I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

When it was dusk and the stars and the moon came out, the hall was filled with brilliant candlelight. Su Minglang sent Nanxing and Xiaoye away and sat alone in the huge hall until the sun set in the west. The silvery light filled the space in front of the window, and the man who was sitting stiffly was able to move his body and relax his numb limbs.

"At three o'clock in the morning, I revisited the old place."

Su Minglang was playing with a piece of paper in her hand. The wrinkles on the paper showed that it had been flipped through many times. The yellowed pages were reflected with vigorous and powerful strokes, but the short four words gave her a different feeling.

"Li Zhao, Li Zhao, after today I will be able to get the information I want to know, and you will also know my purpose and means, but what is your purpose?"

"What is your purpose in helping me like this without even asking why?"

"What is my purpose?" Li Zhao didn't expect that Su Minglang would ask this as the first question when he saw him. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly came to his senses, with his standard smile still on his face.

Only this time, there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

"I thought Your Majesty would be more concerned about His Majesty's decision." Li Zhao looked at her with a smile, tilted his head but still did not answer her question, "It seems that Your Majesty's proposal was indeed heard by His Majesty. He looks more anxious."

"We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate. I have done everything I can, and the rest is up to each individual." Su Minglang was not led away by his words. Instead, she became more curious about his purpose and thoughts.

"Lord Li is deeply trusted by His Majesty. The faster he can solve the case, the more favor he will get from His Majesty. But why is Lord Li willing to waste his time for me, a concubine with little social connections?"

Su Minglang stared at him intently, trying to read something from his eyes. "Lord Li is willing to risk his life to help me. I am humbled by your kindness."

Li Zhao looked at her with a complicated expression, chuckled for a long while, stood up and faced the dilapidated palace and asked softly: "Madam, do you know who originally lived here?"

The moonlight is just right today, shining through the thin clouds onto the earth. The silvery-white light makes the dead and rotten land look even more desolate. The withered and yellow branches and leaves are tangled together in a mess, swaying in the wind and making rustling sounds, as if they are whispering a secret legend.

Su Minglang didn't know why he suddenly asked this. She followed his gaze and frowned slightly. As far as she could remember, there didn't seem to be any famous people living here.

"Your Majesty's great-grandfather, the founding emperor Xiao Changyuan, had a first wife. They had been together since childhood." Li Zhao seemed to be deeply immersed in some memories. He did not care about Su Minglang's expression and continued to talk on his own: "Unfortunately, his first wife was not blessed with good fortune. She died of illness at the beginning of the founding of Great Yan."

"So this is the residence of Emperor Gaozu's first wife?" Su Minglang also stood up, walked to his side and looked around this place carefully.

Although the scene under the palace wall has declined, one can still see some of the former prosperity from the tiny ruins. Su Minglang looked at it from afar, and although he could not see it clearly, he seemed to hear a distant noisy sound.

"Everyone knows that Emperor Gaozu was in love all his life. Apart from his first wife who passed away long ago, he only had one empress and no other concubines. However, few people know about the past of this first wife. Even the historians only have a few fragments of her."

Li Zhao ignored Su Minglang's actions and was still immersed in his own thoughts. "Emperor Gaozu's first wife was named Bai Ruo. The original name of this courtyard was Han Ya Pavilion."

"Ms. Bai's nickname in her boudoir is Yaniang."

"Han Ya Pavilion?" Su Minglang smiled unintentionally, "This Emperor Gaozu is a rare infatuated man."

"A lovesick man? Ha!" Li Zhao sneered, as if he had walked out of his thoughts. When he came to his senses, the nostalgia in his eyes had long disappeared, leaving only a smile that had not yet reached his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was moved at the moment and said a lot of nonsense to you." Li Zhao took a lingering look at the scenery under the palace wall, bowed and said goodbye.

"It's getting late, I will take my leave now." Li Zhao paused and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Madam, I will do my best to help you with whatever you want to do."

Just as Su Minglang was about to ask him to stay, there was a rustling sound in the distance. Li Zhao looked at them with deep eyes, took a step and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Su Minglang turned off the palace lanterns, but saw the lights in the distance getting closer and closer. She was about to find a place to hide, but a hand suddenly reached out from behind her and pulled her behind the rockery.

"It's me, the master!" Xiao Ye gently covered her mouth, and slowly let go when she saw her expression eased. "Be careful, don't make any noise."

Su Minglang loosened the hand that was holding the hairpin, moved his body and hid behind the rockery. He saw the light in front of him shining casually, and then went away when he saw nothing unusual.

It was not until the lights faded that Su Minglang slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He came back to his senses and looked seriously at the person in front of him. He lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here? Did you lead this person here?"

"I saw the Madam walking out of the palace alone, so I followed her without thinking much." Xiao Ye lowered her head guiltily, "But I lost track of her halfway, and walked towards this side by myself, accidentally alarming the guards on duty."

"Nonsense!" Su Minglang scolded, carefully lowering his voice, "I wonder if they will be waiting outside."

Su Minglang was a little worried. After all, there had been panic in the palace recently, and these guards would inevitably have to be more vigilant. He was afraid that the patrols would become more stringent.

"There's a house over there. Let's hide there for a while. To be on the safe side, let's go back when it's almost dawn." Su Minglang pointed behind him. There was a dark figure standing faintly in the night.

"Okay." Xiao Ye responded, carefully looked in the direction where the light appeared, supported Su Minglang, lowered his body and walked into the broken hall.

Compared with the environment outside, this obviously historical building appeared even more dilapidated. The long-uninhabited house was covered with spider webs and thick dust accumulated in every visible place.

Xiao Ye shrank back in disdain, and looked at Su Minglang hesitantly: "Master, is this place really suitable for people?"

"What else can we do? Hide behind the rockery all night? I'm afraid that the guards won't find us before the cold wind of late autumn swallows us up."

Su Minglang casually swept the dust off the floor, bent his knees and sat down, "Sit closer. Although this house is shabby, it can at least keep out some of the cold wind."

"Hold on and don't fall asleep." Su Minglang warned him with some concern, "The temperature is too low and falling asleep could be fatal."

"I understand, master." Xiao Ye responded, and curled up to sit next to her.