The Regent's Tender Darling

There was no lock on the box, so she raised her hand and gently opened a gap.

When he opened it to the width of his fingers, he heard the sound of splashing water outside, his expression paused, and then he suddenly withdrew his hand.

The sound of splashing water reminded her that Yan Sihan was still suspicious of her now. If she did these things again, wouldn't it make him doubt himself even more?

So she sat obediently and stopped moving. After waiting for half an hour, Yan Sihan still didn't come back, so she could only return to her Shuanghua Residence.

As soon as I returned, I saw Qingtao had returned and said that the affairs of the two aunts had been arranged.

Soon after, Eleven came back.

It seems that the news was found outside.

After Shiyi handed over his hand, he said: "My subordinates went to the guards at the city gate to check. There was no such person in the list of people entering the capital from other places four days ago. However, my subordinates found that a page was missing from the Anyuan Gate enthronement book. I don't know who did it. "

Lin Jiaojiao was stunned when the concise and clear information appeared. Did she lose a page?

Ah! The destruction of corpses and traces was done thoroughly, with no flaws to be found, leaving people unable to find a clue for a while.

She thought, according to the current clues, this woman first entered the Jingzhao Mansion, and finally entered the Dali Temple. Since she entered the Dali Temple, how did she escape to the Regent's Palace?

She couldn't figure out these questions for the time being.

Looking at Eleven standing in front of her, she could only wave her hands and said, "Go down."

After that, she began to recall carefully, recalling the appearance of the woman that day. Although the woman was wearing coarse linen clothes and unkempt hair, she had a pair of magnolia embroidered shoes on her feet.

She saw it clearly then, just as the woman died.

After thinking for a while, he said to Qingtao: "Go and prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

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——Ministry of Rites Shanglin Mansion.

Jiaomingyuan.

"Auntie, I have sent the letter to the Princess Regent."

Immediately afterwards, Jin's mother took out an oil paper bag with a smile, put it on the table, opened it, and said: "I ran into Brother Shu when I came back. Brother Shu was thinking of you and ran to Suxiang in the east of the city. Zhai bought you your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake from childhood and sent it to your house.”

At this point, he said angrily: "Those snobs guarding the gate are bullying Brother Shu. If the old slave hadn't seen it, Brother Shu's thoughts would have fallen into the bellies of those dogs. !”

"Alas." Aunt Wu was quite pleased when she heard that her brother was being bullied, but she couldn't help but sigh when she heard that her brother was being bullied.

The Wu family was in decline, and even her younger brother's imperial examination was tampered with. In the past, she was a cowardly and incompetent sister, but now she must help.

The first thing is that she has to establish a firm foothold in the Lin Mansion.

"Auntie, try it." Mother Jin said.

She reached out and picked up a piece of snow-white pastry sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus honey, broke off a small piece and ate it with tea.

Then he remembered something and asked, "Is there any news about Brother Zhou's return?"

Although she was relieved about the regent, she still couldn't help but worry about her only son.

Mother Jin shook her head and said, "No, I went to the master's yard to inquire about it, but Brother Zhou never wrote back."

"Yes." She nodded a little disappointedly, looking forward to getting a letter back every day, but she couldn't expect it every day.

Seeing this, Jin's mother was helpless and distressed. She heard that the military camp was extremely painful, and she didn't know if Brother Zhou could bear it.

I am even more afraid that Brother Zhou will go out to fight in the future. Although they say that a man is good at protecting his family and country, who is really willing to send his child to the battlefield?

I'm afraid my aunt will be the one who can't stand it the most.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can be well in the Lin Mansion, he can be well." Aunt Wu said with a forced smile.

Then he said: "Now that the country is at peace and the people are at peace, I just hope that he can live a long life and live his life in peace. No fame, fortune or wealth is important."