Spring in the East Palace

"Why do you think so?" Shen Muyin asked Dong Jin calmly.

Dong Jin thought for a while, then spoke: "I can't explain it either. Maybe Shen Zhenzhen wanted to do something, so he used Lord Nangong as a cover."

If this is the explanation, everything makes sense.

Shen Muyin nodded, and his heart was relieved a little. However, the mention of Nangong Sheng and the frequent appearance of Nangong Sheng in his ears during this period made Shen Muyin have more thoughts.

"Let's put this matter aside for now. If it's really interesting, it will reveal its true colors sooner or later." Shen Muyin's voice was very low.

When he looked at Dong Jin again, he became much more serious: "How much do you know about Lord Nangong?"

Dong Jin held his chin and said directly: "Including Your Highness, the people in Kyoto have a very good impression of Lord Nangong. He is humble and polite, and treats Princess Xuanhe very well. He does not have too big ambitions, and he only works for Prince Xuan's Mansion."

This is everyone’s impression of Nangong Sheng.

Shen Muyin also thought so, and she didn’t find it strange that Dong Jin said so.

That was an instinctive reaction. If Donggong didn't feel anything unusual towards Nangong Sheng, then Nangong Sheng was a healthy person.

As a result, Dong Jin's words surprised Shen Muyin slightly.

Dong Jin snorted, as if he strongly disagreed: "But I don't think so."

Dong Jin paused for a moment, trying to organize her words, and then she slowly began to speak: "I think he is hypocritical. He is hypocritical to everyone. He looks humble and polite, but he is never sincere, he is just acting. I even think that he is just like that to the princess. How should I put it? It seems that he is really good to the princess and cares about everything about her. But in my eyes, he seems to have some ulterior motives."

The word "plotting something ill" seems a bit too serious when used to describe Nangong Sheng.

This person's image is too good to be suitable for this word.

Shen Muyin did not interrupt Dong Jin and just listened to him finish his words.

"I haven't read much, so I can't describe that feeling, but I feel that villains, like those ministers and eunuchs in the palace, will compromise and say flattering things to please their masters, no matter how unhappy they are, to make their masters happy." Dong Jin said very impolitely.

"Have you always felt this way?" Shen Muyin asked.

Dong Jin thought for a while and said, "I was rescued by His Highness when I was young and grew up in the East Palace. I didn't have much contact with him, but every time I secretly watched him, I felt this way."

Dong Jin praised the Eastern Palace and said, "Miss, you know that the Eastern Palace has always been a loving place. Although the outside world's evaluation of His Highness is extremely cruel, you have also seen that His Highness is very kind to us. So growing up in such an environment, it may be easy to feel whether a person is sincere or not."

These words calmed Shen Muyin down for a moment.

"But I haven't had much contact with him, this is just my feeling." Dong Jin snorted, "If Your Highness thinks it's okay, then it's okay."

Shen Muyin nodded, and the two of them walked into the crowd and stopped talking.

While the two were chatting, Fennel looked around carefully, always afraid that someone was eavesdropping and something might go wrong.

Fennel didn't feel relieved until she was sure that everything was fine.

Qin Yue, surrounded by the imperial guards, walked towards the center, and everyone knelt down together: "We pay our respects to our emperor. Long live the emperor."

"Everyone, please stand up." Qin Yue waved his hand.

Only then did everyone get up.

Shen Muyin was in the crowd, listening to Qin Yue finish his words, which were nothing more than some routine words and rewards.

There is no doubt that the winner is the Eastern Palace, and Shen Muyin, who was brought in by the Eastern Palace, was also rewarded. This is because of the relationship with the Eastern Palace, and she is very clear about it.

When Shen Muyin's name was called, he walked up slowly, bowed neither humbly nor arrogantly, and calmly accepted Qin Yue's reward.

Then Shen Muyin just stood aside without much emotional reaction.

Soon, after everyone received their rewards, the crowd gradually dispersed and returned to their own camps to rest for a while.

In the afternoon, there is a horse riding competition for the women, and they will return home the next day.

Shen Muyin had just come out of the hunting ground, so naturally he didn't need to participate in the afternoon horse riding competition. After all, the list had been submitted long ago.

But she also has to be there in the afternoon.

After three days of hard work in the hunting ground, Shen Muyin was really tired. After all, he had hardly had a good rest in these three days.

Even if you can rest, it's just a nap, because you never know when danger will appear.

Now back in the tent, she needs to have a good sleep so that she can calmly face everything that may happen next.

When Shen Muyin returned to the Shen family's tent, no one from the Shen family came to trouble Shen Muyin.

After all, Shen Yan had just come out of the hunting ground, and Shen Zhenzhen had already inquired about it before, so it seemed that everyone was doing well.

In this situation, Fennel helped Shen Muyin change her clothes. She ate a little and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Fennel has been guarding outside the whole time, fearing that something might go wrong.

Shen Muyin slept until noon and was starving when he woke up.

"Miss, are you awake?" Fennel walked forward with food in her hand, smiling, "Get up and clean up, then you can eat."

"Okay." Shen Muyin nodded, "Where is Dong Jin?"

"Miss Dongjin said she was tired and was still sleeping. She hasn't gotten up yet." Fennel explained.

Shen Muyin waved his hand: "Let her sleep."

"Yes." Fennel nodded.

Soon, Fennel served Shen Muyin, and Shen Muyin ate lunch quietly.

Although the dishes in front of him were plain, they were delicious compared to those in the hunting grounds.

So Shen Muyin ate a little more, and she also noticed that this dish seemed different from what she usually ate.

"Which kitchen sent this from?" Shen Muyin asked Huixiang.

Fennel covered her mouth and smiled: "It was sent by His Highness."

No wonder, although it was ordinary, it tasted exceptionally good, and every dish suited Shen Muyin's taste very much.

She wondered which kitchen could make every dish suit her taste.

Shen Muyin did not live in Kyoto since he was a child, but in Yanjiao. Although Yanjiao is not too far from Kyoto, it is only a few days' journey away.

But the food is worlds apart from Kyoto.

She was used to the food in Yanjiao. Shen Muyin was not very used to the food in Kyoto, but she was not picky.

After returning to Kyoto, I rarely eat the food I like.

Shen Muyin had talked about this matter with Donggong. She mentioned it when they were eating those dry things in the hunting ground.

But I didn't expect that Donggong had written it down.