The group rested for a while and then returned to the palace, Hongyu asked the emperor for his life, and then guarded the imperial tomb and guarded the spirit of Concubine Mei to repay the favor. Jingtan was moved by her feelings for her mother, but she was reluctant to give up on her, and persuaded her a few times, but she had made up her mind, so she had to rely on her.

During the wake, Jingtan eats and stays in the Chenghuan Palace, and the first silence is also chanted in the main hall, and there is little rest. They each did their own thing, and they didn't communicate much, and when he knelt at night, he would always bring a cup of ginger tea to Sanskrit, and then the warm current would spread throughout his body.

Often when Jing Tan went to the vigil, the first silence was only finished, because he couldn't find any opportunity to thank him, so he could only raise a smile at him when he met head-on, and he also hooked his lips towards her as if he had received it, bowing his head slightly, in the cold Chenghuan Palace, Jing Tan felt that it was the only trace of warmth.

The emperor came a few times, and later people spread the word that they were afraid of touching the scene and causing people to be sad, so they stopped coming to see it. Jing Tan didn't blame him, she could calm down and think about it these days, over the years, the heart of the mother concubine has been chasing her father, but the heart of the father is not in the mother concubine, so many years of glory and wealth I think it is for guilt, maybe the father and the emperor also have a trace of friendship for the mother concubine, but this friendship is too insignificant for an emperor. She was also upset for her mother, and her mother said that she did not regret it, for a husband who was not in her heart, was it worth it?

Soon after Mei Guifei's funeral, it entered autumn, the weather gradually cooled down, and every time the summer and autumn seasons changed, Jingtan would cough and attack, which was a disease brought out by her mother's womb.

On this day, Jingtan was painting in his room, and at night, Ah Hengping withdrew from everyone and took out the booklet from the dining room.

"It's worthy of Ah Heng, I'll say you can handle this matter!"

He said nervously on the side: "The princess quickly flips through it, and the slave still has to return the booklet." ”

The booklet is written on the records of Zhaorong Pavilion's medicinal diet over the years, and on July 16 of the third year of the Celestial Dynasty, the mandarin root was sent to Zhaorong Pavilion with medicinal food; On August 16, the mandarin root blended medicinal food was sent to Zhaorong Pavilion....and then it was the record of the medicine delivery of Chen Niangzi out of the palace this year, year after year, without omission.

She looked at the food delivery record of the cold palace again: on March 16 of the seventh year of the Celestial Empire, the mandarin root mixed with medicinal food was sent to the cold palace; On April 16, the mandarin root mixed with medicinal food was sent to the cold palace....

"Has the emperor been sending medicine to the cold palace all these years?"

Ah Heng touched the booklet and said, "Your Highness, this ink is not right, the booklet of the Cold Palace is obviously newer than that of Zhaorong Pavilion..."

Jing Tan looked at the booklet of the cold palace again, and sniffed it closely, this paper does not feel as old as the Zhaorong Pavilion, and even the ink is not as good as the Chen of the Zhaorong Pavilion, if it is said that the days are not as long as the book, compared to the record of Zhaorong Pavilion this year, it is only the same as the ink of this year. Could it be that the booklet of the cold palace is a fake...

Jing Tan frowned and said, "Are you sure?" ”

He said firmly: "The slave often writes on behalf of His Royal Highness, and the slave is confident that he will not be wrong about the identification of paper and ink." ”

Ah Heng was puzzled; "Why does the dining room hide the records of the cold palace?"

"In order to prevent someone from murdering the emperor and the palace family in terms of meals, the people used by the imperial kitchen are all rootless, I think, the imperial kitchen department does not have the courage to fake, unless it is instructed by someone." She thought for a while, and then said: "This fake booklet is obviously made for someone to see, Yuesui is so vicious, obviously, either Chen Niangzi is not sick at all, or Chen Niangzi is not Yuesui." ”

"Who does the princess think could have made this fake?"

"To be able to work in my father's imperial kitchen, he must be a very powerful person." Who could it be? Father, the eldest brother and the second emperor brother are all possible....Jingtan clings to the cup and falls into contemplation, since there is a mandarin lotus, it must be someone who suffers from the moon, looking at the attitude of the father to the mandarin lotus, that person must be extremely important to the father, who will it be, the queen or the father himself?

"Go and return this booklet first, so as not to arouse suspicion." Jing Tan came back to his senses and said to him.

Just as he was about to go out, Jing Tan stopped him: "Didn't Mrs. Chen find the little palace maid on the day of the banquet?" ”

Ah Heng sighed and said: "It seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and the slave entrusted Gonggong Gao to secretly check the roster in various palaces, and the personnel are cumbersome, and most of the people went to Zhaorong Pavilion that day, and there are really no clues." Seeing Jing Tan's lost expression, he hurriedly said: "However, Gonggong Gao has been busy dealing with a batch of tributes from Hui Xin these days, maybe there will be news in a few days, Your Highness doesn't need to worry too much." ”

Jing Tan bowed slightly, and Ah Heng agreed. When she left, she didn't forget to ask Ying'er to bring her cough medicine.

"Can you not drink it....", she remembered the smell of medicine, and her tongue began to bitter.

Ying'er put the medicine in front of her and joked: "If Your Highness doesn't drink it, Master Heng will have to tell the slaves and maids when he comes back, and His Highness should save the ears of the slaves and maids!" ”

"If this medicine wasn't that bitter, I wouldn't hate it so much." As he spoke, he trembled and stretched out his hand to the medicine.

Ying'er smiled helplessly: "Good medicine is bitter, Your Highness." ”

She pouted, pinched her nose and gulped down the medicine, choking out a few tears from the bitterness that came back from her stomach.

"Your Highness, look what this is." Ying'er said, took out a bag of things from her sleeve and handed it to her, she opened it and saw that it was a few sugar lotus seeds.

"Ying'er still hurts me, Ah Heng hasn't let me eat sugar lotus seeds for a long time." As he spoke, he immediately took two and threw them into his mouth, and the bitterness was indeed a lot easier.

"Your Highness always has a toothache if you eat too much sweet and greasy, and it is also for His Highness that Manager Heng does not let His Highness eat sugar." Ying'er smiled and was about to put away the remaining sugar lotus seeds.

Jing Tan grabbed her hand, "Good Ying'er, there are only a few left, leave it to me~"

Ying'er was embarrassed: "was discovered by the chief manager, and the slave and maid can't afford this crime." ”

"Just a few pieces of candy, I won't let Ah Heng find out." As he spoke, he forcibly shoved the sugar into his pocket.

Ying'er couldn't resist her, and said helplessly: "That princess has to hide it, if it is discovered by Manager Heng, it will be a lesson..."

"Got it, got it~"

After drinking the medicine, she still returned to her bookcase to continue painting, and went to sleep after a while, when Ah Heng came back, the ink on the table had not yet dried, he went to clean up, and saw that the painting was a red plum, at this time Jingtan had already painted the red plum with a bit of charm, but it always felt that something seemed to be missing from this painting.

On this day, she got up early, took off the plain dress, turned out the silver-white butterfly dark pattern skirt and put it on, wore the brocade dress of Xinglin Chunyan, tied the five-color palace silk with long spikes at the waist, covered with honey-colored embroidered gold jackets, stepped on the gold Ruyi Shu brocade shoes, and pulled a bun loosely behind her head, only a butterfly pattern bead swayed.

"It's hard to go out after the mourning period, and the slave maid will give His Highness's favorite white jade Chaoyang pearl hairpin to His Highness, and this red coral stacked flower hairpin is also very flattering to His Highness." Ying'er looked at the beauty in the mirror, thin powder, cherry lips and bright teeth, picturesque eyebrows, although there were few green rings, she was a little pure, but she had to sigh that her Royal Highness was more and more powerful.

She glanced at the pearl hairpin and said lightly: "Put away the Chaoyang pearl hairpin, I don't want to wear it anymore." ”

According to the rules of the palace, in the first few months, Jingtan was mourning in the palace and couldn't go out, so she didn't go to the palace school in the past few months, and this day happened to be the day of the mourning period.

Every year, several princes and princesses will be taken by the emperor and queen to Kek Lok Temple to pray for the blessings of all people.

Jingtan went to Beichen Hall to ask for peace after freshening up, and was led by someone to drive to the car out of the palace. At this time, the princes and princesses were already waiting early.

"The third sister's complexion is much better, in the end, the father and the emperor hurt the third sister more, and the tonic like flowing water in Qifeng Pavilion was not sent in vain." Li Yu saw Jingtan coming from a distance and teased her.

"The second brother said that he laughed, why didn't he see the eldest brother?" Jing Tan looked around, but Li Yu was nowhere to be seen.

Li Yu said with a worried face: "The imperial brother was not well a few days ago, and the imperial doctor said that he injured his body by working hard in the morning and contracted the wind and cold, and his father authorized him to raise it in the palace." ”

Jing Tan sighed: "I don't know that I'm in the palace every day, and now I'm going to leave the palace, so I have to go to see him later." ”

"I went to see it yesterday, but fortunately, the imperial doctor also took care of him, and the imperial brother can get better faster." He suddenly approached Jingtan and said, "Wang Shaoyin learned that you were able to come out, and specially entrusted me to come and tell you, you will not be able to stay for three days of blessing, according to the old rules, he will wait for you at the foot of Nanshan." ”

Jing Tan smiled: "Brother Youjun really understands me!" "Fortunately, when she left the palace this time, she asked Ying'er to bring light men's clothes.

"Third sister, come up, it's not too early, we should leave the palace." Lan Qing's voice suddenly came from the car, and when she turned around, she saw Lan Qing smiling on the palace sedan chair, and Yabai with a disdainful face sat next to her.

Jing Tan was puzzled: "What is it that three people take a sedan chair?" ”

"My father is routinely frugal, saying that food, clothing, housing and transportation should not be too extravagant." Li Yu explained.

Although it is three people riding together, this bead curtain palace sedan chair is enough for four or five people, so Jing Tan is still wide when she goes up, which is in line with her wishes, and she doesn't have to be next to the two sisters.

Along the way, Jingtan put the sedan curtain on his head and looked at the scenery outside, the streets of Yongan in the morning should have been the most lively time, but at this time the doors were closed, and occasionally a few pedestrians were also kneeling on the ground, and the royal car passed by, naturally to clear the street, there was no flow of people shuttling, and the scenery in her eyes became the high-rise buildings on the street and the big fairy lamps and Aoshan raised high in Rende Fang.

"For Mei Niangniang's funeral, the third sister is stuffy these days." Lan Qing looked at Jing Tan who stretched her head out of the embroidered curtain and smiled.

Hearing this, she looked back at them and pulled out a smile: "My sister is filial piety for her mother, and she has a clean house in the palace, but my sister doesn't think about it for half a minute." ”

Yabai seemed to suddenly remember something, and chuckled: "But it's a good thing for my sister, my sister doesn't like to study, I don't have to go to the palace to study every day like us these days, my sister doesn't know, the mage has left a lot of homework, and every time I go to school, I have to stay for half a day..."

She pretended to be confused and said: "Why did the master stay for a long time, I don't know if it was because my sister's schoolwork was not good or something else..." It's no wonder that Lan Qing is dressed elegantly today, I think it's because I went to Kek Lok Temple to meet Mr. today... Don't talk about her, she has been freshening up since the morning, and why...