My husband is a traitor

Chapter 196 Handkerchief, Dark Thread

The queen was slightly nervous, fearing that Gu Mingzhu would say something wrong on the spur of the moment, but Gu Mingzhu didn't know that Honggu did it on purpose, so she just frowned and said very unfairly, "What can I do? Isn't it just being caught?" A little palace maid stumbled and accidentally spilled tea on the prime minister's wife? Rong Jue is a big man, so why bother with Hong Gu?"

She was already beautiful, but when she criticized Rong Jue's behavior coldly, her eyes were full of flames.It's a little more charming.

"Okay, how can you mess with him?" Seeing that Gu Mingzhu had a lot of opinions on Rong Jue, Qi Rui couldn't help but felt that this was the cousin Mingzhu he knew—unruly and self-willed but extremely defensive.

Her act of defending the queen made Qi Rui's attitude towards her a little bit less.

Gu Mingzhu twitched the corners of her lips slightly, endured her anger, and could only say in a low voice, "It's just a prime minister with nothing to offer. My aunt is the queen, and my cousin is the prince...why should you be afraid of him!"

Although these words were impulsive, the queen clenched her fists slightly, narrowed her eyes and said in a tight voice, "Yes, why..."

Hearing the sound, Qi Rui lowered his brows, turned around and comforted the queen gently, "Don't think about this, empress mother, Rong Jue's actions are too harsh, and she will suffer the consequences. But you, empress mother, are in poor health, don't get angry, and take a good rest."

"Well, the queen mother can save it." The queen immediately suppressed the ups and downs in her heart, a cloud of mist flashed in her eyes, and nodded at Qi Rui.

On that side, Zhongcui Palace.

As soon as the emperor left, Chu Lian'er, who was still pitying me on the bed, opened her eyes slightly, how could she have the sweet appearance that the emperor coaxed her to sleep before?
She lifted the quilt with her hand, stepped on her shoes and got out of bed, stepping back and forth.

Walking to the vanity mirror, she spread her knee-length hair behind her back, picked up the comb in front of the mirror, and combed it one after another.When she raised her eyes, there was a cold temperament of a different little white lotus blooming on that frail face.

Pulling up her cherry lips, she raised her hand to caress the corners of her eyes, exhaled like blue and said to her own image in the mirror——

"It's not over yet."

Turn the mirror over, and remove a hairpin on the head. The hairpin is inserted into a small round hole in the mirror. After a while, the mirror turns around and a small box floats up.

She dipped the hairpin into the vermilion powder in the box, then took a snow-white handkerchief, and wrote words on it.

But she blew it, and there was no word on the handkerchief, as if it was just an illusion before.

Insert the hairpin back into his temples, and return the mirror to its place.

She looked at the handkerchief, raised the corners of her lips, and called her maid.

"Give this to Koizumi." She stroked her temples lazily, with a gold leaf wrapped in a handkerchief, and with the usual expression of a court lady, she ordered lightly, "Let him continue to inquire about His Majesty's whereabouts on behalf of the palace." .”

The maid raised her eyes, bowed her head when she heard the words, "Here."

"Go. Come back later to receive the reward." Chu Lian'er raised her hand to cover her lips and yawned delicately, her voice became softer and more lazy.

"Yes, empress, it's cold, so you should wear more." The palace maid heard that there was a reward, she pursed her lips and eyes with joy, and added with concern.

Chu Lian'er just lazily pulled up the gauze that had slipped slightly from her shoulders, waved her hands, and said indifferently, "The emperor just likes the pitiful appearance of this palace, you go, don't Nonsense."

"Yes, the slaves retire."

As soon as the maid left, Chu Lian'er opened her lazy eyes clearly, raised her hand to cover her lips, and smiled softly.

……

"Master." An Yi handed the envelope to Rong Jue, and then they came and went without a trace.

Jiang Linlang suddenly got up from the bed, and before she had time to put on her shoes, she just stepped on the floor and rushed to Rong Jue in a few steps.

"He's from the palace again?" She blinked her eyes, her face was full of curiosity, her eyes were fixed on Rong Jue's movement of tearing open the envelope.

Rong Jue kept moving his hands, but his eyes looked at Jiang Linlang's feet in white stockings lightly, his pupils were slightly cold, "Go back."

I don't mind Jiang Linlang going to bed with socks on...

However, Jiang Linlang made up her mind to find out who the woman who sent the message to Rong Jue was, especially since she had a faint guess in her heart.

I want to confirm it even more.

"You look at yours, I look at mine, it doesn't matter." She didn't realize that the other party's point was that she was not wearing shoes, and her big eyes were staring at the envelope eagerly, as if curiosity was about to jump out of her throat.

Putting down the envelope, Rong Jue stretched out his hand, and Jiang Linlang immediately folded her hands on her chest, with a defensive expression on her face, "What do you want?"

Don't show it?

Too lazy to say a word to her, Rong Jue stretched out his long arms directly, with a straight face, with a twisted expression, but the movements of his hands were very familiar, he picked up the person upright, and hugged his thigh.

"Look."

With a somewhat helpless tone, he hugged Jiang Linlang, wrapped his arms around her, tore open the envelope, and took out the...

White handkerchief.

Then put it under the candlelight to bake, then took a writing brush in front of the window, dipped it in white water, and scratched a few times on the handkerchief.

The handkerchief reveals the beautiful handwriting.

"Advanced." Jiang Linlang was still a little awkward at first, sitting stiffly on his lap, but now she was staring at this series of code-breaking techniques in amazement, and moved forward.

"Wait...the scent on this handkerchief is a bit familiar——wait a minute, I remembered!
It's Concubine Lian! "

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Linlang finally grasped what flashed in her mind this time. Not only did she sit in front of Concubine Lian today, she even touched her hand, and she smelled the warm fragrance during that time.

The fragrances used by the ladies in the palace are similar, but there should be a minority of people like Concubine Lian who like warm fragrances that are so cloyingly sweet.

Hearing what she said, Rong Jue suddenly paused his hands, and his brows and eyes flashed a gloomy look.

Jiang Linlang's nose is very good, ordinary people will not notice, she always distinguishes through these smells.Although most people don't...

But this also shows that if someone has a heart to investigate carefully, the line of Concubine Lian may be exposed prematurely.

He turned his face, lowered his head, looked at the person in his arms, raised his lips, and praised with a chuckle, "Your nose has done a great job."

Jiang Linlang touched her nose subconsciously, and then gave him a blank look, "Tell me first, how did you hook up with Concubine Lian, the favorite concubine, to be your eyeliner?"

What a skill, to actually go online directly with Concubine Lian, so it's no wonder that the old emperor always listens to Rong Jue's words despite his fear.

After all, the pillow wind blows right, and it will harm the country and the people.

"Hook up?" Rong Jue raised his eyebrows, he didn't seem to agree with the word, then he snorted, "You don't have enough hearts, you set yourself on fire."

Gave her eight words.

Jiang Linlang understood what in seconds...

(End of this chapter)