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Chapter 140 Conspiracy
Although Liu Qiyun was being held in a small position, she would not spit out everything she knew because of this.

Song Qing'an dealt with her for nearly half a day, but only got some fragmented information.

But she didn't expect Liu Qiyun to say anything.

Fuxia is Liu Qiyun's confidant...

It would be best if they could be allowed to mess around.

Song Qingan leaned leisurely on the sedan chair, not paying any attention to the prying eyes that might exist in the dark.

She stared forward slightly, thinking about something, but at first glance she seemed to be distracted.

Zhao Cairen can threaten Concubine Chen for a while, but not forever.It is very possible...after she revealed to Concubine Chen that she knew about it, Zhao Cairen would "suddenly fall ill and die".

To get rid of a concubine like Zhao Cairen who has no family background and no favor, in the eyes of Concubine Chen, it is as easy as crushing an ant to death.

Maybe without her urging, Zhao Cairen would disappear without a sound one day...but just slower.

Song Qing'an lowered his head, his thoughts subtly paused.

When the sedan chair stopped, it just happened to interrupt her continuous thoughts.Song Qing'an glanced sideways at the familiar plaque, and got out of the sedan chair supported by Zhu Yan.

Xiao Tao greeted her excitedly, and said in a low voice, "Have you heard about it, Princess?"

"What did you hear?"

Song Qingan raised his eyebrows, and looked at Xiaotao with some curiosity.

"My maidservant has heard that Lord Palm Print has issued an order to prepare for the princess's birthday banquet next month."

When Xiaotao mentioned this, she couldn't help showing some yearning expression: "Princess, I have never been to such an occasion..."

Right now, Xiaotao is also considered as the maid of honor serving inside, so naturally she also has the opportunity to attend the birthday banquet as an attendant.Song Qing'an didn't care about her rudeness, and just smiled: "There's still one month left, what are you so happy for so early? Go do something."

Xiaotao let out a brisk "Hey" and backed away.

"Bamboo Smoke," Song Qing'an said softly as he walked towards the hall, "Follow me."

"Yes."

Song Qingan only called Zhuyan, so Cuizhu and the others consciously dispersed outside the hall.

Zhu Yan became uneasy again, thinking that Song Qing'an was going to settle accounts with her about her relationship with Song Qinghuai.

However, Song Qing'an didn't mention this matter, and only ordered Zhu Yan to close the doors and windows.

In the dark hall, she walked around the inner hall very familiarly.Zhu Yan hurried to catch up with her, closing the windows one by one.

Looking from behind, Song Qing'an's slender figure was moving slowly in the hall, like a ghost for no reason.

Zhu Yan shuddered at his own thoughts, and then spat at himself in his heart.

Ominous!
The window of the inner hall was closed, and when Zhuyan entered, Song Qing'an was already sitting by the couch.Hearing the crisp sound of bead curtains hitting, she slightly raised her eyelashes to look.

Such as the eyes of water seem to have substance, entangled in strands and strands, Zhuyan feels as if the tip of the heart has been washed by cold water.

"Princess……"

Zhuyan licked her somewhat dry lips and whispered.

Song Qing'an responded quite gently, and pointed to his side: "Come and sit."

"Princess, this Yuli..."

"I don't agree with etiquette? Zhuyan, you didn't care about these things with me before."

Song Qing'an seemed to have guessed what she was going to say, and interrupted it softly, with an undeniable meaning in his words: "Come here."

Zhu Yan sneered, laughing that he was also trapped by these rituals.

After all, in the past... in order to keep the princess warm, they also slept in each other's arms.

Zhu Yan obediently sat down beside Song Qing'an, the dim environment made her in a trance for a moment, as if she had returned to the dilapidated Changning Palace.

Knowing that her hand was being held by someone, Zhu Yan came back to her senses.With the scent of incense lingering in her nose, she calmed down a bit and realized... this is in Mingguang Palace.

It's not what it used to be.

Song Qing'an's tone was as usual, as if he was just chatting with his personal maid who was almost a sister: "Three years ago, there was a winter day when there was no charcoal fire and the sky was full of snow. There was no charcoal in the palace. You just hugged me like that to keep me warm. My hands are purple from the cold and I don’t want to let go.”

She chattered, holding Zhu Yan's hand, and asked softly: "Are those chilblains still attacking now?"

Zhu Yan's heart shuddered.

Just now, Song Qingan stuffed something into her hand.

At this time, Zhuyan held a piece of cold and hard object in her palm, but that object was not sharp-edged, and it felt cool, like a piece of cold jade.

Zhu Yan's face remained unchanged, and she replied in a natural tone: "Princess, that's what a servant girl should do. Now it's spring, those chilblains will naturally heal."

While talking, Zhuyan caressed the surface of the cold jade with her fingertips, carefully feeling the carvings on it.

It is uneven, not messy and has no direction, so it must have been engraved with something.

As the fingertips gradually rubbed the whole piece of jade pendant, Zhu Yan's heart was shaken, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, so she couldn't help holding her breath, as if her breath would also convey something.

Song Qing'an let out a "huh", bent his eyes and said with a smile: "That's good."

Zhu Yan held his breath, unable to go up or down, the other hand held Song Qing'an tremblingly.

"Princess……"

After all, Zhu Yan is also a martial artist, in the dark, she saw Song Qing'an put his index finger on his lips, and made a silent gesture.

Zhu Yan stopped her mouth immediately, some cold sweat leaked from her palms, she didn't know whether it was from excitement or nervousness.

The palm was empty, it was Song Qing'an who took the jade pendant back again.

"Go and light the lamp."

Her tone was calm, which made Zhu Yan calm down.

After the candles were lit in the hall, Zhu Yan could see Song Qing'an's face clearly.

Song Qing'an's face was tranquil, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, as if everything just now was just Zhu Yan's illusion.

"I want to take a bath tonight, you come in and serve me."

The two masters and servants met each other's eyes, each tacit understanding.

Even with surveillance, the washroom... is the safest place.

When Zhu Yan was sent out by Song Qing'an, she still felt unsteady in her mind.

How could the princess have... have that thing?

The bright light outside was completely different from the darkness in the hall, Zhu Yan squinted her eyes, feeling that the sun was really dazzling.The warmth is accompanied by the golden sunlight, but the bamboo smoke is not warmed by half.

Your Highness has searched for so long but still can't find it, how could the princess get it so easily?
The princess hardly ever leaves the palace...so someone gave it to the princess?
The more Zhu Yan thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she firmly believed that there was a huge conspiracy behind it.

However, she paused and hesitated.

Do you want to inform His Highness about this...

She bit the tip of her tongue, wavering for a moment.The princess is willing to reveal this kind of thing to her, so she trusts her completely, besides, the princess has not pursued the matter of her revealing her whereabouts to His Highness so far.

But in the final analysis... her and Lin Yuan's allegiance should have been...

She cut off the random stretching thoughts in time, shook her head, and shook out the distracting thoughts.

It's time not to think about these things... wait until the night, and then talk to the princess.

As for His Highness... Zhuyan paused subtly, and will mention it later, it should be fine.

　Zhuyan: Conspiracy!It must be a conspiracy!

　　"Behind the scenes" Pei Qing: It's a powerful thing, give it to your daughter-in-law (*ˊˋ)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)