Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 302 Prohibited
Afterwards, the emperor probably tasted the sweetness of the ecstasy, and stayed in Biyan Palace for several days.

Before he did anything, Jiang Yuwan couldn't stand it anymore.

Qi Chuan was expressly prohibited from climbing windows at night.

Jingyue raised her hands in agreement, and strengthened the broken porcelain beside the window again.

Then, on the grounds that he was unwell, he informed the respect room and took down his sign.

The concubines in the harem are happy to hear and see. The emperor favored Concubine Jiang for four nights in a row, and their eyes turned red with envy and jealousy.

"There is only one last chance left, so keep it just in case."
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Although the queen mother does not like the concubines in the harem to hang around in front of her on weekdays, the concubines below can't really follow what the queen mother said.

This dynasty emphasizes filial piety.

To show their filial piety, the concubines had to sit in the Queen Mother's palace from time to time.

Jiang Yuwan also went, although most of the time she didn't see the Queen Mother.

After entering the Compassionate Ning Palace, she was led to sit in the side hall by the maids. Jiang Yuwan saw a few plates of pastries and a pot of tea brought by the maids, so she knew that she probably wouldn't see the Queen Mother today.

Just before breakfast in the morning, Jiang Yuwan ate some pastries, filled her stomach half full and stopped eating.

The little palace maid outside came in to change the snacks, and Jiang Yuwan heard the news from her that the Queen Mother was talking to King Xiang.

How could King Xiang enter the palace?
He has always been estranged from the queen mother and the emperor, that is to say, he still seems to have some friendship with King Lan.

Jiang Yuwan's mind was wandering, she sat here for an hour, the tea was cold, and only the maid came in.

"Concubine Jiang, the Empress Dowager suffered from a headache again. I just called the imperial physician in. You..."

"It's okay." Jiang Yuwan smiled and stood up, "Then I won't bother you here."

She turned and left the side hall, and walked slowly along the corridor, but suddenly saw a purse not far away, she stepped forward to pick it up.

The dark blue purse cleverly uses silk threads of various colors to outline the appearance of rolling waves, and the word "X" is crookedly embroidered on the back.

But what exactly is the word...

Jiang Yuwan really didn't recognize it.

I just feel very familiar.

She caressed the slightly raised lines of the familiar crooked handwriting, calming down the doubt between her brows, and conveniently put the purse into her armband.

She desperately wanted to go back to the palace to confirm her guess, so she hurriedly left Biyan Palace.

Therefore, he did not see another figure returning to the Compassionate Ning Palace shortly after she left.

"This handwriting..."

Jiang Yuwan retreated to Jingyue, took out a few books from the small box she had locked, opened the title page, and flipped back, only to see crooked and careless comments printed on the blank space.

The handwriting cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it can only be said to be quite vivid and consistent.

After all, the embroidered words are more distorted than the words on the book. If Jiang Yuwan hadn't lowered her head and stared carefully at the distorted words, she would have thought it was a bunch of twisted lines.

It was pitch black, and those who didn't know it thought it was a mass of seaweed rolled up by the waves.

"It belongs to Gu Yaoyao... How did Gu Yaoyao's purse suddenly appear in the queen mother's palace..."

Rubbing the purse in her hand, Jiang Yuwan had a flash of inspiration, thinking of what the maid inadvertently revealed to herself, "Could it be that King Xiang fell into the Empress Dowager's Palace?"

She couldn't believe it.

In the harem of the imperial court, even the common people below knew that King Xiang was not close to women, and even more so he was an unrepentant iron lump, scaring away countless women who admired him, and he was also considered to be a prince who would die alone.

How could you carry such a private item with you...?
(End of this chapter)