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After nightfall, Wen Yingsu, who came back from work, lit a small lamp in the room, opened the windows again, and posted on the wind-like paper outside the window.

People are in the deep palace, and there are not many things that can be used as pastimes on weekdays.

Wen Yingsu had expected it before entering the palace, so she bought several copies of the calligraphy and brought it in.

At this time, she put her full feelings in this hand, and combed the foggy past in her heart while writing.

Yao Xue's words, Wei Chengqin's words, the information they inadvertently revealed, although extremely limited, were all precious clues in her opinion.

It's just that the more clues she learns, the harder it is to tell the truth from the fake.

This was a big surprise to her.

If the crown prince is really not a person who must compete with each other and does not distinguish between good and evil, as Yaoxue said, coupled with his steady and calm handling of things, it seems unlikely that he will poison her father.

It's just that many people say that the prince hides his heart very deeply on weekdays, so it's really hard to judge whether he will do this to outsiders.

Yes, how could she easily figure out the mind of the crown prince, who grew up in politics and maneuvered in the court where the organs were exhausted?

The fragrance of ink permeates the room, the beautiful and atmospheric words are written one by one under her pen, the fragrance of flowers wafting outside the window, her worries, determination and original intention, as well as the hesitation and expectation of the unknown future, are intertwined in this dark night mixed with the heat and the fragrance of flowers.

She learned yesterday that the crown prince would return to Beijing in the near future.

Whether there will be new progress in the truth of the matter, perhaps the most critical person is still him.

Ying Su hesitated slightly, wrote the words "Zhao Yuliang" on the white paper, and after writing it once, she didn't feel that it was enough, so she wrote it a second and third times, and before she knew it, half of the paper was full of his name.

Her face flushed and her heart beat faster as she wrote like this, and she didn't notice it, she was still writing.

Slowly, her original worries and uneasiness disappeared, and her mood became extremely calm.

This calm surprised her.

In just two quarters of an hour, a piece of paper was full.

Yingsu gently put down the pen and looked at the name on the paper.

Suddenly, Wen Yingsu's heart hurt like being cut by a knife, and she didn't have the courage to look at his name again.

This night, which was so quiet that it made people panic, this undeserved emotion, made her mood extremely complicated.

She picked up the pen again, swiped the ink and scribbled heavily on the names, and in a moment they were obscured by a cloud of black ink.

At this time, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the stool with red eyes.

On 12 May, Prince Zhao Yuliang and his entourage returned to Hebei, which borders the capital.

As early as on the way back to Beijing, he had received the secret letter written to him by Empress Jingzhuang.

He knew about the ballad.

This happened during his absence from the capital, and the spearhead was pointed at him, which happened to make him suspicious. Zhao Yuliang understood that this incident was most likely a man-made conspiracy, and the spearhead was obviously directed at him.

And the people who will be involved in this matter -- the emperor and him, and their attitudes towards this matter will directly determine the direction of the development of the situation.

He immediately secretly sent people from the eastern and southern camps to lurk outside the palace gate, and sent people to send letters to his teachers, Miyazawa Tetsu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and his mother, Empress Jingzhuang, informing them of the specific time of his arrival in Beijing.

Mr. Zhao did not discuss the matter with the five officials who accompanied him, so they had no knowledge of it.

Perhaps it was the severe lack of sleep during the disaster relief that led to the decline of resistance, or perhaps it was the tiring travel along the road and the two rains yesterday, when the group reached the border with Hebei, Zhao Yuliang developed a high fever.

During this period, although he drank Chinese herbal soup, it had little effect.

"Your Highness, do you want to let Zai Xia rush back to the palace first to invite the imperial doctor?" One of the prince's personal attendants asked.

From here it takes half a day to ride to the capital, so the attendants can rush back before dark.

But the prince shook his head.

He was a person who had a strong tolerance for physical pain, so he didn't pay attention to such minor illnesses and pains, and he didn't want the emperor and queen to know about his fever.

From childhood to adulthood, the crown prince Zhao Yuliang never invited favors and reported worries in front of his parents, as if he never needed father's love, mother's love and pity.

The attendants had no choice but to obey.

So the group continued to move at the same speed.

But when the group arrived at the outskirts of the capital, the prince was not only dizzy, but also confused and had convulsions all over his body.

Apparently, he has burned a lot.

No matter how strong it is, it will be self-suffering.

So Zhao Yuliang ordered the team to stop and rest.

His personal attendants hurriedly applied a towel soaked in cold water to his forehead and borrowed a local resident's stove to make him a bowl of medicinal soup.

After drinking the medicinal soup, Zhao Yuliang felt better, so he ordered all the personnel to move on.

The group arrived at the capital when the sun was setting in the west.

After receiving the prince's secret letter, Queen Jingzhuang ordered the kitchen to cook a few of the prince's favorite dishes, and prepared to have dinner with the prince tonight.

After all, she hadn't eaten with the prince for nearly two months.

On the emperor's side, when he learned the news that the crown prince had returned to the noon gate, his expression was the same as before, and he only lightly instructed Gonggong Zhang: "Let him come to see me first." ”

Peng Wentao and Liu Yan, who were accompanying the cabinet scholars, thought that the prince's performance in Sichuan disaster relief was so good, and his reputation in the local area was so high, and now it could be regarded as a triumphant return, and the emperor should personally go out to greet him, even if the emperor did not personally greet him, he should have sent someone to greet him, but he didn't expect that the reality was that there was not even a figure to greet him.

The more they thought about it, the more they felt puzzled and aggrieved, and they couldn't help but look at the prince.

But seeing that the prince looked as usual and walked briskly, he didn't seem to take this kind of thing to heart at all.

They were immediately relieved.

Anyway, I finally returned safely, and I will soon be able to reunite with my relatives, so don't worry too much about those forms of things.

When he entered the palace gate, the crown prince was told that the emperor was waiting for him and the five accompanying officials in the Qianqing Palace.

The crown prince took these five officials and went straight to the Qianqing Palace.

When they knelt down and saluted the emperor, the emperor's eyes were fixed on the crown prince Zhao Yuliang.

Perhaps because of the long exposure to the scorching sun, the prince's original fair complexion has now turned bronze, and he has lost a lot of weight.

The emperor suddenly felt a little distressed, so when the prince finished saluting, he said: "The prince has worked hard. Then he motioned for the prince and the five officials to take their seats.

After sitting down, the crown prince began to report to the emperor.

The emperor nodded as he listened.

After the crown prince finished reporting, other officials also reported to the emperor in turn.

The emperor listened intently.

After these people finished reporting, the emperor smiled and said, "The crown prince and all of you Aiqing have performed very well this time, especially the crown prince, I am very happy for you." ”

The prince hurriedly thanked him.

After the praise, the emperor said, "I will reward you in the court tomorrow." ”

The six of them hurriedly knelt down to thank them.

The emperor smiled and stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be even, and said, "It's not early, the five Aiqing will go back first." Then he said to the prince, "The prince will stay first, and I will have something to say to you." ”