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The moon set and the sun rose, and soon the next day arrived.

In Guanju Palace, Jiuli and Jiang San were sitting together having breakfast, which was simply two bowls of porridge and four side dishes.

"This tastes refreshing. You should use more. I think my wife has lost a lot of weight." Jiang San said, leaning towards Jiuli and whispering something, his ears turning red.

"You're such a chatterbox. Aren't you the one begging for mercy?" Jiuli tapped Jiang San's forehead with her fingertips. "Just eat your meal. Are you making trouble?"

There was danger in his tone, and his eyes looked him up and down.

"Why didn't I eat my meal honestly? My wife can't accuse me wrongly." Jiang San lowered his head and drank the porridge in small sips.

"Jiang Jiang knows whether it is true or not," Jiuli said with a smile in her eyes, as if she had thought of other bad ideas.

There was even more laughter and joy in Guanju Palace. In this occasion, Kang Song, who received news from both sides, felt his hands and feet getting cold and his mouth bitter. How could he explain this?

Seeing this, Qingnu quickly took a step back. This is your business, so don't get involved with her. From her expression, you can tell it's not a good thing. Besides, she is a guard, not a personal servant.

At this time, it would be better for me to die than for my friends to die. Don't even think about asking her to go in and notify them. Let Kang Song do it himself.

Kang Song, who was about to fool Qing Nu, saw this step back and sighed, "Are we still friends? You kid!"

"No," Qingnu used his actions to indicate that he didn't know him.

"Ah," Kang Song sighed, and walked in fearlessly, thinking that if she came to disturb His Majesty and the Queen at this time, she would definitely be spanked until her buttocks were bruised, how miserable.

"Your Majesty," Kang Song's figure appeared next to Duobao Pavilion and was noticed by Jiuli, who raised his hand slightly.

"I think there was something going on in the previous dynasty. I'll be back soon," he put down his chopsticks and kissed Jiang San on the forehead.

He stood up and walked towards Canson, while Jiang San smiled foolishly, touched his head, and lowered his head to continue eating.

He walked out of the main hall of Guanju Palace and stood in the corridor teasing the parrot.

"Tell me, what's going on?" All the tenderness that he had just shown in front of Jiang San disappeared, leaving only fierceness.

Kang Song swallowed subconsciously and acted respectfully.

"The Queen Mother drank poisoned wine," she said as she handed over the secret letter in her hand, "in order to save His Highness Chen Lan's life."

His Highness Chen Lan also drank the poisoned wine.

"Rescued?" Jiuli tilted her head to look at Kang Song. Her tone was calm, but to Kang Song's ears it sounded like the call of death.

"Imperial Doctor Wen is a highly skilled doctor, and the Queen is fine," Kang Song lowered his eyebrows. Does His Majesty know everything?

As for the need for people to serve, there is no need to mention it. Which official’s family doesn’t have a few people to serve him?

"The imperial mausoleum is poor, and the princess' health was not good to begin with, so it is normal for her to die of illness. She enjoys double the salary of a prince and is granted the title of An."

Kang Song wrote it down carefully. Died of illness? She didn't seem to say that His Highness Chen Lan was gone, right? But she was smart not to say it out loud. What the master did was naturally correct and there was nothing wrong.

"The Queen Mother needs a group of new palace servants, so let Xiao An go and serve them." Jiuli smiled.

"Your Majesty is right," Kang Song almost slipped up and said that Your Majesty was smart, and quickly stopped the topic.

In the fourth year of Cheng'an, the emperor's younger sister, Chen Lan, died of illness. She was given the title of An and buried in the imperial mausoleum. In fact, she was secretly sent to the palace to serve the Supreme Lord. After that, the father and daughter were reunited, and there was no possibility of her restoration.

At the end of the fourth year of Cheng'an, the Duke of Zhenguo died without a successor, so the title of Duke of Zhenguo was taken back and the Jiang family disappeared from the capital.

And Jiang Sheng is now just a seal editor in the Hanlin Academy.

"What did you do outside the palace?" That night, Jiuli sat in Guanju Palace, looking at Jiang San who was wearing the clothes of a palace maid.

"Wife, why did you come here so early?" Jiang San put his hands behind his back with a guilty conscience.

"If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have known that you went out every day these past two days," Jiuli put down the teacup and glanced at Qingfen.

Qingfen quickly knelt on the ground when he looked over, lowered his head, and dared not say a word.

"I just want to go out for a walk," Jiang San walked slowly to Jiuli's side, "It's me who wants to go out. Don't punish them. They are just listening to me," blocking Qing Fen.

"Where are you going? It's not that I don't allow you to go out, but you have to take someone with you. What's the point of just taking them two?" Jiuli stretched out her hand to hold Jiang San's, with helplessness on her face.

"Your birthday is in a few days. I've chosen a birthday gift for you," Jiang San said a little bolder.

"The birthday gift is not as important as you. If something happens to you, I will be worried." Jiuli said seriously, "Next time you leave the palace, you must tell me in advance, okay?"

"I got it, I promise," Jiang San raised his finger.

"As for their failure to persuade the master, they will be fined three months' salary as a small punishment." Jiuli glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground, knowing that it was not their fault, "You are not allowed to beg for mercy."

Jiang San, who was about to plead for mercy, was held back. He looked at Jiuli aggrievedly, but made a gesture and said, "I'll give you three times the supply later." Then he followed Jiuli into the inner room.

"Where is my birthday gift?" As soon as she entered the inner room, Jiuli pushed Jiang San behind the door and whispered in his ear.

"I haven't taken it back yet. If I tell you in advance, it won't be a surprise, my wife." Jiang San smiled with curved eyebrows and hooked his hands on Jiuli's shoulders. "Then is my wife still angry?"

"Angry," Jiuli played with Jiang San's hair with her fingertips, "Go change these clothes, I don't know where they came from."

"My wife, do you dislike me?" Jiang San leaned closer, "I look pretty good like this."

"Can't I go change? My wife has to wait for me here." Jiang San quickly ran to the side and changed his clothes.

"Next time you want to leave the palace, I'll go with you," Jiuli stretched out her hand and pulled Jiang San into her arms as she looked at him coming out. "Although the capital is under the emperor's feet, it has not been peaceful these past two days."

"I will definitely take my wife with me next time," Jiang San hugged her back seriously, "What my wife said is not peaceful, right?"

"There are good and bad people everywhere, and there are many troubles," Jiuli said casually, "The capital is great? Are you happy there and don't want to leave?"

"My wife governs very well," Jiang San leaned in Jiuli's arms, recalling the scene he had just seen, with a smile on his face, "My wife is very capable, she must be the best."

"It's useless to praise me, you know?" Jiuli poked Jiang San's forehead. Does he need to say it? She is already very powerful.

"I must have been so lucky to meet someone as good as my wife. I am so lucky." Jiang San's face was full of exaggeration, and he moved closer, "My wife, what did you like about me? I was so skinny and small at that time."

She didn't look like she does now. She was disgusted by herself, but she actually agreed? It's incredible to think about it. I can only say that she is blind.

"Of course I like your beautiful eyes," Jiuli said with a smile.