Chapter 251
In Huichun Palace, Concubine Rong was lying on the bed and sleeping unsteadily.

"Gold and jade, water..."

She murmured, too dazed to open her eyes, but her throat was really dry, as if it was on fire.

After setting fire to the Queen's bedroom, even though it was Murong Qing who was arrested, she was still afraid, afraid that Murong Qing would confess her.

After a few days, due to the strict tone of the Imperial Forest Army, she did not find any news about Murong Qing who was locked up in the prison.

This made her mouth froze with anxiety.

After shouting for a long time, but no reply from Jin Yu, the imperial concubine turned over and saw candles lit outside the gauze tent.

"Golden jade?"

She sat up and gently lifted the gauze curtain, only to find that there was no one in the palace.

Because the maid could not be summoned, and the teapot was placed on the round table, she could only get out of bed to pour it by herself.

But she found a letter under the teacup. The imperial concubine was surprised and looked around the empty bedroom. Whose letter is this?
She picked it up to read, but there was no signature on the letter, so she shook it open and began to read.

The more I read, the paler the imperial concubine's face became. At the end of the reading, she even collapsed to the ground like a puppet whose spinal cord was pumped.

Concubine Rong was sweating profusely, her long nails scratched the letter paper, she scolded Murong Qing in her heart that she was simply a lunatic!
How dare Murong Qing, that's the queen!

She sat on the ground, thinking in her heart, why didn't she want to report on the Queen's murder of Concubine Ru, if she helped Murong Qing, then Pei Mo, the great general of the country, would inevitably stand by her side.

In this way, in the eyes of the queen, she became a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

Concubine Rong doesn't have a sharp mind, but ever since her father told her not to go against the queen easily, she knew that even if she hated the bitch the queen, she could only swallow her anger.

The night seemed extremely long.

But the day still comes, just like fallen leaves always return to their roots.

On this day, the second prince discussed with Pei Mo the matter of escorting the prisoners early in the morning, and urged him to leave quickly.

Pei Mo wrote a letter, asking Fang Anren to take care of Murong Qing more, and asked his cronies to deliver it to Fang Anren, and then left the city.

By the time Fang Anren rushed to the gate of the city, the shadow of the escorting prisoner team was no longer visible.

Inexplicably, he always felt heavy in his heart.

Soon, thinking of his wife who was still in prison, he adjusted his mood, got on his horse, and went into the palace to inquire about the progress of the imperial army's investigation.

In the prison, Yan Ru was still pretending to be a guard to guard Murong Qing, while secretly inquiring about Concubine Rong Gui.

As a result, just after noon, news came out from Huichun Palace that Concubine Rong was ill and it was inconvenient to see people. The imperial doctor suggested that the gate of Huichun Palace should be closed, and the palace gate should not be opened until Concubine Rong recovered.

This is actually a play directed and acted by Concubine Rong Gui, the letter that appeared quietly last night scared her into a panic.

Concubine Rong thought that a master sent by Pei Mo sneaked into her palace to deliver a letter, and she was afraid that the next time someone would show up like this without anyone noticing, what would be delivered would not be a letter, but a life-threatening knife.

Yan Ru in the prison bought a eunuch who ran errands, and she knew immediately when there was news.

"Damn it, you still have the face to avoid it, it's really shameless!"

Yan Ru went to Fang Anren to discuss countermeasures, and the more she talked, the more angry she was, and finally punched the table, shaking the lid of the teacup on the table.

Seeing her appearance, Fang Anren took a sip of tea to suppress the corners of his mouth that could not help but rise.

She puffed up her cheeks in anger, just like the long-tailed squirrel that Fang Anren saw in the forest, she was really cute.

"Hey, everyone in the palace is like this, there is no good thing." Fang Anren said, "Don't be angry, it's not worth being angry about these people."

As he said that, he poured Yan Ru a cup of tea with his own hands, skimmed off the tea froth for her thoughtfully, and brought it to her mouth, "Come, have a sip of tea to relieve your anger."

Faced with Anren's pure eyes above, Yan Ru took the bowl of tea quite comfortably for some reason.

"Thank you."

Her fingertips were slightly cold, and when she took the tea, she touched the back of Fang Anren's generous hand, which was obviously a normal move, but it made her feel like a tingling sensation crossed her heart.

Fang Anren withdrew his hand, clenched it into a fist and put it on his knee. The woman's fingertips were soft and brushed the back of his hand lightly like a feather. He felt as if the place where Yan Ru touched him was about to burn.

"that……"

The two of them spoke in unison, their eyes collided, and the next second they turned their heads away at the same time.

"You talk first."

Fang Anren scratched his slightly itchy ears and said softly.

"Okay." Yan Ru grabbed the handle of the chair, calming Xiao Lu's beating heart.

"We have to think of a way, at least lead Concubine Rong to the cell to meet the boss."

Fang Anren thought for a moment, "This is not easy to handle. According to the lady-in-waiting, her bedroom is so tightly closed that not even a fly can fly in. On weekdays, food and drink are delivered to the door of the bedroom by the people from the imperial dining room. Her maid came out to pick it up again, and she pretended to be quite decent."

"I don't believe it. She can still hide in the bedroom for a lifetime. At worst, I will set fire to her palace!"

As Yan Ru said, the anger between her brows could hardly be suppressed.

Fang Anren frowned, saw the kite floating in the sky outside the window, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "There it is!"

"Since we can't enter Concubine Rong's bedroom, why not let Concubine Rong open the door of the bedroom by herself."

Yan Ru was confused, "What do you mean?"

Fang Anren said happily, "We can pretend to be ghosts."

Yan Ru was thoughtful, and suddenly realized in the next second, why didn't she think of this good idea!

The two hit it off immediately, and after discussing, they began to prepare props.

It turned out that Fang Anren already knew about Pei Mo's life experience. He was just shocked at the beginning, but he quickly accepted the truth.

So his mantra changed from 'the royal people have nothing good' to 'the people in the palace have nothing good'.

Fang Anren grew up in Beijing, and his mother had met Rufei a few times, so he had heard about the dead Rufei.

It's just that he didn't expect that Rufei's child was actually alive and became the general of the Shun Dynasty.

Yan Ru had vaguely guessed that Pei Mo's background was not small from the beginning, and this meeting was confirmed.

She said, "As long as Concubine Rong is not completely conscientious, she will feel guilty when facing Concubine Ru's wronged soul."

"Try it and you'll know." Fang Anren said while searching through boxes and drawers for things.

Finally, night fell.

The palace is quiet, with a breeze blowing from time to time.

But the wind was blowing violently in the Huichun Palace, making the open windows creak.

Concubine Rong tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, the gust of wind blew the veil in front of her bed wantonly.

"Come on, come on, close the window, come on!"

She sat up and shouted, and suddenly heard a faint call.

"Rong Yan, Rong Yan—"

(End of this chapter)

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