Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

At this time, Pei Guanlan's personal maid hurried over from a distance, stepped forward, and whispered something into her ear.

After Pei Guanlan heard this, a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.

Shock that couldn't even be concealed.

"Really?" She lowered her voice, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, empress." The maid replied.

"..." Pei Guanlan's eyes changed, and she looked at the third prince sitting on the other side of the emperor.

The flirtatious third prince was drinking wine, squinting his eyes, and kept staring at the graceful dancer on the stage, completely oblivious to those around him.

He didn't know that someone was watching him, after all, his eyeballs were completely glued to the dancer on stage.

Pei Guanlan didn't say anything, but quickly looked away.

Sit upright, as if nothing had happened.

This scene was seen by Sun Muzhen, she followed her gaze, and before she had time to think about it——

Her personal maid also came, with an anxious expression on her face.

"Miss."

"what's up?"

"Master, Master Zheng... ran away!"

Master Zheng is the half-immortal she has been raising in private, and her divination skills are superb, and what she says is the most accurate among all the half-immortals.

Sun Muzhen has always trusted him, and almost believes in his words.

He was under her veil, and she had never treated him badly, including gold, silver, jewelry, fertile farmland and house land.

but now……

Sun Muzhen took a deep breath, glanced at the emperor, and said, "Have you looked for it? Did he leave suddenly? Can you leave a letter before leaving?"

It's not sure if he has figured out something again. He has something to do, so he doesn't necessarily have to run away.

The maid said: "Your Majesty, we sent people to chase after him, but...but..."

"but what?"

"But..." the maid faltered, "but... in the process of chasing, someone saw... the master went to the direction of the Prison Mansion..."

As we all know, the Prison Mansion is Pei Tingwen's domain.

He is in charge of the Prison Mansion, which cannot be solved in various places, and all the big cases that come up for confession are all managed by his people.

Now the master has gone there...

"And when I went in..." The maid didn't seem to know how to word it properly, "Nobody in the Prison Mansion didn't stop him, it seemed like they all knew him..."

"..." Sun Muzhen's first reaction was disbelief, "Impossible, are you sure you saw it clearly?"

"Hui Niangniang, you can't be wrong, our people followed all the way, and several pairs of eyes watched it with their own eyes."

Sun Muzhen lifted her chin slightly, her expression was cold, and she did not show any disrespect during the dinner.

The singing and dancing on the stage was still the same, she took a sip of wine and said: "Keep watching, if there is any news, tell Bengong right away."

"Yes, ma'am."

After the maid finished reporting, she hurriedly retreated.

Pei Guanlan, who seemed to be enjoying the singing and dancing, did not miss her departure from the corner of her eye.

The two people who never get along with each other sat silently.

With different thoughts, I drank wine quickly.

At the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, singing and dancing remained the same.

……

……

……

late at night.

The vast full moon, like a jade plate, gradually hides behind the clouds, the soft white halo illuminates the dark night, and the stars twinkle, like fireflies under the blooming osmanthus forest, dancing freely.

In the distance, gorgeous fireworks bloomed and set off in the sky.

There was the noise of the crowd, but the sound became quieter after a long distance.

The soft and safe osmanthus forest is extraordinarily quiet, just like an illusory dream.