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

Jasmine was beaten with the stick ninety times. Even if the guards who were carrying out the execution tried to hold back, she could only lie limply on the torture bench, breathing in but not out.

Su Minglang did not continue the interrogation. She just wanted to know that she had broken Jasmine's psychological defenses. Only by saving her life could she move on to the next step.

After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner is coming soon.

After dealing with Jasmine's matter, Su Minglang ordered the palace maids to put the incense back up. Concubine Li sent people to contact Nanxing several times, but Nanxing postponed them all with various reasons.

As for Jasmine, she was just an eye left by Concubine Li in Linglong Palace. Now that there is the more useful Nanxing, who would care about her current situation?

Perhaps it was Nanxing's repeated refusal that finally aroused suspicion in Zhaohua Palace. Before the sun set, Mudan couldn't wait to grab Nanxing and vowed to interrogate him.

"You don't want to go back on your word, do you? Nanxing!"

Nanxing was originally sent by Su Minglang to pick up Xiaoye and bring her back to the palace. These past few days, Ye had been in the Queen's Palace preparing small items for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Minglang was worried that Concubine Li would be desperate and take action against Xiaoye when she saw that there had been no progress for a long time, so she sent Nanxing to pick her up. After all, if there were only a few palace maids, Nanxing's ability would be more than enough for them to escape.

"How could it be?" Nan Xing quickly recovered from her shock and quickly adjusted her expression, pretending to be heartbroken. "How could I regret it? How could I regret it?"

Nanxing stared at Mudan with a resentful look, looking like he was struggling. "My parents, brothers and sisters are all in the care of the queen. How dare I go back on my word? How can I go back on my word?"

"It's good that you know!" Mudan softened her tone. After all, Nanxing was still useful now, so she couldn't push him too much. "Since you haven't regretted it, why don't you do it quickly?"

"How can we start now?" Nan Xing shook her head in disapproval. "Aunt Mudan, don't you know? The Queen just visited Su Zhaoyi a few days ago. She thinks highly of her and even asked about all matters related to the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner."

"The maid named Ye Zi from Linglong Palace has been going in and out of Kunning Palace every day to do things for the Queen these days. How could Su Minglang get into trouble at such a critical moment?"

"Now Concubine Su is the queen's favorite. If anything happens to her, the queen will definitely get to the bottom of it. At this point, Aunt Mudan, are you still going to hide it from me? Is what you gave me really just a little trick?"

"Does Concubine Li want Su Zhaoyi to be embarrassed or die?"

"Shut up!" Mudan was shocked to see her speaking without taboos, "Shut up, you dare to say anything, aren't you afraid that there are ears on the other side of the wall?"

"I am about to kill someone, what else do I have to be afraid of?" Nan Xing trembled in despair, "If Su Zhaoyi dies, those of us around her will definitely be the first to be killed."

"I am not afraid of torture, so why would I be afraid of speaking a few words?"

"Don't worry, Concubine Li will protect you!" Mudan was afraid that she would give up, so she coaxed her, "The Concubine said that as long as you can do things well, no one can touch you. Don't worry, the Concubine will not let you lose your life."

"Madam, did she really say that?" Nan Xing was slightly moved, but then looked at her blankly: "Then, then what do you think, should I do it or not?"

"This..." Mudan pondered for a while. Normally, if a concubine died suddenly of illness, as long as the cause of the disease could not be found, the matter would not involve too much. But this time was different. The Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon, and the emperor had been free for the past few days. If Su Minglang died suddenly during this period of time, it would probably cause a big commotion.

By then, as long as there is any clue pointing to Zhaohua Palace, there will be no peace in Zhaohua Palace.

"Wait, wait a little longer!" Mudan gritted her teeth and sighed fiercely: "Let's put this matter off until after the Mid-Autumn Festival and after this storm. There are too many people watching us inside and outside the palace now."

"Then what should I do now?" Nan Xing changed her argument from the beginning and asked her blankly, "When should I take action? Will it really not implicate me?"

"Don't worry!" Mudan comforted her first, then turned around and left in a hurry, leaving Nanxing alone. Her eyes instantly turned calm, and she looked coldly in the direction of Zhaohua Palace.

The weather was getting colder day by day. The Imperial Astronomical Observatory observed the celestial phenomena at night and reported to the emperor that there would be a cold winter this year. The previous dynasty was arguing endlessly about how to welcome the coming of winter. There were so many memorials submitted every day that they could not read all of them. Three of the eunuchs who were carrying the memorials were so exhausted that they fell ill.

Xiao Heng hasn't been to the harem for several days. Although he also wanted to go to Li, he still had to take Su Minglang into consideration on the surface. What's more, he also had a little yearning for Linglong Palace in his heart.

Xiao Heng looked very bad due to days of hard work. He had dinner in Linglong Palace. Despite Su Minglang's repeated feeding, he only ate a little and put down his chopsticks.

"I have finished my use, my beloved concubine, there is no need to persuade me anymore."

"How can this be?" Su Minglang walked to Xiao Heng with concern, and gently stroked his thin face. "Your Majesty has been working hard these past few days, and you have lost a lot of weight. How can you not eat more? How can your body bear it?"

Su Minglang picked up the spoon, scooped a bowl of white jade soup and brought it to his mouth, "Consider this as a request from your majesty, please have another bowl of soup."

"This white jade soup is lighter and less greasy than other dishes. Your Majesty, if you use less, your body will have more strength."

When Xiao Heng saw Su Minglang holding the bowl of soup in front of him and looking at him with a pair of eyes full of heartache and attachment, his heart softened instantly, "Okay, I'll have another bowl of soup."

Xiao Heng took the bowl of soup, reached out and gently touched the tip of Su Minglang's nose, showing his utmost doting.

"Your Majesty," Su Minglang took Xiao Heng's empty bowl of soup and gently placed it on the table, "I understand that the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs, but I dare to ask, if Your Majesty is willing, you can also tell me about those annoying things."

"I just thought that if Your Majesty could speak out, you would feel better after you get it out of your mind."

Xiao Heng felt even more pity for Su Minglang as he watched her cautious behavior. He quickly reached out to help her up as she bent her knees slightly. "My beloved concubine is willing to share my worries. How could I blame her?"

"What could the previous dynasty have done? Humph!" Xiao Heng snorted, and said with an unhappy look: "They all rely on their seniority and age, and are sure that I can't do anything to them, so they show off in front of me."

"They argue for half an hour over such a small matter!" Xiao Heng slammed the teacup on the table in anger. Su Minglang hurriedly walked up to him and gently stroked his back to help him calm down.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. What the ministers say and do is for the common people. Your Majesty is the same. We are all for the common people, but the methods are different. Your Majesty, please be patient."