We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

Ye Qingran's prediction was accurate. Within a few days, the third prince sent an invitation and wanted to have a meal with them at the Zhanran Building.

Normally, she didn't want to agree, but she was ready at this time, and it was necessary for them to get close to the third prince, gain his trust, and obtain some key information.

Now that the second prince is gone, the third prince can be regarded as the sole leader of the family. He is the biggest obstacle to Chu Qingyun's rise to power.

As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in every battle.

Only by figuring out what the third prince is thinking and what he wants to do can they make corresponding plans based on his thoughts.

In order to clear away the suspicion on himself more quickly, Ye Qingran asked Chu Qingyun to set the place to eat at the "home" they had prepared in advance.

According to the information she sent out, they lived in an old house in the corner of the capital. They had fled all the way and were lucky enough to meet a noble man who gave them some money so that they could settle in a place like the capital.

When the third prince arrived at their residence, he saw a dilapidated house. The ground was not paved with stone slabs. Maybe it was because of the heavy night dew. The soil on the ground was a little wet. After taking a few steps, it stuck to the soles of his shoes. He frowned slightly.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with such an environment, he did not show it directly. He just said: "It's really wronging you to live in such a place. If you need any help, you can come to me and I will be happy to help you." .”

Chu Qingyun shook his head: "How dare you bother His Highness? I just hope His Highness won't dislike it."

Hearing the title from his mouth, the third prince understood that they already knew his identity, but he did not worry about why they were not polite. Instead, he felt that it was better this way. Only when the relationship is close can they be considered friends.

When he was sitting on the dark wooden bench and saw the boiled water in the cup on the table, he twitched his eyebrows and hesitantly suggested: "It's rare to get together today, why don't we go to Zhairanlou for dinner? I’m treating you so that my sister-in-law won’t have to cook for us when she’s sick.”

After he finished speaking, he added, "Of course, don't get me wrong. I don't dislike it, I'm just embarrassed to let my sister-in-law cook in person."

Chu Qingyun thought for a moment and nodded: "It's okay, I'm also a little worried about his health. But His Highness can't pay for the meal, so I'll pay for it."

"Brother An, there's no need to be polite to me. I invited you to dinner, so naturally it's my turn to treat you."

The third prince stood up and said, "Don't refuse me anymore. As friends, I deserve this face."

Seeing that he could not evade it, Chu Qingyun could only nod his head honestly: "Then thank you Your Highness. It is our husband and wife's honor to have dinner with His Highness."

The third prince couldn't stay in this shabby place for a moment. He took the lead and walked out, saying as he walked: "Anyway, now that we are friends, we can just put those identities aside and enjoy ourselves."

The three of them arrived at the Zhanran House together. The third prince was still praising the food and wine in the Zhanran House, and then asked the waiter to choose a private room and order a table of good wine and food.

Ye Qingran had reminded the waiter a long time ago that they would bring people over for dinner, and also told him his plan, so the waiter didn't show anything unusual at this time.

After sitting down in the private room, the third prince relaxed.

If he were really allowed to eat in such a dilapidated environment, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to take a bite, and it would be an embarrassing situation by then.

During the meal, the third prince chatted with Chu Qingyun for a few words, and then began to test Ye Qingran's identity by asking how long they had been married.

But Ye Qingran was very well prepared. He asked for a long time, but there was no difference from what he found out, and there was no flaw in it.

He even wondered if he was thinking too much.

But when he looked at Ye Qingran's eyebrows again, he felt that he was still so suspicious.

Feeling tangled in his heart, he became a little depressed, so he pulled Chu Qingyun to drink a few more drinks, and only said goodbye to the two of them when he was about to get drunk.

In the palace, Concubine Xian was leaning on a soft couch, covered with a tiger fur blanket, and a brazier not far from the couch was burning brightly.

A maid took Tang Pozi's place and gave it to her, and said respectfully: "Concubine Xian, please warm your hands."

Concubine Xian then sat up and asked, "Has the information that was investigated a few days ago been found?"

"Yes, but we only found out that Prime Minister Liu often went to Zhaoranlou to eat, and nothing else was found."

"That's all you found?"

Concubine Xian frowned slightly, "Well, this person Liu Xiang said before was the second prince, and now he is said to be the third prince. It is not an easy thing to think about, but the dyeing house needs to be investigated carefully."

"Yes, I will take care of it later."

The maid bowed her head and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for your Majesty to come to court."

After her reminder, Concubine Xian became a little more energetic: "Help me up and change my clothes. I am going to the imperial garden."

"Yes."

After dressing up carefully, Concubine Xian took her maid and went straight to the back garden. Without any hesitation, she stopped in front of Fengxue Pavilion.

It was snowing at this time, and the maid held an umbrella for her and brushed the snow off her body.

After she stood still, she said: "There is no need to hold an umbrella for me, step aside."

After saying that, she took off her fox fur cloak and handed it to her maid, and then looked at the snow falling from the sky and began to dance.

She had won the favor with one dance before, but there were too many capable women in this palace, and her one dance alone was not enough to capture the hearts of men.

In the past, she would fight for every opportunity to get along with His Majesty, but now she won't, because she knows that a man's heart will never stay in one place, and it is just thankless for her to do that.

And her Majesty would only stop for a moment when she suddenly remembered him after not seeing him for a long time.

This is why she dances in the cold wind.

Soon, the emperor's voice suddenly sounded: "Why is my beloved concubine dancing in such cold weather?"

Hearing this voice, Concubine Xian stopped, with a somewhat aggrieved expression: "I have met Your Majesty. I originally felt that the room was stuffy and wanted to come out for some air. As soon as I came out, I saw such snow, and I thought of you and Your Majesty." The situation when we first met.”

She shed tears as she spoke, "It was snowing like this that day, and I danced the same dance. However, I haven't seen Your Majesty for a long time..."

"My dear concubine, are you blaming me?"

Concubine Xian wiped away her tears and hugged the emperor: "No, I just miss your majesty. When your majesty is not here, I feel very lonely, and my heart is as cold as the ice and snow. Only now that I see your majesty, my concubine's My heart just warmed up a bit."

Her tone was very aggrieved and soft, which made the emperor feel itchy.