After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Chapter 4 The Ideal Life

What Jiang Ning didn't expect was that the father-in-law smiled knowingly, "The emperor has already told this old servant about this matter. If the empress likes it, then it's fine to live here."

At this point, Jiang Ning had nothing to say, so she accepted the imperial edict and watched her father-in-law leave.

The moment the father-in-law's back left the corner of the palace road, the palace people around him flocked to him and surrounded Jiang Ning tightly.

"Niangniang, your good day has finally come, don't forget your slaves!"

"Mother, how uncomfortable it is to live in this cold palace, please don't quarrel with the emperor, forgive him."

"Ma'am, will you still talk about books in the future?"

"Mother--"

The swarms of palace people almost squeezed Jiang Ning out of breath. She was already petite, so being squeezed like this, she was about to be completely submerged.

"Give way, make way, don't squeeze our empress!"

Jiang Ning heard the reputation and looked around, although it was Zhe Liu who made the shout, but the person who pushed aside the crowd and came towards her was actually Lu Feng.

Lu Feng stretched out his long arms and managed to open up a small space for Jiang Ning in the palace. Zhe Liu walked out from behind him, stepped forward to accept the reward from Jiang Ning, and escorted the two into the cold palace.

Zhe Liu held Jiang Ning's arm, smiling brightly. As the sun set, the warm orange sunlight fell on her sensual face, making her look like a very ripe orange.

"Your Majesty, from the day I followed you, I have been certain that I have not followed the wrong person."

Zhe Liu bouncing forward, pulling Jiang Ning's arm swaying from side to side, making Jiang Ning feel as if he would follow her light steps and float into the clouds at any time.

"Now, our vegetable garden has been planted, and the poultry industry will be established soon." Zhe Liu looked at everything in the cold palace, with undisguised pride in his eyes.

Lu Feng led the two of them to the gate of the palace, and said to them with a smile on his face, "We're here."

Zhe Liu looked up at him in the setting sun, and his voice seemed to be intoxicated by the twilight, "It would be nice if I could live like this for the rest of my life."

Jiang Ning didn't answer, she looked up, and saw a sparrow jumping up from the corner of the eaves, flapping its wings and plunged into the sunset.

On the other side, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mu Jingzhao looked around, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no one in the hall, he quickly grabbed a candied date from the glass bowl at hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

He chewed the candied dates in his mouth contentedly, and his expression of indifference and alienation gradually unfolded in that bit of sweetness.

A jujube entered his abdomen, and Mu Jingzhao smacked his lips with unsatisfactory expression, then rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand towards the glass bowl.

Right at this moment, the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was pushed open a narrow gap, and the sound of the door opening was so soft that it was almost negligible.

Mu Jingzhao raised his head upon hearing the sound, and saw a black figure flashing into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and came in front of Mu Jingzhao.

Mu Jingzhao's hand trembled, and the sweet dates in his hand rolled to the ground.

The person who came was Lin Zheng, the commander of the guards.

Lin Zheng came to Mu Jingzhao and saluted him respectfully, "My lord."

"Lin Zheng?" Mu Jingzhao looked up at the man in black in front of him, and exhaled heavily, "How many times have I told you, the next time I enter my palace, make some noise in advance, don't appear suddenly!"

After Mu Jingzhao finished speaking, he raised his chin at Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng pursed his lips and straightened up. He didn't respond to Mu Jingzhao directly, but just lowered his head and looked at the candied date at his feet.

"The emperor stole sweets again."

Mu Jingzhao turned his face away, didn't look at him, and coughed dryly twice, "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"According to the clues given to me by the emperor, I found out the whereabouts of the old nanny on the wedding night."

Such a sentence made Mu Jingzhao sit up straight in an instant.

"how?"

"The old nanny was hanged in a forest in the southern outskirts of the city. She had been dead for a long time when I found her. I checked the body and found no clues."

"Hanging?"

"To be precise, she was strangled to death and made the illusion of hanging herself. What killed her was an ordinary hemp rope. On her feet, she was wearing the pair of red cloth shoes embroidered with golden chrysanthemums that the empress said. "

"Is there any clue to find the murderer?"

"No, there are few people coming and going in that forest, and it was rainy a few days ago. Even if there is any evidence, it has been washed away by the rain."

As the two talked, Mu Jingzhao's expression became more serious.

He stretched out his hand and frowned, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Then, what about the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"The minister squatted near the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion for a full ten days. During these ten days, the Prime Minister's Mansion did not show any abnormalities.

Mu Jingzhao thought for a moment, "I remember, is that old nanny a dowry from Concubine Ning's mother's family?"

Lin Zheng didn't answer.

"Could it be that the prime minister's mansion directed and staged such a play... But what's the purpose of going through so much trouble?"

Mu Jingzhao held his forehead, with a headache on his face,

He subconsciously reached out, grabbed a large handful of candied dates from the glass bowl at the side, and stuffed them into his mouth, making his delicate and three-dimensional cheeks bulge.But he didn't realize it, and while chewing the candied dates in his mouth with difficulty, he mumbled to himself indistinctly.

Lin Zheng didn't bother him any more, but just quietly waited aside.

Finally, Mu Jingzhao swallowed the candied dates in his mouth with difficulty, and waved his hand at Lin Zheng, "Go and help me investigate the origin of Concubine Ning."

He tilted his head and thought for a while, "I remember she said that she was originally an unremarkable storyteller at the corner of North Street, so it should be easy to find."

"Yes."

Just as Lin Zheng agreed, he stepped out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

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Jiang Ning's life is still as usual, storytelling, farming, eating, and sleeping.

Her life didn't seem to change a bit because of Mu Jingzhao's sudden "favor". Since that day, she has never seen Mu Jingzhao again, and her plans and plans that day were like a nonsensical dream.

But life in the cold palace has really improved visibly to the naked eye.

The chicken coop that Lu Feng used to raise peacocks was already full of chickens and ducks.

Therefore, in addition to the daily irrigation of the arable land, Lufeng's work also includes killing chickens and chopping firewood from time to time.

Sometimes when Jiang Ning watched him and Zheliu working alone and wiping sweat alone, he would understand Zheliu's longing for life for no reason.

One day, while breaking willows to fetch water, Lu Feng dropped his hoe and chatted with Jiang Ning.

Lu Feng grabbed his hair, his face was full of embarrassment, "Ma'am, I want to ask you something."

Jiang Ning casually pulled a towel and handed it to him, and continued to knock his melon seeds, "Say it."

The burly man blushed, "Well, do you still have that peacock feather hairpin?"

(End of this chapter)