a descendant of the Xuan family.
"Yingge, is the nanny who is looking after Sang Zhi still there?"
"Now that Grandma Song is eighty, she has arranged to take care of herself in the palace for the past two years."
Ye Qianning looked at Hai Xiaozhuan. All the 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, including the people around him.
But now Sang Zhi is not a fool. If she goes too far, I wonder if he will have a problem with her.
After a while, Ye Qianning put away the small seal script on the sea: "It's getting late. Go to Siyinfang and bring over the food prepared by my aunt."
"yes."
Yingge stood up.
The sun sets and night gradually falls.
Banquets in the palace usually end late at night.
Dinner was prepared by my aunt herself. The soup stock had been boiled for two days and was said to be nourishing for the body. Various nutritious meals were evenly matched and there were many new dishes.
It seems to be my aunt's newly learned dietary and medicated diet, which can regulate the body even if eaten for a long time.
Yingge laid out one plate after another, with more than twenty dishes.
Ye Qianning fell asleep for a few days, which was obviously a good thing, but it frightened them so much that they thought she was weak. No matter how much she explained, they always thought she was thin...
"Isn't Father Qian at home?"
"I went out in the afternoon and haven't come back yet."
Ye Qianning heard this and picked up the chopsticks. Just as he was about to pick up the vegetables, there was a sound in his ears.
Yingge stood beside her with a murderous look, looking out the window warily.
Ye Qianning moved her ears: "It's okay."
Yingge's breath was still lingering.
There were subtle and imperceptible footsteps outside the door, and then a head stuck out from the door and looked towards the room.
Her eyes immediately fell on Ye Qianning sitting in the room.
……——
Ye Qianning lowered his eyes.
She had met Sang Zhi several times, and she did notice that there were people around him, but they were just ordinary hidden 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?
A descendant of the Xuan family, Sang Zhi is also a descendant of the Xuan family.
"Yingge, is the nanny who is looking after Sang Zhi still there?"
"Now that Grandma Song is eighty, she has arranged to take care of herself in the palace for the past two years."
Ye Qianning looked at Hai Xiaozhuan. All the 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, including the people around him.
But now Sang Zhi is not a fool. If she goes too far, I wonder if he will have a problem with her.
After a while, Ye Qianning put away the small seal script on the sea: "It's getting late. Go to Siyinfang and bring over the food prepared by my aunt."
"yes."
Yingge stood up.
The sun sets and night gradually falls.
Banquets in the palace usually end late at night.
Dinner was prepared by my aunt herself. The soup stock had been boiled for two days and was said to be nourishing for the body. Various nutritious meals were evenly matched and there were many new dishes.
It seems to be my aunt's newly learned dietary and medicated diet, which can regulate the body even if eaten for a long time.
Yingge laid out one plate after another, with more than twenty dishes.
Ye Qianning fell asleep for a few days, which was obviously a good thing, but it frightened them so much that they thought she was weak. No matter how much she explained, they always thought she was thin...
"Isn't Father Qian at home?"
"I went out in the afternoon and haven't come back yet."
Ye Qianning heard this and picked up the chopsticks. Just as he was about to pick up the vegetables, there was a sound in his ears.
Yingge stood beside her with a murderous look, looking out the window warily.
Ye Qianning moved her ears: "It's okay."
Yingge's breath was still lingering.
There were subtle and imperceptible footsteps outside the door, and then a head stuck out from the door and looked towards the room.
Her eyes immediately fell on the woman sitting in the room.
Ye Qianning lowered his eyes.
She had met Sang Zhi several times, and she did notice that there were people around him, but they were just ordinary hidden 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?
A descendant of the Xuan family, Sang Zhi is also a descendant of the Xuan family.
"Yingge, is the nanny who is looking after Sang Zhi still there?"
"Now that Grandma Song is eighty, she has arranged to take care of herself in the palace for the past two years."
Ye Qianning looked at Hai Xiaozhuan. All the 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, including the people around him.
But now Sang Zhi is not a fool. If she goes too far, I wonder if he will have a problem with her.
After a while, Ye Qianning put away the small seal script on the sea: "It's getting late. Go to Siyinfang and bring over the food prepared by my aunt."
"yes."
Yingge stood up.
The sun sets and night gradually falls.
Banquets in the palace usually end late at night.
The dinner was prepared by my aunt herself. The soup stock had been boiled for two days and was said to be nourishing for the body. Various nutritious meals were evenly matched and there were many new dishes.
It seems to be my aunt's newly learned dietary and medicated diet, which can regulate the body even if eaten for a long time.
Yingge laid out one plate after another, with more than twenty dishes.
Ye Qianning fell into a coma for a few days, which was obviously a good thing, but it frightened them so much that they thought she was weak. No matter how much she explained, they always thought she was thin...
"Isn't Father Qian at home?"
"I went out in the afternoon and haven't come back yet."
Ye Qianning heard this and picked up the chopsticks. Just as he was about to pick up the vegetables, there was a sound in his ears.
Yingge stood beside her with a murderous look, looking out the window warily.
Ye Qianning moved her ears: "It's okay."
Yingge's breath was still lingering.
There were subtle and imperceptible footsteps outside the door, and then a head stuck out from the door and looked towards the room.
Her eyes immediately fell on the woman sitting in the room.
Ye Qianning lowered his eyes.
She had met Sang Zhi several times, and she did notice that there were people around him, but they were just ordinary hidden 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?
A descendant of the Xuan family, Sang Zhi is also a descendant of the Xuan family.
"Yingge, is the nanny who is looking after Sang Zhi still there?"
"Now that Grandma Song is eighty, she has arranged to take care of herself in the palace for the past two years."
Ye Qianning looked at Hai Xiaozhuan. All the 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, including the people around him.
But now Sang Zhi is not a fool. If she goes too far, I wonder if he will have a problem with her.
