"Master, it's getting late, can you rest?" Qiu Yan is very distressed, since he left Shoukang Palace, the master has been looking at the account books and dialing the abacus for several days.

She brought a bowl of health medicine soup that she took before she went to bed, and looked eagerly at the beauty under the lamp.

It was pitch black outside, and it was the only palace with a lamp.

Lan Shuying put the pen on the ceramic pen shelf, her soul strength is high, and she will never forget it, so she doesn't feel messy after reading so many accounts.

It's just that Queen Ji's body is unreliable, which makes her feel sore in the back of her neck and uncomfortable waist.

Fortunately, with the help of Qiu Yan's skillful hands, it will soon be much more comfortable.

The Queen Mother handed over the account book to her, if she wants to say that there is no conspiracy, who will believe it?

But Lan Shuying was sure to get her.

Because the plot of the toffee theft is very complete, especially about the time schedule, it is very detailed.

In response to these, she has been prepared for a long time.

The turmoil ahead didn't hurt her muscles and bones, and it was soon time to fight back, and the best thing was that she didn't actually need to do anything, she was well prepared, and now she just had to wait.

Lan Shuying took a closer look at the surrounding corners and said strangely: "What about the big flower?" ”

Qiu Yan: Was the master fascinated by that ugly cat spirit?

The wild goose was aggrieved, wanted to cry, and wanted to throw the cat.

She replied in a very low mood: "Dahua is asleep, and she has already let people hug her to warm up the pavilion." ”

Feeling that the master was going to ask again, Qiu Yan's mouth pursed higher, and she replied sullenly: "It's very full, it's very warm, and it doesn't leak or vomit, so the master can rest assured." ”

Lan Shuying was amused by her: "I'm not at ease with it, but now I'm not at ease with you, what are you angry with a cat?" ”

She blew on the page she had just finished and put it on a shelf to dry.

"Tomorrow, you send this insight to Shoukang Palace, and say that the account books have been read, because the positions of each palace have not changed, and they will still be arranged according to the money that her old man proposed last month."

"It's just that the noble people of Shun are frightened, and it is hard to conceive a dragon fetus...... Pick out half of the things that don't violate the rules here in the main palace and add them to her. ”

Qiu Yan listened carefully and should go down.

"In this way, the Queen Mother should not be difficult for the master anymore."

"It's just that it's not difficult for us for the time being, and we won't know about it in the future. The day before yesterday, you were asked to find a way to contact the people of the Heart Cultivation Temple, how was it? ”

Qiu Yan lowered her head in shame.

Lan Shuying doesn't need to watch it to know, it's no play.

The Palace of Nourishing Heart is the base camp of Wen Xuanwang, where it is all there to review and rehearse, meet with important ministers, and talk about important military affairs, including reading and leisure.

If he is late, he will rest in the Temple of Nourishing Hearts that day.

In such an important place, the people who serve there are confidants, and no one can buy them away.

Counting the days before Lan Shuying returned to the palace and on the road, the emperor had not stepped into the harem for more than 20 days.

But except for the first few days when he took "sick leave", he was not absent again after the last day.

It's just avoiding the harem.

This shows that, as in the plot - Wen Xuanwang's body is unconscious, and Cui He, the chief eunuch of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and several important ministers in the court have reached a consensus, and they have found a puppet to temporarily replace him, so as not to cause confusion.

Since she is a puppet, of course she doesn't dare to touch Wen Xuanwang's woman.

Recently, there have been many complaints in the harem, and some people are waiting for the sound of Chun'en car in the evening, even if it is the sound of Long Yuan passing by.

Apparently there is no gain.

"I have to find a way to ......"

Lan Shuying glanced at the tuft of black and white hair on the threshold.

"Bengong remembers that the one who went to the palace to announce the decree at that time was named Zhang Ping, if only I could find him......" she sighed, "Bengong took a nap when he was extremely tired today, and he actually dreamed that His Majesty had an accident." ”

Dahua, who was hiding behind the threshold and eavesdropping, suddenly shuddered.

"It's hard to feel at ease if you can't face the saint."

After saying this, Lan Shuying deliberately hung Dahua's heart, and did not say that she planned to do so, and fell asleep after a while.

She didn't let the lights go out that night, and the candles kept bright.

A hairy ball that had been used as a footpad slipped into the room along the threshold, and with great difficulty climbed onto the table, and with great difficulty two paws fixed the brush in the middle, and began to write on the paper.

……

"Yikes!"

Lan Shuying was still in the tent when she heard Qiu Yan's exclamation.

She knew it, but she pretended to be puzzled and asked Qiu Yan what was going on.

Qiu Yan held the piece of paper in front of her.

I saw a few lines of crooked small characters written on it, which were not out of order for a beginner.

Basically, it's all connected, like a pen being dragged on a piece of paper.

Many of the strokes are not turned in place, and an ugly large ink dot pops up from time to time at the pause of the brush.

The most revealing feature of the writer's identity is a white fluff on the edge of the paper.

- Because the paper was torn through a tear, this hair was caught in the middle of the rip.

Lan Shuying held back a smile and hid the cat hair in the palm of her hand.

She feigned seriousness and said, "Ridiculous! How could such a thing appear in the sleeping place of the main palace! ”

Outside.

Dahua, who was sleepy in the cat nest, trembled and felt weak, so she quickly turned her back to this side.

Qiu Yan was also very angry and wanted to investigate, but was stopped by Lan Shuying on the grounds that she was silent.

And it's really useful.

Wen Xuanwang worked hard to write so much, he was teaching her how to win Zhang Ping's trust, as well as Zhang Ping's top boss, the chief eunuch Cui He.

"Do you see?"

Lan Shuying asked Qiu Yan, "If it's no problem, you can go now, let the person who is not on duty come over tonight, be careful, don't be seen by others." ”

Qiu Yan understood: "The slave maid brought a cup of ginseng and chicken soup, pretending to be to deliver the soup to His Majesty, so as not to make people suspect the master!" ”

"Smart girl, go quickly."

Dahua breathed a sigh of relief, still lying on her side on the layers of blankets.

A small stone blue quilt covers the cat's body, revealing only a small furry head.

The little milk cat is sleepy, and the big flower has an adult's soul in her body, and she usually endures not to sleep in order to listen to a little more news.

I did a big project last night, where can I survive now?

Little by little, the little black and white head is about to fall asleep.

Wen Xuanwang didn't know:

The woman behind the desk who seemed to be busy with her accounts had actually been watching him.

He slept this time, and finally reached the turning point of the plot.

……

Wen Xuanwang seemed to have had a strange dream.

He dreamed that he had become an ugly and weak kitten, and he was despised with all the contempt.

The minions, who were not qualified to face the saint at all, used the most vicious language to mock him, and from time to time stood in front of the cage and pointed at him and talked about it.

He even heard the two eunuchs discussing whether to cut off his food and give the milk to the other prettier cats, because no master would look down on such a stumbling cat anyway.

Licentious! These dog minions! ……

Wen Xuanwang didn't feel angry, and suddenly sat up!

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