Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

This means that His Majesty was not at fault, but those who were killed were at fault.

"." Yun Si was silent, then waved her hand, "I understand, please step back."

She had forgotten that except for Yingchun, everyone else in Changle Palace was probably Que Yan's people.

Therefore, it seems that asking is in vain.

The maids had no choice but to retreat.

"By the way, bring Yingchun here. I have something to say to her alone."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The spring came soon, and I trotted into the hall, my cheeks flushed red by the cold wind outside.

Yun Si ordered her to close the door.

"How's it going?" She slowly poured a cup of tea and asked.

Yingchun looked around, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Your Highness is indeed right. I really saw that Lian'er secretly recording your daily life."

"She's the only one remembering?"

"No, there are several people recording at the same time, but the distance is too far, and the slave can't see how detailed they are recording."

"." Yun Si lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, "Did you see who they gave the records to?"

Yingchun shook her head, "No, the servants have been observing for a long time and don't know where their records are. In short, as long as it is a new day, they will take out a new one to record."

"Moreover, they are very vigilant. They will know if the slave comes even a little closer, so the slave can only find out these things."

The maids were too cautious in their actions. If the princess hadn't asked her to observe, she really wouldn't have discovered it.

The only result she got was because she had been secretly observing for a long time, which was very laborious.

However, it is already terrifying to come to such a result. All my daily life has been recorded, and I don’t know where it will be associated with.

Shouldn't this kind of treatment be reserved only for emperors?

Yingchun thought for a while and asked, "What are your plans, princess? Do you want to replace all these people?"

Yun Si laughed and said, "It's useless. If we replace it with a new batch, it will still be the same."

However, she knew it well after receiving such news.

At least, she knew what to test.

After Yingchun exited, Yun Si blew out the lamp, then spread out the quilt and placed a long pillow inside.

After making it look like the person on the bed was already asleep, her figure disappeared instantly without a trace.

Tai Chi Palace.

It didn't snow tonight, but the temperature was still extremely cold, making my hands and feet stiff.

The prince who was guarding outside the palace, even though he was wearing cotton lining, could not block the cold wind at night, and he rubbed his hands from time to time to breathe.

It was already very late, and it was time to go to bed, but the lights in the palace were still burning, as if they would burn until dawn.

If the emperor doesn't sleep, the people guarding outside will naturally not dare to sleep.

The prince sighed when he saw that the palace was still lit, but he did not dare to go in.

The emperor was too diligent these days, approving memorials every night until almost dawn.

She had slept less, her temperament was even more unstable, and her eyes were penetrating.

However, they, the servants, didn't dare to persuade him, for fear that if he did so, their heads would fall to the ground.

Poor prince, he is an old man and he is still forced to stay awake all the time.

After persisting for several days, he felt that his body could hardly bear it and he was also very cold.

He twisted his neck like this to stretch his muscles that were almost frozen, then sighed quietly and stood.