Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

  Chapter 1955 Xiang Anwan

   Waved his hand, and there were people from King Huainan, who followed a servant to Dali Temple.

   And the capital at the moment.

  There are no people on the street, the army is on the avenue, and the cold breath all indicate that there is peace inside and outside the palace.

  Ye Muyu stood in the yard, walking around anxiously.

   "How is it, any news?" Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the corner of the wall, and she asked hastily.

  The secret guard shook his head: "Ma'am, I haven't found the master, and I can't enter the palace, but just now a group of people came out of the palace and went straight to the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment. They were ordered by the emperor to enter the palace."

   "But these people are not treated well, which may not be a good thing."

   "Not only that, but also went to Andehou's mansion, and went to the house of the Minister of the Ministry of War."

  After hearing this, Ye Muyu instinctively felt that it was good news, but she still couldn't let go of Chu Heng's safety.

   After all, Chu Heng used to be the favorite of Emperor Xuanming. At this time, what if he was called to protect Emperor Xuanming.

   Who knows what surprises might happen.

   Not only that, she didn't even know who caused the turmoil in the palace.

   "Go to inquire again, and pay attention to the master's initiative to send a message." At this time, Ye Muyu suddenly regretted not being able to leave eyeliner in the palace.

   But thinking about it again, she also knew that even if it was possible, she would keep eyeliner in the palace, and there would be no news at this time.

   It looks like turmoil, but it's too quiet.

   It was unusually quiet.

   This is unusual, not one person can control the situation.

  She can only hope that Ah Heng can take the initiative to send the news.

   Waited for another half an hour.

  In the capital city, most of the young masters, young ladies, and even masters of several high-ranking mansions were brought into the palace.

   Only some small officials related to the Andehou Mansion were left behind, which Ye Muyu had learned about.

   There are dozens of these people alone.

  At the same time, there was also a transfer of personnel in Dali Temple.

  There are too many people, and the news cannot be concealed at all.

  But it was not possible to find out who the Dali Temple transferred.

   "Ma'am."

   Another half an hour passed.

  Ye Muyu had already drank no less than two pots of tea, and was running around in a hurry.

  Chu Ziluo comforted her several times to no avail.

  Seeing the dark guard coming back again, Ye Muyu hurriedly looked over and asked anxiously, "How is it? Any news?"

   "Madam, there is news." The hidden guard did not disappoint her this time: "Master's people only sent us a message saying that Master is fine, and there is no way to find out the specific situation."

   "Are you sure you're okay?" Ye Muyu frowned. Although she didn't know the details, she felt much better after getting the news.

   "That's right." The dark guard nodded without any hesitation.

  Ye Muyu relaxed and sat down on the stone bench. When Ye Muyu came to her senses, she realized that she was covered in cold sweat.

  Imperial Palace.

  The young and old masters in Shangshu's residence of the Ministry of Punishment were called into the palace and locked up in the main hall alone, and those from other residences were even detained separately.

  In the Royal Study Room.

  Emperor Xuanming sat on the dragon chair in disbelief.

   Lowering his head, King Huainan stood to one side holding his sword.

  When the minister of Dali Temple escorted the criminals into the main hall, he saw this obvious confrontation and was startled, pointing at King Huainan and cursing.

   King Huainan didn't even look at him, his eyes were only on a woman in white clothes not far away after he entered the door.

   "Okay, can we start the interrogation?" King Huainan waited for the minister of Dali Temple to finish cursing, and then he spoke in a neutral tone.

  (end of this chapter)