Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 11
The entire imperial city was shrouded in pitch black night, and most people had already fallen asleep peacefully, only a few places still exuded bits of light.The east side hall of Yonghe Palace is still brightly lit in this quiet cold night, and the candlelight reflected on the window casement is just like the heart of the owner here, beating restlessly.

"How did the investigation go?" Feng Jieyu took the tea handed over by her aunt beside her with her left hand, and took a sip, her tone was cold, but there was a bit of imperceptible nervousness.

"Master, this slave recently befriended Li Yan's cousin, Xiaoyu." Zhou Hai replied respectfully, "Listen to her, Li Yan didn't make any big mistakes 14 years ago, she entered the clothes bureau voluntarily. But she is not very clear about the specific situation. Li Yan seldom mentioned the past with her, and kept secret about the past in the empress's palace."

"Oh? Did she really never mention it, or is she hiding something?" Feng Jieyu raised her brows, obviously dissatisfied with the fact that it took him more than a month to find out such little information.

"According to my slave's observation, Xiaoyu is a person who can't hide her words, and is eager for quick success. She only wants to climb high branches. She shouldn't be hiding it deliberately, but I really don't know." Zhou Hai paused and frowned again, "But according to my slave's humble opinion, Li Yan was punished voluntarily to work at the Clothes Bureau, I am afraid she did it on purpose."

Guessing that Feng Jieyu didn't ask too much about it, she just nodded to show that she understood.Then he told Zhou Hai, "Use Xiaoyu more, and get out of her mouth, and I must find out about that matter!" Then he waved his hand and sent him off.

After Zhou Hai left, Feng Jieyu picked up the teacup and sipped it leisurely, but her well-understood eyes betrayed her current emotions.The aunt standing by the side saw the master thinking silently, and consciously did not disturb him.

After a long time, Feng Jieyu put down the cold tea in her hand and said softly, "Do you think Li Yan is really the person we are looking for?"

"Returning to the master, from the point of view of time, it almost coincides, and according to the news Zhou Hai heard, the mistakes she made back then were not serious, but she insisted on going to work in a dilapidated and remote place like the Huanyi Bureau. There is a ghost in my heart." The aunt who answered sneered, "I also agree with Zhou Hai's guess, I am afraid this matter is not as simple as it seems."

"Forget it, let Zhou Hai check it first." Feng Jieyu looked cold, and then said, "Concubine Qi Shu, you have sent more people to keep an eye on it recently. If you want to trouble me, it depends on Concubine Qi Shu's presence." I don’t have the ability anymore.” On New Year’s Eve, she was baited, and now she still wants to bring up the past, and pressure her with a man who has been dead for 14 years, she will not make that woman happy.

"Here." The aunt behind respectfully responded.

"Who's the emperor resting at today?" Feng Jieyu put her hands on her forehead, brushed the hair that fell from her ears, her expression was tired.

Seeing the distressed face of the people behind him, he said again, "A Rong, you have been in the palace with me for more than twenty years. You have never experienced any big storms and waves. Why is this little thing embarrassing you now?"

"Slaves don't dare. Returning to the master, I still pity the beauty." Aunt Rong gritted her teeth.

"Pity beauty, huh, it's her again." Feng Jieyu stroked her temples. Although the woman in the mirror still has charm, her slightly frosted temples still show the traces of time. She is in her early forties, and she has long been youthful. Again.

"No wonder the emperor hasn't come to my place for a long time." Looking at himself in the mirror, he whispered with self-deprecating loneliness.

(End of this chapter)