"Manager Hu, why are you here today?"

Hu Qing raised his head suddenly and saw Xiang Yang standing in front of him, looking at him in surprise.

On weekdays, the passage leading to the imperial kitchen was used to deliver food to the palace. That palace road was separated from here by several palaces, so Xiang Yang was so surprised to see him.

If he walked a few more steps with his head down, he would bump into Xiang Yang.

Hu Qing swallowed his saliva, "I'm going to Yonghe Palace."

"Yes, I'm going to Yonghe Palace to tell Her Royal Highness the Princess a message."

Hu Qing suddenly had an idea and chose an ambiguous statement.

Jiang Shuyue still didn't know that Hu Qing was actually Xiao Jingzhao's man.

Xiao Jingzhao had a bank and a restaurant, and Hu Qing was the manager who managed the restaurant for him in Beijing.

Xiang Yang was standing at a fork in the road, one leading to the harem and the other to the front hall in the direction of the imperial garden.

When Xiangyang heard that he was going to see the princess, he put away his smile and said, "Manager Hu, don't you know the rules of the palace?"

There are many rules in the palace, one of which is that men are not allowed to enter the harem without the summons of the harem's lady.

Hu Qing also knew this rule. He looked around and added, "Of course I know. We just walked to the intersection. A maid from Yonghe Palace will come out in a while. I can ask the maid to pass on the message."

Xiangyang looked around and didn't see a single maid.

Thinking that Hu Qing was in charge of the entire restaurant, he was very busy every day.

He lowered his voice and said, "Rules are dead. We are all the master's people. I will accompany you to the gate of Yonghe Palace to find someone. Even if the master knows, it will not hurt. We don't need to enter the gate of Yonghe Palace."

"No, Deputy Commander Xiang, you go first, I will wait."

He didn't dare to let Xiangyang see the wedding invitation. If Xiangyang knew, it would be the same as the emperor knowing.

Although the emperor was his old master, this matter was of great importance. The young lady trusted him very much, and he could not cause trouble for the young lady.

Hu Qing estimated that when the wedding invitation was handed over to the princess, Nangong Zeyue had already gone to Jiang Mansion to welcome the bride.

By that time, even if the emperor wanted to do something, it would be too late.

Thinking of this, he watched Xiangyang leave and stood there motionless.

It was not until almost half an hour later that two palace maids came with cakes.

The wedding invitation could not be handed over to others. Hu Qing explained his identity to the two palace maids and said that he wanted to see the princess for something.

The two palace maids were from Yonghe Palace. Juxian Pavilion was well-known in the capital, and the two palace maids naturally knew it.

They led Hu Qing to the gate of Yonghe Palace and went in to pass on the message.

After a while, a palace maid who was unfamiliar with him came out and said, "Your Highness invites you, please let Manager Hu go in to talk."

After entering the gate of Yonghe Palace, the palace maid led him to a hall.

"Meet the princess!"

"Manager Hu, please don't be polite."

"If I remember correctly, you used to be my brother's man. Now you follow Sister Jiang. Is there something important that you are here to see me?"

Yonghe sat at the top and raised her hand to ask.

She was obviously a young girl, but the aura she exuded was better than that of an adult.

"Your Highness, the Jiang family sent someone to send a wedding invitation to me to deliver to the palace." Hu Qing quickly lowered his eyelids, took out the wedding invitation from his arms and handed it forward with both hands.

Yonghe raised his chin slightly, and the maid beside him took the wedding invitation and passed it over.

Hu Qing raised his head slightly and saw that Princess Yonghe's face changed again and again in an instant.

Hu Qing was shocked. The emperor's mind was indeed on the young lady.

"Your Highness, if there is no other instruction, I will withdraw."

Princess Yonghe thought it was inappropriate for a man from outside to stay in the palace for a long time. She nodded and ordered the maid beside her to send Hu Qing away.

Seeing Hu Qing's back disappear at the entrance of the palace, Princess Yonghe loosened her grip on the wedding invitation.

Her fingers trembled as she opened the wedding invitation, on which Jiang Shuyue and Nangong Zeyue's names were written.

No, she is already the emperor's brother's person, how can she marry someone else.

What will happen if Suisui loses her mother? !

No, if Suisui ascends the throne in the future and is not under the name of the legitimate queen, the ministers will definitely support other princes.

In just a moment, countless questions surged in Yonghe's mind.

The palace maids saw her face change again and again, and one of them came forward and asked, "Your Highness, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to call the imperial physician?"

Yonghe closed the wedding invitation and stood up: "No, I am not feeling uncomfortable, don't follow me, I will go to the front hall to meet my brother, and Changle will be back in a while, don't mention the wedding invitation, understand?"

"I understand."

The palace maid responded, but in fact, she didn't know why the princess was so nervous.

In Changle Palace and Yonghe Palace, Suisui's identity is no longer a secret.

The maids thought that Jiang Shuyue was a noble mother because of her son, and after the emperor got married, the emperor would issue an imperial decree to make her a concubine, which would be a good ending.

Seeing Princess Yonghe hurried away, the maids gathered together to gossip.

"See, the princess was anxious when she learned that Miss Jiang married someone else."

"Why is Miss Jiang so angry? The noble ladies in the capital are all trying their best to enter the palace. She and the emperor both have young masters, so a concubine will be indispensable in the future."

A maid took over the conversation, "You all underestimate Miss Jiang. Does she care about a concubine? She is one of the richest people in the capital. What kind of man does she want? She must look down on the days when women in the palace compete for favor."

"But she is already the mother of the young master. It is not appropriate to marry again."

The maid who spoke was born and raised in the capital.

The palace maid who followed from Yan Nan curled her lips in disapproval.

"There is nothing wrong with this. In the past, when we were in Yannan, we saw many cases where husbands and wives were not harmonious, wives wrote divorce papers and threw them to men, and women turned around and remarried to their husbands as they wished."

"That's different. Miss Jiang is the mother of the young master. She was born as a member of the royal family, and she should be a ghost of the royal family when she dies."

The maid who followed the princess from Yannan rolled her eyes and said, "That's wrong. Miss Jiang has not entered the palace yet and is not considered a member of the royal family. According to the customs of Yannan, she naturally has the right to choose where to go."

"This is the capital, not Yannan!"

Seeing everyone holding their own opinions and arguing endlessly, the palace maid in charge lowered her face and said:

"Stop arguing. It's all the master's business. Talking about the master behind his back is disrespectful. Everyone should keep their mouths shut."

Seeing that the steward maid was angry, the maids quickly shut up, lowered their heads and dispersed, each busy with their own business.

In the imperial study room, Xiao Jingzhao frowned as he looked at the letter sent by Xiang Yang.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. That is Mo Ziyan's little skill. The soldiers in the Emperor's hands are enough to resist foreign enemies. If you want to defeat Mo Ziyan, you have to fight with him and arrange a second round of testing as soon as possible to find the killer hiding in the dark." Bring them all out.”

Xiang Yang raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Jingzhao, who had a solemn expression, and then changed his words: "It's also possible that there is no one from Mo Ziyan in the mission."

Xiao Jingzhao pondered for a moment and then decided, "Implement the second plan and go to the western suburbs camp to bring Nangong Zeyue back."

"Brother Imperial, no need."

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