Later, when I learned that she was a daughter, I could only sigh at the impermanence of the world.

Previously, she was a Ning girl, and she was a Luo woman. After that, she was the wife of the East Palace, and she was either the princess. A glass of wine is poured out, and weddings and funerals are irrelevant.

The hour of dusk has passed, the figures are scattered, and the emperor returns and the guests follow.

Out of the Prince's Mansion, Ling Mei got into the carriage, "When did you come in?" ”

The candlelight in the carriage was dim, Chu Xuan closed the book and rubbed his brows tiredly, "I just came here not long ago." ”

Ling Mei stretched out her hand and rubbed his eyebrows, looked at the name of the book, which was probably the story of the emperor and the favorite concubine, and said with a smile, "You actually like this kind of deliberate differentiation between people and ghosts?" ”

Chu Xuan only replied, "It's okay to be idle." ”

Ling Mei sat on the soft couch, but she was a little curious, "If one day, Jiangshan and beauty can only choose one of the two, what do you choose?" ”

Chu Xuan's fingertips paused for a moment, and he didn't answer, just propped his chin and looked at her sideways, the outline of his side face became more and more tough against the background of the candle flame, "I really want to know?" ”

Ling Mei kicked her shoes, hugged her knees, leaned over his shoulder, and her eyes were starry, "I don't really think about it." ”

Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes and was speechless for a long time, and the silence in the carriage was terrifying.

Chu Xuan stretched out his hand, and the woman's green silk gently fell on his fingertips, "I envy this feeling?" ”

Ling Mei was too lazy to lean on him as if she had no bones, her eyes were full of indifference from the vicissitudes of life, and her fingertips gently rubbed the yellowed scroll, "What woman doesn't want to have such a ghostly path but still live up to her feelings, let alone the infatuated imperial love?" But I'm already past that unrealistic age, and if I really want him to look at you alone, it's better to go through the trouble than to occupy that dragon chair directly. ”

Chu Xuan pinched her nose, "You dare to say it." ”

Chu Xuan gave her the file that had been investigated, "This is Elder Zhang's statement. ”

The man stretched out his slender fingers and gently turned the pages of the dossier, "This is the record of the purchase of medicinal materials by the Marquis of Anguo, and these are exactly what this prescription needs." ”

Chu Xuan turned another page, "This is the list of subordinates added by the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion, and this part is the list of subordinates added by Ning Zhiyao's courtyard. ”

Ling Mei took the file, "You mean, the prescription provided to Ning Mansion is very likely to be Zhang Lao's disciple Hua Luo?" ”

Chu Xuan: "There were rumors that Ning Chuyin was good at medical skills before, but now it seems that it is impossible to believe it, maybe she is not the one who is good at medical skills." ”

Ling Mei: "It's really a bit of trouble. ”

Ling Mei closed the file, "How is Wuyang Chu's side?" ”

Chu Xuan brushed her hair, "The road is far away, I'm afraid it will take some time to know." ”

Ling Mei looked at Chu Xuan, "How much do you control the Praetorian Guard." ”

Chu Xuan: "Half." ”

Ling Mei: "You're hiding deeply. ”

Although the emperor is old, he now looks more and more hardened, and the prince's party is becoming more and more uncontrollable, and the day when he will do it to the emperor is not far off.

Most of the people who support the emperor's faction are some young people who are new to the imperial examination and brave men from the military generals' faction, and if the prince's party can't wait, they will inevitably make a fuss about the Wu'an Hou Mansion.

The battle between the DPRK and China against Yu Lie is exactly what the mastermind behind the scenes likes to see, and it is better to be on guard as soon as possible.

The night is deep, the people are lonely, the Wu'an Hou Mansion, occasionally there are people passing by with candles, smelling a slight snoring.

There is no husband in the Hou Mansion of Wu An, it is nothing more than because the Hou of Wu An is noisy.