Chapter 452

The chill of early spring comes and goes quickly. Now it's March. It's more than half a month since general Dingbei left the capital.

During this period, general Dingbei only wrote back to the capital, mostly explaining his current position. It turns out that Zhao Qiwu got in touch with Mu Yan as soon as he left the capital. He asked him to find some people in the Jianghu, and then he got some clues about Xuanlian.

"Master, do you want me to tell you something? Maybe I can find Xuanlian's whereabouts for general Dingbei." Yingxue stands beside wenwanqing, grinding ink and whispering.

Wen Wanqing lies on the head of the case. She is writing in the sky at the moment. Hearing her words, she immediately shakes her head and says, "no, let my uncle do it. If you do it openly, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Having said that, the white rice paper has already dropped the "line to the water poor, sit to see the clouds."

Seeing this, Yingxue didn't say any more.

However, yingyue on one side is a little impatient. These days, she often sneaks to Yikun palace, but the whole palace is chanting Buddhist Scriptures for the former queen. It's boring, but this Yikun palace is still interesting.

"Master, you don't know that this virtuous imperial concubine pretends to be respectful to the former empress on the surface, but on the back, it's something else." Yingyue is supporting the desk.

Wen Wanqing got ink on the inkstone and continued to write.

Yingyue saw that she ignored herself, so she was a little anxious: "master, did you listen to me?"

Wen Wan gave a clear glance: "I'll listen to you."

Wen Yan, yingyue, with red lips, said the whole thing out of discontent: "master, although Yikun palace has changed its appearance, the virtuous concubine is a person with two sides at all. In front of outsiders, she eats fast and prays to Buddha, but secretly let the small kitchen make abalone, sea cucumber and other meat food. Do you think that's stealing?"

Wen Wanqing put down her brush and said with a smile, "how could she be a respectable person like us, who is used to eating this fast food. Naturally, she wants to eat some good food secretly. I'm afraid there are few people in the harem who sincerely copy Buddhist Scriptures for the empress."

Wen Wanqing can't help feeling that when Murong Yan was alive, no one paid attention to her, let alone appreciated her for her tolerance, let alone after her death.

People who want to come to the harem have been staying in this palace for a long time. As time goes by, people's hearts are getting colder and thinner. Some of them are just calculations between people.

Yingxue saw her mood suddenly lost, can't help but blame yingyue, comfort way: "although the queen went, but we pick Fang hall up and down people remember the queen, never eat meat, daily morning and evening to recite to the empress."

Wen Wanqing smiles: "it's hard for you."

"Masters are like this. We servants will feel bitter." Yingxue continues to study ink for her.

Seeing this, yingyue seemed to understand why Wen Wanqing was in a bad mood all of a sudden. She immediately said, "master, it's not only our Jiefang palace, but also the people in hancui palace."

"Oh, really?" Wen Wanqing was a little surprised. There were only three concubines in the palace. After the death of the queen, she was the only one. Now Xiao zhirou has no awe for the queen, but she doesn't know who is in hancui palace and has a little respect for her.

She not only made two copies of Buddhist scriptures, but also looked at them from the temple

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