The beauty of the Hou family and the king's plan

Shen Baozhao and his servant got off the carriage at the entrance of the clothing store. She first asked Qingkong to go to the teahouse to find the driver. She seemed to feel someone staring at her. But when she turned around, she didn't see any suspicious people.

The window of the elegant room on the second floor of a teahouse on Duobao Street just faced the long street. King Huai sat sideways at the tea table by the window, and from his position he could just bring Shen Baozhao into his sight.

But he couldn't be seen from downstairs. She was really alert, King Huai thought.

At Ning'an Marquis' Mansion, it was already dinner time when Shen Baozhao returned home.

After going out for a day, I was busy with work and didn't eat anything, so I asked Bixiao to serve the meal. After eating, I asked the little girl to get some hot water and took a comfortable bath.

He put on a loose gauze shirt with wide sleeves and walked slowly into the study. I got a lot of information today, so I need to take care of it.

She took out the portrait of the prince, and then pulled out a stack of rice paper, writing "Empress, Zhao Family, Zhao Langzhong Ling" on them.

He tapped the table with his pen as he wondered what would happen to the Zhao family and the prince if this matter were to be exposed.

So far, the Crown Prince has nothing to do with him. Moreover, if the Crown Prince is weak, the Fourth Prince will surely go further. This is something Bao Zhao does not want to see. So let's keep this matter secret.

After figuring it out, he felt relieved. At this time, Xiaobai flapped his wings and rushed in again, stopping in front of Shen Baozhao's desk.

Bao Zhao wanted to tease it, so she stayed still. But when it saw that Bao Zhao was still, it flew to her shoulder again. Its sharp claws grabbed her shoulder, and the veil slipped off.

Revealing the beautiful collarbone and thin bellyband straps.

Bixiao immediately stepped forward and held Xiaobai with both hands: "You flat-haired beast, have you turned into a pervert today? You actually pulled the lady's clothes."

Seeing that his life was in Bixiao's hands, Xiaobai obediently rubbed his head against her mouth.

Shen Baozhao couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. Who on earth is Xiaobai's master? How could he raise it to be so human-like?

While Bixiao was lecturing Xiaobai, she tore off the note tied to its leg and gave it to Baozhao.

When I opened it, it said "Transaction Completed".

Buy and sell? This should be about the farm left by my mother in Qinghe Village. I didn't expect my uncle to be so quick. He found a buyer so quickly?

That was the manor of the Xiao family, how could it be sold so easily? The person who dared to buy it must be someone of high status, unless he was blind, then it must have been bought by someone from the royal family.

Shen Baozhao frowned, then took out the note and replied "Thank you".

So he let Xiaobai fly away with the note. But just when Baozhao was about to take a rest, it came back with a letter from its master.

This time Bao Zhao didn’t dare tease it anymore, and he quickly took out the note and asked “Do you need help?”

It turned out that this person was afraid that she had no solution and wanted to help. But the current Shen Baozhao was no longer the naive person he was in his previous life.

Besides, she didn't know who the man behind this was. She didn't dare to rashly entrust the matter to him. She simply replied with two words, "No need."

In the Huaiwang Mansion in a corner of the imperial city, it was late at night. An Yi watched his master rubbing a piece of paper for a long time. He didn't say anything, but occasionally a smile appeared on his face.

Under the dim light, An Yi felt that he was having an illusion. Why was the cold-blooded master smiling while holding the note written by the girl?

What was written on the note? Was it a lover's letter sent by wild geese? No, that's not right. The man doesn't even know who the owner is?

Then why did the master look at the note with such gentle eyes, and even stroked Xiaobai gently when he saw him?

Occasionally, when I see the words written on it, I still laugh so wildly. Bah, bah, bah, what wildness, laughing so passionately.

It seems that the palace will soon have a mistress. With a mistress, there will soon be a young master. Just thinking about it makes me happy. This way, my father won't always ask me to urge the prince to get married as soon as possible.

An Yi grew up with Xiao Yuanhuai. An Yi's father was the leader of the guards assigned by the late emperor to be beside King Huai.

He always regarded the prince as more important than his own boys. The prince's lifelong event was the biggest thing in Lao An's mind in recent years.

But the prince has been around so many years, let alone women, not even a female mosquito. Lao An didn't dare to complain about the prince, but An Yi and his brothers would practice boxing with their father every time they went home, and they were simply Lao An's punching bags.

An Yi glanced at King Huai with resentment.

The prince received An Yi's gaze and had no idea how many thoughts were flashing through the mind of the little guard beside him. He might even have thought about asking the princess to arrange for him to have a maid after he had a mistress.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes?" King Huai asked An Yi.

An Yi shuddered and straightened his body. He must not let his master know his inner thoughts, otherwise he would be sent to the backyard to clean the toilet like An Er.

An Yi couldn't help but feel sympathy for his younger brother. He let Xiaobai deliver the letter, but he even dared to complain that Xiaobai was being treated better than him recently.

Isn't this obvious? Xiaobai is a matchmaker. It's strange that she is not treated well.

This is not the case. He can deliver a letter for the prince in the middle of the night. None of the secret guards can do this. The prince will never let a man break into the boudoir of a girl he likes in the middle of the night.

The prince is not Meng Lang's man.

Xiao Yuanhuai didn't care about An Yi's inner thoughts, but just thought that Bao Zhao was indeed a stubborn girl. The handwriting on the note was cold and kept people away.

He turned around, opened the rosewood box on the antique display shelf, and put the note in it.

The next day was a day off, and both the First and Second Masters Shen were at home.

Shen Baozhao got up very early today and took Qingkong to Chenxiang Garden to wait for him.

When Master Shen Er got up and saw her, he said distressedly, "Zhao'er, why don't you sleep a little longer today? It's not time to pay respects at Rongde Hall yet."

Seeing her father's worried look, Shen Baozhao said, "My daughter dreamed of mother yesterday, and after waking up, she couldn't fall asleep again. Thinking that father is taking a day off today, I will go to Rongde Hall with father to pay my respects."

When his daughter mentioned his deceased wife, Mr. Shen's expression softened a little.

Bao Zhao continued, "I want Dad to take his daughter to the Fahua Temple today to add some incense money to Mom's ever-burning lamp."

Master Shen Er wanted to reach out and touch the top of Shen Baozhao's head, but suddenly found that his daughter had grown much taller than his shoulders. He withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"Okay, I'll take you and your brother there today." Master Shen was pleased, and told Xia Song to arrange a carriage first, so that he could go out directly after paying his respects.

Since the second house had no mistress, Fifth Brother Shen Jie Ling lived with Second Master Shen in Chenxiang Garden. They also got up at this time, and the father and daughter went to Rongde Hall together.