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Before they had even reached the Caixie Palace gate, Wang Quan and Xiao Luzi had already rushed over, "I've troubled Young Mistress to take quick steps. Your Majesty has already been waiting for a long time."

Wang Quan wanted to say something but stopped himself. His tone was not as respectful as usual, instead, it was somewhat anxious. Xiao Luzi was even more ashen-faced, looking as if a great disaster was about to befall him.

Knowing that the situation was not good, he gathered his strength and asked, "May I know what matter Your Majesty wishes for me to ask Eunuch Wang to welcome you with?" "This …" Wang Quan paused for a moment. "Young Mistress will know once we enter."

Unexpectedly, Imperial Noble Consort, Noble Consort Ling and Ya Bei were all sitting in the palace. The Imperial Noble Consort's expression was respectful and emotionless, but she had the bearing of a young lady from a noble family. She was just fiddling with a Jade hairpin flower.

Noble Consort Ling, on the other hand, was brimming with pride. Qing seemed to be waiting to see a good show from me as he said with a smile that was not a smile, "Little sister, you really made us wait!"

On the other hand, Ya Bei, Chuchu, on the other hand, took a sip. Lying powerless in Xuanyuan's arms, she looked at me in disbelief.

"To make all Emperor's sisters wait, Wanqing is guilty." She forced herself to calm down. The more critical things were, the more she couldn't panic. Her gaze swept across Xuanyuan Zhenbiao's clearly defined face.

A trace of distress and disbelief was concealed between his brows. He also seemed to be hesitating. He stared at a corner of the hall with empty eyes, feeling extremely anxious.

Since there was nowhere to run, why should I speak first? "Is it just something that worries the Emperor?"

"Doesn't little sister know?" The imposing aura of the Noble Consort Ling was overpowering, and it was only after changing that she started to feel proud of herself. She said aggressively, "Does little sister recognize this?"

Qing Ning, the servant girl who was right behind her, quickly handed her a red lacquer tray with a butterfly inside. He couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this the same trick I used to win the wind by giving a prince or princess a kite to relieve their boredom!? How could it be in Imperial Concubine Ling's hands?

"But do they look familiar?" Xuan Yuan suddenly asked, "Tell me, did this kite come from you?" Xuanyuan did my best to suppress my anger, but I still felt very uncomfortable. For whatever reason, how could he question me like this?

Am I that unbearable in his heart?

"Little sister, don't worry, just watch carefully." On the other hand, the Imperial Noble Consort spoke in a gentle tone to ease the situation, "This is a serious matter, we cannot let this matter go to waste and let it go to waste."

Two steps at a time, I hurried to pick up the thousands of kite carefully from the front and back. Both the colors and styles were exactly the same. My tongue went numb for a moment, and I couldn't tell.

"You have nothing to say, right? Then your little sister will admit that framing the Fourth Prince and causing an abortion for Master Sun were all your masterpieces! " Noble Consort Ling's every word was like a heart-piercing sword, making it hard for me to dodge.

"It just so happens that Yun Long is here too. You have come to recognize this kite as your plaything that day." The Noble Consort Ling pointed the spearhead at Fourth Prince, Yun Long glanced at the Emperor and walked in front of me.

I hesitated for a moment, then handed him the kite. "I have a plan." Yun Long, just tell the truth. " Xuan Yuan could not wait any longer. "This Emperor wants to know the truth."

"It does look similar to the kite I am playing with. I can't tell if it's real or not." Yun Long glanced at the kite, then said to Xuanyuan, "I only believe that Mother Shan has no other intentions."

"Oh?" Xuan Yuan smiled. "Then I'll have to ask your mother."

"Your majesty." I solemnly called out: "Even if this kite was created by Wanqing, what does it mean?" She tried to suppress her anger, trying to sound more tactful.

Xuanyuan Wentian did not speak, but Noble Consort Ling continued, "What does it mean? Wasn't little sister pretending to be ignorant! "See you later, but choose the time to send your autumn chrysanthemums in the garden."

The Noble Consort Ling spoke as she took a step towards me: "You have always been on good terms with Ya Bei, how could you not know that she is Huajia. Even though she knew that she would be in trouble due to the presence of the emperor, she chose a kite to send to the princes and princesses. Fourth Prince and the eighth prince's daughter were both in the Shang Guan. You know how to calculate, and coincidentally Yun Long happened to be the executioner. "