I stood at the gate of the Sealand Palace, watching the majestic imperial city entrenched in front of me, like a sleeping beast.

The goalkeeper has not yet been rotated, but it has reached the end of the shift.

This means that the same people who let me out of the palace today are the same people who welcomed me in.

I slowly approached and handed over the baggage.

In the corner of the long street, I have found a hiding place and changed my clothes.

Now what I wear on my body is still the clothes taken from the Lin De Hall when I go out in the morning, and there are occasional people who go out of the palace around me, most of them empty-handed.

Those who have come back with baggage like me will have to wait patiently in line for inspection.

This kind of people, to be honest, are not much, maybe everyone is used to the rules of the palace, when I go out in the morning, I still see a few people carrying the same burden as me, after finishing things, when I go back to the palace now, there are a lot fewer such people.

I wonder if they didn't care about the set of clothes they brought out to change, and they didn't know if they were going to take care of it when they were done.

I didn't meet the people of the Lin De Hall who bumped into me at the gate of the palace in the morning, and occasionally I saw a person who occasionally passed by in the same clothes, and even the face was unfamiliar.

The guards scrutinized it, pinching the things I had bought for a few people in the garden.

After the inspection, you can finally enter the door.

I followed the crowd slowly towards the palace, crossed the straight avenue facing the palace gate, and scattered to the place where I came.

At this moment, I was amazed by the few people who came in quickly from the gate of the palace, these people almost drove straight in, and they were all wearing the clothes of the Lin De Palace.

I was about to make out if it was the faces I remembered in the morning. These people never slowed down, and they passed by like a gust of wind.

Those who didn't have time to avoid it were even taken by the corners of their clothes.

These wind-like men, the direction of departure is naturally towards the Lin De Palace.

I stood still, and when I had calmed down, I heard the sound of whispered conversation in the crowd.

"Sister, have you ever been to the market?"

"I heard that today's market is very lively. Isn't it almost the end of the holidays? There are a lot more pedestrians in the city."

"Go, the beauty asked me to go to the market to buy some snacks for him."

"There is not the best dim sum chef in the palace in the imperial dining room, how can a beautiful woman think of eating things outside the palace."

I follow the prestige. It was a palace maid who was stopped by the guards at the gate of the palace just now, like me, carrying a burden.

She smiled at the one who asked and said, "You don't know this, don't say it's a beauty, it's Your Majesty, and occasionally you have to go outside the palace to buy sex food."

"The things in the palace are good, but they don't smell like that."

The little palace maid was puzzled: "Dim sum is not all salty. Sweet, sweet, what's the weird taste?"

"Hey, even if I told you, you don't understand. When you stay in the palace for a few more years, you will understand what your sister means."

The little palace maid who asked really pouted and said, "I don't understand, a few time-honored dim sum in the national capital. I've gone from snacks to big ones, and where can I compare to the fineness of the imperial dining room in the palace."

The two of us were on the same road for a short time. Soon they turned into the path in the forest and walked in the direction of the southwest corner of the Sealand Palace.

I searched in my memory, and the conversation between the two of them revealed that the little palace maid who was questioned was someone who came in at the same time, and I didn't seem to have such a person in my impression.

But looking at her appearance is very ordinary, as usual, there should be an impression.

There is a reason here, because nine out of ten of the girls selected by the yamen of the national capital city are beauties, so when I came in, I looked a little eye-catching, because my true face was disguised and replaced with this ordinary face.

The girl was mediocre, but I couldn't remember her as a person.

I have to go back and ask Qingzhi when I give gifts, if there are other ways for newcomers to come in the palace.

As for the southwest corner, I heard that there are several beauties living in a concentrated area, and their status is naturally not comparable to He Yanzhi, and it is much lower than Su Xun.

I didn't have a chance to go there, so I didn't know what kind of person they were talking about.

For a moment, I wondered, even if it was the empress's harem, what was the difference between it and any other patriarchal country?

Even if someone dies, he may not be able to see the empress for the second time, except when he enters the palace for selection.

With this in mind, I couldn't help but stop for a moment as I walked past the lake, watching the lake wrinkle in the cold wind of early winter, sparkling in the evening afterglow, bathing in the cold wind, my mood gradually calmed down.

But the thought that flashed on the long street before came to my mind more clearly, and this time, many details were remembered by me.

Even included the scene of the fire in the treasury of the palace that night, as well as the face of He Yanzhi in the flow of people walking back at dawn.

I remembered his conversation with me by the lake, I remembered what I had seen and heard when I infiltrated the bamboo garden of the Lin Tak Temple, and I remembered his dormitory with an unusual smell

I thought of it all, but I missed the stroke of God, the stroke that could connect all of them.

In whose hands is this one?

There is only one person for the answer - He Yanzhi!

There was silence in the bamboo garden, except for the tea that came to deliver the tea and left in a hurry. [,！ No one has disturbed him all afternoon.

He Yanzhi sat in front of the window, looking at the empty and silent bamboo garden outside the window, and his heart was also empty.

The aroma of tea in the cup lingered, He Yanzhi put down the teacup, heard the movement in the distance, and suddenly stood up.

Almost three steps and two steps, when he arrived in the bamboo garden, he finally met the person he was expecting.

For today's tracking, he sent out even the most reliable hidden guard around him.

"Huang Guijun, Miss Xiaoling is back, she is at the gate of the palace at the moment, she has completed the inspection, and she is walking towards this side."

He Yanzhi smiled at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and said in a gentle tone: "It's hard work."

The person who was hidden in the guard was suddenly dumbfounded, and looked up at He Yanzhi in disbelief, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

How many times have you been sent out on a mission. He had ever heard his master say thank you.

With his hands hanging down at his side, he scratched the corners of his clothes in a panic, and finally stabilized himself and accepted this rare kindness.

In the next second, he suddenly saw Huang Guijun turn around and stare at him.

The hidden guard looked at He Yanzhi's eyes, and he was apprehensive, and thanked him. What's wrong with that?

He Yanzhi asked in a low voice, "What did you just say?" She's heading here?"

The hidden guard hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes. The subordinates are not mistaken, it is indeed in the direction of the Lin De Palace, we are here."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yanzhi had already left!

Qing Zhi waited outside the house for the words to spread. Once again, the flaccid nerves tensed with the footsteps that followed behind them.

She didn't have to look to know who that person was.

One after the other entered the main building of Penglai Pavilion, Qingzhi had the first opportunity to look at the study of the National Teacher.

"Master Guoshi," Qing Zhi knelt on the ground. The empress who followed behind her spoke first, "You just stand here."

"Yes. 陛xià." Qingzhi played a drum in her heart, and she could stand still.

On the couch behind the screen, there was a slight movement, and it seemed that the person who was lying down got up.

The empress moved and was about to pass. But I don't know what I care, and I stayed where I was, and that's not all. And he was very unwilling to retreat a distance, until he walked out of the curtain.

"These days. Thank you for the herbs."

What Qing Zhi heard was an extremely pleasant soft voice like a trickle of clear water, and she heard it before she saw anyone.

She was in a trance for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she quickly knelt down again.

The person behind the screen said with a faint smile: "I came to you to ask if you would like to come to the main building?"

Qing Zhi raised her head and looked at the person behind the screen in shock, unable to say a word.

She had thought of many possibilities, but she could never have imagined that it would be like this!!

Come to the main building and wait with the National Teacher?

The huge shock was accompanied by joy, which made her whole body flutter, and her body trembled with joy.

How is that possible? How so?

Qingzhi couldn't understand the joints at all, she only knew that she was so happy that she couldn't help herself!!

Come to the main building! Come to the main building! Come to the side of the National Teacher!

She was a little incoherent, and her instinctive reaction was to deal with the usual rhetoric of the reward in the palace, Qingzhi didn't dare to monopolize the credit, and said: "It's not just me who contributed to the other people in the flower garden, for example, the herbs sent by Xiaoling last time were picked by her when she got up before dawn."

There was an irrepressible cough behind the screen, and the national teacher slowed down but was silent and did not answer.

It was at this time that the empress walked into the room and said anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Turning her head to face Qing Zhi, the coldness in the empress's eyes was enough to make her legs weak with horror!

When has Qing Zhi seen such an empress, the oncoming coercion made her unable to move, she lost her strength, and subconsciously sat down on the ground.

The joy that has just risen is like the dew of the sun, which is slowly evaporated, and the joy that has just sprouted is eaten away little by little.

The person leaning on the couch behind the screen opened his mouth again and asked gently, "You don't want to?"

Qingzhi gritted her teeth, didn't dare to look at the empress anymore, tried to sit up straight, and said with red eyes: "The returning teacher is unwilling."

As soon as the words came out, she suddenly felt that the pressure was reduced a lot in an instant!

After a while, the national teacher behind the screen lamented: "I do lack a person here who cares for flowers and plants, I am not thoughtful, and it is indeed not suitable for you to come here as the manager of the flower garden."

Behind the screen, he smiled slightly and said, "Since that's the case, why don't you let the person you said, the palace maid named Xiaoling, come to me."

(PS: It's hard to sacrifice rest time to code words, and the body is tired. Friends are happy to see it.,Please support the genuine version.,By the way, you want the plot to be powerful.,Please give me some motivation :) (To be continued)