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When Dongfang Wenming heard this news, Zhao Jing had already left the Residence of Regent.

Zhou Zhizhi carefully raised his head and looked at his master, "Master?"

"As the Emperor, she naturally has to return to the palace!" Dongfang Wenming flipped through the paper in his hand. He looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about the matter at all. "So this is the border intelligence report from the past two days?"

"Yes sir!" Zhou Zhizhi snapped out of his daze, "Master, is there a problem?"

"It's not the past two days that Uto has been restless. However, this intelligence report has repeatedly mentioned Uto's abnormality without clarifying what happened!" Dongfang Wenming raised his head. He held a piece of intelligence report in his hand, "Do you understand grandpa's meaning?"

Zhou Zhiqian frowned, "I mean …" Were the borders controlled by someone? Was it because they didn't dare to report the actual situation? Or perhaps, the true situation was out of our expectations, and the intelligence reports were not able to be transferred to the imperial government? Master, if that's the case, what should I do? "We're far away from the capital, and there are many things we can't do anything about. If things go on like this, we'll probably be in great danger for the future of Grand Xia."

Dongfang Wenming let out a long breath. He stood by the window, his face slightly pale. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the pitch-black night sky, and couldn't help but look at the most bustling place in the world. Dongfang didn't know that it wasn't a good place, but what could he do? There must always be an Emperor, and only one Emperor. Whether alive or dead, one must accept the fate of being bound.

"Let Han Dong go. No one is to be disturbed! Especially the Prime Minister's Estate! Recently, Cobb had been very quiet! "How can the disciple that Qi Yunshan taught can be at peace with the situation and let go of his hand so peacefully to recuperate in the imperial court?" Dongfang Wenming narrowed his dangerous eyes. "This place isn't simple!"

"Yes!" This lowly official will immediately inform General Han! " Zhou Zhizhi bowed.

The night was as cold as water.

Zhao Jing safely returned to the palace. However, his complexion was still pale, and he appeared exceptionally weak. She leaned against the soft couch and stared at Wei Shuge, who was fiddling with the fire. She did not move as if she was thinking of something. When Wei Shuge approached, Zhao Jing was still in a daze.

Wei Shuge quickly asked, "What else does the emperor feel uncomfortable about?"

"What?" Zhao Jing suddenly snapped out of his daze and laughed dryly. "I …" I got a little distracted! "

"The emperor is too tired!" Wei Shuge smiled and said, "Your servant will help you sleep on the bed. It's a little cold here, so you shouldn't stay cold!"

Zhao Jing nodded and went to lie down on the bed. Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan tactfully left the sleeping quarters. The two of them had served Zhao Jing for the past few years, so they naturally knew of Zhao Jing's habit of taking a light nap.

Closing the door, Wei Shuge let out a light sigh. "The emperor has been worrying too much about the poetry contest. His body wasn't good to begin with, so how could he bear with it now?" With that, he said to Zhao Yuannan, "You stay here first. I'll go find Imperial Physician Xiao Yuan and settle the matter of the Cold Fragrance Powder."

Zhao Yuannan nodded, "Go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you at the door!"

"Alright!" Wei Shuge quickly left.

Zhao Yuannan narrowed his eyes and thoughtfully looked at the tightly shut door of the hall. He could not stay idle either. He had to do something for the emperor!

In reality, Zhao Jing hadn't fallen asleep yet. After they left, he got up and sat on the bed. His mind was in a state of chaos, and for a moment, he was somewhat flustered. With how big it was that he had left the city, Dongfang Wenyi would definitely investigate it. If he found out that it was Wen Rusheng …

Zhao Jing didn't know how the East would deal with Wen Rusheng. However, it was also true that Wen Rusheng was not an ordinary person. With his cautious personality, how could it be possible that he had not told anyone about the matter of the Drunken plum blossom before entering the Plum Plaza? Wen Rusheng was clearly probing the people around her and had confirmed that Wei Shuge and Li Yiheng were indeed martial artists with powerful martial arts skills.

Zhao Jing let out a long breath, then walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water. She sat down, frowning at the flickering candle flame, and tapped her index finger against it. This meant that she was thinking about something, and it was not a trivial matter. However, she was still warm and her body was very tired. Not long after that, she had fallen asleep on the table.

The drum outside sounded twice. Zhao Jing suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. The blanket on her body fell to the ground, startling Zhao Jing. She hastily picked it up from the ground. The doors to the hall were tightly shut. Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan knew that they were sleeping lightly, and Dongfang Wenming would occasionally come in during the night, so they didn't dare to enter without greeting him. Otherwise, if they ran into Dongfang Wenming, they would be in trouble.

"This is …" Zhao Jing's eyes darkened. Did that person cover her up?

What the hell?

Zhao Jing couldn't be bothered about anything else. He quickly walked to the cabinet, crouched down, and began searching under it. Suddenly, her body jerked as she found a small bamboo stick. Taking a deep breath, Zhao Jing quickly took out the secret letter from the bamboo stick in front of him. There had been no news of him for the past few days, but today, there was finally some movement.

Very good!

Very good!

When he saw this secret letter, Zhao Jing's smiling face instantly darkened. "As expected …" She tightly gripped the slip of paper in her hand, and a thousand years of indestructible frost appeared on her forehead. For a split-second, a trace of coldness flashed through his crystal eyes, as if a baleful aura that came from the depths of hell was lingering around him. His entire body was ice-cold, without any warmth.

"Old Slave!" Zhao Jing gnashed her teeth as she calmly tossed the letter along with the bamboo stick into the brazier. Charcoal swirled around the paper and together with the bamboo stick, it turned into ashes without leaving even the slightest trace. Zhao Jing let out a long breath and returned to his bed. He could finally sleep in peace!

Zhao Yuannan had been waiting outside the whole time, waiting for Wei Shuge to come back.

"You Sheng, what are you going to do?" Wei Shuge stopped Zhao Yuanan. "At this critical juncture, do not act rashly. If you anger the Regent's Mansion, it will bring an unforeseen calamity to the Emperor!"

"Don't worry, I won't be reckless." Zhao Yuannan straightened his body. "For the sake of your majesty, I will definitely be careful. Shuge, your kung fu is good. I can be at ease with the emperor watching over you. I, Zhao Yuannan, have nothing but this cheap life! However, a lowly life can have the same benefits as a lowly life.

Wei Shuge frowned slightly as she looked at Zhao Yuannan's leaving figure with a puzzled expression. Wei Shuge did not know why, but seeing Zhao Yuannan's expression, she started to panic a little. She was thinking that she was just too nervous. If there was one more person that cared about Zhao Jing, then what would be the harm? However, he didn't know that … If he cared too much, it would sometimes become a kind of obsession. If the obsession was too deep, it could lead to disaster!

Zhao Yuannan tightened his grip on the horsetail whisk in his hand and took a look at the door of the prison attendant. Then, he took a deep breath and walked in. He was very familiar with the place as he walked to the front of the house. The dim light of the window shone through the paper and illuminated Zhao Yuannan's front.

"You're here, come in!" A high-pitched voice came from inside, sounding somewhat hoarse, yet with a hint of a smile yet not a smile.

Zhao Yuannan straightened his body as if he was mentally prepared. Then he pushed the door open and said with a smile, "Eunuch!"

After closing the door, no one knew what would happen in this room, but in the recent days, the head eunuch in charge of the palace, Jiang Qingfeng, was sick. The eunuchs were all guessing that there might be someone else sitting inside the room.

It was not until dawn that Zhao Yuannan came out of his room. He straightened his clothes and quickly left. Since it was already so late, he had to return to the Qian Yuan Palace to wait upon Zhao Jing. If he asked, he wouldn't be able to answer.

After exiting the prison, Zhao Yuannan heard someone calling him from behind and unconsciously stopped. However, he saw that a servant girl had rushed over and blocked his path. Zhao Yuannan was suspicious. He looked at the woman before him and asked, "Are you calling me?"

"This servant, Chong Yu, pays his respects to Eunuch He. This servant follows the order to follow this eunuch in the future and serve this eunuch! " Her voice became lower and lower, softer and softer. It was as if she was afraid, her voice trembling slightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuannan turned his head to look at the door of the inner court proctor's office. He was at a loss for words.

Even though it was said that he would be waited on, to put it bluntly, it was just a form of surveillance! But it didn't matter. With Shuge around, he could just be a little more careful! Although someone was following him, it didn't matter for the moment. Perhaps, that person wanted to regroup. After all, everyone's thoughts were different, and their needs were also different. In the past two years, Zhao Yuannan had done a lot of work, and it was not easy for him to have his current situation.

"Chong Yu?" Zhao Yuannan frowned, "Since it's the order from the Internal Affairs Bureau, then follow me!"

"Thank you, Eunuch Xie!" Chong Yu quickly saluted.

Zhao Yuannan took a glance and saw that it was a pretty girl. Although she looked young, there seemed to be something rippling in her eyes. She looked like a stubborn girl. She seemed somewhat happy. Her slightly pale face seemed to have a dark red color that was difficult to conceal. When she raised her head to look at him, she seemed to be blushing slightly. He walked in front, followed by Chong Yu, and walked until they reached the entrance of the Qian Yuan Palace.

"The emperor doesn't like strangers swaying in front of him. Don't appear in front of the emperor if you have nothing to do." Zhao Yuannan reminded her as he walked, "Also, you're not allowed to look left and right when you enter the Qianyuan Palace, so don't look at them and talk about them! You should know that this is not a caretaker, after all. If the Emperor were to vent his anger on you, the Internal Affairs Overseer would also lose face. If anything happens, I won't be able to protect you! "

"Your servant has remembered it!" Chong Yu was very obedient.

Zhao Yuannan's footsteps were a bit hurried. When he went in, he almost bumped into Wei Shuge who came out. Luckily, Wei Shuge reacted quickly and managed to avoid the water in the basin with three twists and turns.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Wei Shuge heaved a sigh of relief. "His Majesty's up. He's having his meal right now. Be careful of him …" She couldn't help but pause for a moment, then turned to look at Chong Yu behind Zhao Yuannan, "Who is she? "Look at him, he's not from the Qian Yuan Palace!"

Chong Yu hurriedly bowed, "This servant, Chong Yu, was sent by the internal attendant to serve Eunuch He!"

The warden?

Wei Shuge handed the water basin to her underlings and exchanged a thoughtful look with Zhao Yuannan. Zhao Yuannan nodded and followed Wei Shuge to the door, leaving Chong Yu outside.

Zhao Jing chewed on the crystal cake in his mouth without batting an eyelid. He indifferently asked, "You went to the inner court disciple last night?"

Zhao Yuannan bent over with a nervous look and immediately answered, "Yes!"

Zhao Jing stared meaningfully at Zhao Yuannan.

Zhao Yuannan's heart was pounding. The emperor... Don't believe him?