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

"Is he a spy from the Dali Temple?" Xiao Yuanhuai asked.

An Yi replied respectfully, "No, it was Young Master Xiao who sent the servants from Prince Yu's mansion."

That was not for official business. Prince Yu's Mansion was her maternal grandfather's home.

Could it be that Uncle Yujun Wang's idea? If so, it's better not to alert the enemy.

He told An Yi, "Tell your subordinates to be alert and not to be discovered by the people in Prince Yu's Mansion."

An Yi agreed, then stepped back and hurried to the backyard to inform An Er of the good news of his transfer.

Xiao Yuanhuai changed to a wolf-hair brush with a white jade handle, dipped it in ink, and started writing the note.

Shen Baozhao slept for quite a long time, and only woke up at dusk.

Dim sunlight leaked out obliquely from the window lattice, and a few strands fell on the sky-blue curtains.

Moving little by little until they all disappeared. Shen Baozhao lazily called Qingkong to help her get up.

"Miss, you haven't eaten for a long time. Are you hungry?" Qingkong asked while tying Shen Baozhao's hair.

Shen Baozhao was still confused. "What time is it?"

"It's the time of Shenzheng."

"It's so late, so don't put your hair in a bun. It will be too troublesome to take it down again soon."

For some reason, Shen Baozhao was in a very good mood after waking up. He also acted coquettishly with Qingkong in an intimate tone.

Qingkong laughed helplessly and said, "I, the servant, don't find it troublesome, but the young lady finds it troublesome."

The movement of his hands stopped.

"Miss, there's some chicken porridge warming up on the stove in the small kitchen. Would you like a bowl?"

Qingkong was still worried that Shen Baozhao had not eaten since last night and was afraid that her body could not take it.

At this moment, Shen Baozhao also felt a little hungry, so he asked Qingkong to bring the porridge.

The chicken porridge was at just the right temperature, and it was also served with mushrooms and green onions. It was delicious and Shen Baozhao couldn't help but salivate.

While they were eating porridge, Bixiao, who learned that Shen Baozhao had woken up, hurried over holding Xiaobai.

"Miss, Xiaobai has been here all day."

Shen Baozhao looked at Xiaobai, who had become rounder, and marveled at her.

Xiaobai seemed to feel Shen Baozhao's gaze and huddled in Bixiao's arms to reduce his presence.

He pulled out the note, opened it, and saw only four big words on it: "Be careful, Prince."

This note brought Shen Baozhao back to his thoughts, and he recalled the day when he was tricked away by the prince in the palace.

That sticky look, with its unyielding desire, gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.

The good mood that I had finally gotten was ruined in an instant. Even the porridge didn't smell good anymore.

But Shen Baozhao knew that the owner of the note had good intentions and might have received the information from the prince and wanted to remind him.

Did he learn about this incident by accident, or did he hear about it on purpose? There is a huge difference between the two.

If he could find out any news about the crown prince, this person must be someone extraordinary, and it would definitely not be something that Mei Qian and a small official from the Ministry of Revenue could do.

If it was discovered by accident, then the scope would be much wider. After all, the prince is not a crown prince who pays attention to his words and deeds.

Shen Baozhao shook his head. Since he couldn't guess it, he gave up.

He returned to the study, took out the gardenia paper, and wrote a note asking Bixiao to send Xiaobai out.

The next few days were calm.

The old uncle suddenly became paralyzed and the old lady also had been ill for a long time.

Only the eldest master of the eldest house and Shen Jiemin and his son were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

The eldest master was still unemployed at home and was unable to submit a petition to ask for the imperial physician.

If anything happens to the old uncle and the old lady, the eldest master will have to mourn and there will be no hope of reinstatement.

And the wedding of Shen Jiemin and Cui Mingzhu will be postponed.

After Tang had interrogated the old lady that day, she became quiet again as usual. She did what she had to do.

But Shen Baozhao knew that she had already written a letter and sent it to the prefectural government office of the third master of Jinling.

Aunt Lan is in the best mood these days, and she even walks with the wind.

The two families have basically reached an agreement on the marriage between Shen Jie Zhang and the daughter of the Imperial College's chief academic officer.

I will wait until the results of the Autumn Examination are announced in August before making a decision. If Shen Jie Zhang can pass the examination, it will be a double blessing.

Although Wang was still breathing hard in Yuqing Garden, the family was short of money and did not take good care of her.

She was often angered by the master, and her health became worse.

Although Shen Yan would send people to deliver some things, she herself never visited the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion again.

Now, it doesn’t matter to Shen Baozhao what happens to the eldest son.

The most important thing is the news she received: Princess Yu will take a carriage to the Fahua Temple to worship Buddha today!

After waiting for all this time, the opportunity finally came.

Shen Baozhao washed and dressed early in the morning and asked his servants to prepare the carriage.

A quarter of an hour after Princess Yu left the city, she also followed out of the city gate.

Princess Yu was old, so the carriage naturally did not dare to drive too fast. Therefore, in less than half an hour, Shen Baozhao's carriage caught up.

She was not sure what kind of existence she and her siblings held in her grandmother's mind, and did not dare to step forward rashly.

Just cross the frame and go to Fahua Temple first.

When he arrived at the Fahua Temple, he took the incense from Qingkong and first offered a stick of incense to the Princess of Nanhua County.

Shen Baozhao knelt in front of the tablet of Nanhua County Lady, his eyes full of grief and he recited silently in his heart.

"Mother, if your spirit in heaven knows, please bless your daughter's journey today and make it smooth, so that she can find out the truth behind this as soon as possible.

Please rest assured, your daughter will do everything she can to avenge you!"

Just as Shen Baozhao was immersed in endless thoughts about the Lady of Nanhua County, the sound of footsteps was heard outside.

Shen Baozhao was very alert and pulled Qingkong to a corner of the side hall.

A group of women came in from outside the door, accompanied by the monk in charge of reception.

The old lady in the lead had a head full of silver hair. Although she looked in good spirits, she looked very thin.

When walking, you need to rely on the dragon-headed cane in your hand.

There was another noble lady accompanying him, and a personal maidservant beside him, while the maids stayed outside the hall.

The monk in charge of reception led the old lady to the tablet of the Princess of Nanhua County.

At the old lady's signal, the old maid following behind handed the food box in her hand to the monk in charge of reception.

A plate of exquisite three-fresh lotus cakes was placed in front of the memorial tablet, stacked layer upon layer, shaped like a lotus.

The old nanny wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and said to the tablet: "Miss, the princess is here to see you.

I also brought you your favorite lotus cake, which the princess asked me to make early in the morning."

It turned out that the old lady was the Princess of Yu County. Shen Baozhao, who was in the side hall, could hear the movements in the main hall clearly.

The Princess of Yu and her entourage all had sad looks on their faces, and two women supported her on each side, fearing that she would be too sad.

The dragon-headed crutch fell to the ground with a 'bang' and Princess Yu's eyes were filled with turbid tears.

He covered his chest with his hands, gasping for breath, and collapsed on the lady behind him.

Everyone was panicking and surrounding Princess Yu. Someone ran out to ask for the abbot of Fahua Temple.

Shen Baozhao saw from afar that Princess Yu's face turned green and thought to himself that something was wrong.

He hurried over and shouted, "Everyone disperse quickly and lay the patient flat on the ground."