"Ling Jiang, what's wrong with that singer?" Sun Rujin asked.

He Lingjiang nodded and said, "Have you ever seen the upper of her skirt?" ”

Sun Rujin shook his head.

"It's Xiangyun satin."

Sun Rujin suddenly saw in his eyes that the upper of Xiangyun satin was not something that ordinary singers could wear.

"That singer is covered with a light veil, do you suspect that Concubine Zhao changed clothes with her and sneaked away under our noses?" As she spoke, there was already a bit of urgency in her tone.

He Lingjiang didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just got up and put on the curtain fence: "Go, and follow quietly." ”

When she got out of the wine shop, she led the group in the direction of the singer.

After the singer turned the corner, He Lingjiang sat down next to the drinker on the side of the road and stopped following.

Sun Rujin couldn't help but be anxious: "Ling Jiang, that singer is almost gone, let's hurry up and keep up." ”

"Jin Niang, don't worry." He Lingjiang changed his previous appearance of wanting to follow, and said with a smile, "Send someone to do these things, and we will wait here." ”

With that, she whispered to the guard beside her, and the guard continued to chase in the direction where the singer had left.

When the stall owner saw a few people sitting down, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "How many ladies are you going to have a few bowls of drink?" ”

This drink is actually a decoction made of fruits, spices, and medicinal herbs, which was originally used to cure diseases.

The shop does not need a vein, and does not ask what kind of illness it is, but only decoction of the prepared herbs, and then sells them to cure diseases.

Such a decoction, with ordinary medicine, but a few flavors, naturally cannot cure any incurable diseases. However, because it is made of spices and herbs, it also has some common effects of sweating, clearing the liver and eyes, nourishing yin and moistening the lungs, and strengthening the spleen and appetizing.

Drink some properly, but you can eliminate some of the unhappiness on the body, and people use it as a way to maintain health.

Today, the drink is more finely divided and tastes better and better. All year round, there is a seasonal drink.

Although it is spring, the weather is still a little wet and cold.

He Lingjiang asked the stall owner to serve a few bowls of cardamom cooked water, then slowly picked up a bowl and drank it slowly.

The restaurant is located right on the corner of the street, surrounded by other stalls, so you can sit here without being noticed, but you can just see the crowd in front of the restaurant.

About another tea time passed, and the cardamom drink on He Lingjiang's table had bottomed out, and two figures finally came out of the wine shop.

The first one, with a slender body, was wearing the wide-sleeved shirt that Concubine Zhao wore earlier, but her face was covered with a light veil at some point, covering most of her face.

Sun Yu followed behind her.

The woman got into the carriage with the support of the old woman, and then the carriage went in the direction of Sun's house.

He Lingjiang's hand was slightly raised, and He Zheng, who was hidden in the shadows, immediately appeared in front of him, leaned over and said, "Seven Ladies." ”

"Follow and see, don't show traces."

"Yes."

Sun Rujin tugged at He Lingjiang's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "But that singer?" ”

He Lingjiang shook his head and said, "It's Concubine Zhao." ”

"Why is Concubine Zhao?" Sun Rujin was puzzled, "Didn't you say that there was a problem with the singer who came out earlier?" ”

He Ling Jiang bent his index finger slightly, tapped twice on the table, and said, "The problem is her shoes." The Xiangyun satin upper cannot be worn by a lady from a non-rich family. ”

"The singer showed the upper of her shoes when she walked, and when we saw it, we naturally thought that Concubine Zhao took the opportunity to leave her to play and sing in the private room, and changed clothes with her."

And the shoes are very particular about fitting, she may have forgotten them in a hurry, or maybe the two feet did not fit together, so they did not change. The person who discovers this only feels that he is meticulous and aware of the omissions of the other party. ”

"As everyone knows, we may just jump into the trap set up by Concubine Zhao."

Concubine Zhao knew that she was being watched, and her every move was under the eyes of others, if she wanted to swap identities with that singer and slip away, how could she leave such a leak?

I'm afraid that the singer who left first is just the person she wants to use to lure away the stalkers, so she can act cheaply later.

As soon as the carriage of the Sun Mansion walked out not far away, the concubine Zhao in the carriage knocked on the wall of the carriage: "First take a detour to Zhao Dalang's pastry shop, Lord Lang loves his almond crisp the most, it is difficult to come out, just take some back." ”

"Yes." The coachman answered, and then shook his whip and went to Zhao's shop.

This shop is different from others, although it is famous, it is opened in a secluded alley.

Thanks to his pastries, which are really a must, he didn't end up in the cold and closed down.

At this time, it is the afternoon, the spring sleepiness comes quickly, the people who have eaten the meal have to take a rest, there are very few people coming and going, and the long alley seems to be particularly deserted.

Concubine Zhao bought pastries, and the carriage went to Sun's mansion leisurely.

"Phew!" The coachman tightened the reins and brought the horse to a stop.

"Concubine Zhao, she has already arrived at the house."

There was no response from inside the carriage.

Could it be that you are asleep in the spring?

The coachman called again, but there was still no movement.

He felt that something was wrong, that is, Concubine Zhao took a nap, and Concubine Sun should also be awake.

He reached out and lifted the curtain, and saw a figure lying limply in the middle of the carriage.

The man was dressed in a dark blue shirt, and his hair was gray.

It's Concubine Sun!

The coachman was shocked and hurriedly woke up Sun Yu: "Sun Yu, wake up!" Why did Concubine Zhao disappear? ”

Sun Yu was dizzy by him, and finally woke up.

"Why is Concubine Zhao gone?"

Hearing this, she rubbed her neck with her hand and couldn't help but pause, and hurriedly turned around to look around, in addition to her and the coachman, where could she find the shadow of Concubine Zhao in the carriage?

She remembered that after Concubine Zhao bought the pastries and got into the car, she handed her a piece: "This is newly baked by the Zhao family, and Concubine Sun will also taste it." ”

She couldn't refuse, and the pastry was really fragrant, which ticked the gluttony in her stomach, so she took it and ate it.

Then she fell into a deep sleep.

And then ...... It was to be woken up by the coachman.

Her face turned pale, and Concubine Zhao was gone!

Was it kidnapped by gangsters? Or did she go on her own?

How do you explain this to Lord Lang?

Sun Yu pushed the driver and hurriedly jumped out of the car, Xu was too panicked, and accidentally kicked when she landed.

She endured the pain in her feet, walked quickly to the door of the mansion, and said to the servant guarding the door: "Hurry up and tell Lord Lang that Concubine Zhao is gone!" Send someone to find it! ”

Hearing that Concubine Zhao was missing, the servant was also shocked, but he did not rush into the mansion to report, but said with a difficult face: "Lord Lang went out with the guards in the mansion early in the morning, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find manpower at the moment......"

Sun Yu sat down with a paralyzed ass, hey, wait for Lang Jun to come back, how can I explain this!

Thinking of the scene when she couldn't communicate at that time, her wrinkled face added a little sadness.

The hours passed, and before you knew it, it was twilight.

In Yong'an Fang, next to the West Market, an inconspicuous small courtyard was gently knocked on the courtyard door.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

There was a soft knock on the door, and there was a bit of rhythm.

With a "squeak", the courtyard door opened, and a man's face poked out.

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