Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

At three o'clock the next day, an uninvited guest came to the Jiangxue Palace.

"My Lady, your Majesty means that the end of the year is approaching and the palace is preparing for the blessing. If you accidentally run into it, it will be a grave crime to exterminate the clan. So..."

Xiao Fuzi paused and looked up at Song Yuesheng who was sitting in the upper seat.

Still propping up his head and pretending to sleep.

He couldn't guess what the imperial concubine meant, so he gritted his teeth and said what His Majesty had said: "Your Majesty hopes that Your Majesty will not step out of the Jiangxue Palace before the Lantern Festival."

Song Yuesheng moved her fingers, changed the direction and continued to support her head, her red lips slightly opened.

"Eunuch Fu, there are many maids and servants in my palace, and the winter supplies will not last until the Lantern Festival."

"Your Majesty's oral instructions are only for the Empress. The rest of your palace can receive the food, charcoal, clothes and other things they need according to the regulations of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Xiao Fuzi secretly complained.

Since the oral instruction was so obviously directed at the Imperial Concubine, Your Majesty could have completely given up on using the New Year's Eve as an excuse to confine the Imperial Concubine.

Song Yuesheng raised her hand and said, "I understand. Qiaoxin, send Eunuch Fu away."

"Yes."

Qiao Xin bowed and when she reached the door, she gave Xiao Fuzi a gold bracelet.

"I hope you can help me."

All the ministers attended the New Year's Eve dinner.

If the Empress did not show up, the ministers would certainly feel that she had fallen out of favor, and General Song would probably also be ridiculed.

The position of queen also depends on the advice of ministers.

Prime Minister Wen is an even tougher nut to crack.

Xiao Fuzi quickly stuffed the gold bracelet into her sleeve, looked around, and sighed as she advised, "Your Majesty is nostalgic. As long as the imperial concubine is honest and dutiful and follows your Majesty's wishes, the order to reflect on your mistakes behind closed doors can be changed."

"Thank you for telling me, sir."

Honest and dutiful?

Qiao Xin glanced at the main hall of Jiangxue Palace.

The empress who had just entered the palace was indeed honest and hardworking. Every day, she would bask in the sun and trim the flowers in the yard.

But ever since the Empress was injured and fell seriously ill, she has become like a completely different person.

Not only did he let Qiao Yue take many banned books from the library, but sometimes he also asked her to read them during lunch break.

Qiao Yue said that this was the real empress.

Qiao Xin calmed herself down and decided to swallow what Xiao Fuzi had just said.

In the main hall, Qiao Yue took advantage of the fact that there were no other maids and spoke ill of Xiao Guixi for a long time.

At the end of the conversation, he drank three cups of tea.

"Miss!"

Qiao Yue caught a glimpse of Song Yuesheng flipping through a book and couldn't help but walk over and raise her voice.

Confinement means you can't go anywhere, how can the Queen still be so calm!

Song Yuesheng said lightly: "Do you think your wife is a person who abides by the rules?"

Qiao Yue thought of the past and shut her mouth.

How could she forget that if the queen followed the rules, heavy snow would fall in the hot summer.

But the imperial palace is different from the general's mansion.

There are patrolling guards everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will end up being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Ok……

Wait for Qiao Xin to come back and discuss with her how to help the Empress get out without telling anyone outside.

The little maid scratched her head and then raised the corners of her mouth.

The ever-changing expressions made Song Yuesheng sigh that young girls can't hide things.

Staying indoors won't have much impact on her for the time being.

In this world, the heroine Wen Man has two opportunities.

Five established male protagonists and two turning points that changed their fate.

The first time is the upcoming New Year’s Eve dinner, when a modern pop song “He Doesn’t Understand” evoked many people’s memories of the late Queen Huixian.

After New Year's Eve, Wen Man was promoted from a talented person to a noble lady, and slowly began to interact with the five male protagonists.

Although the twelfth day of the first lunar month is the last day of the month for Wen Man, she may come out earlier because of her wild aura.

Song Yuesheng tapped the table with his fingertips.

"By the way, Madam, when I was cleaning today, I found a box of ointment on your dressing table."

Qiao Yue suddenly remembered something, took out an enamel box from her sleeve and placed it on the table.

Then, she put her hand to her mouth and continued in a low voice: "My lady, I have never seen this box of ointment. I am afraid there are spies in our palace. Do you want me to take it to the Imperial Hospital for investigation?"

Song Yuesheng wanted to say no, but swallowed his words when he saw the enamel box.

Exquisite workmanship and delicate glaze.

Song Yuesheng opened the round lid, fanned it, and sniffed gently.

The smell is similar to the frostbite ointment Wen Man sent me yesterday, but slightly stronger, mixed with a faint rose scent.

Everyone in Shaojing knew that the late Queen Huixian loved roses and had bought roses from all the flower shops in Shaojing on her birthday.

Song Yuesheng sneered.

He really carried out empathy to the fullest.

"Things of unknown origin should not exist. Take them to the stove in the small kitchen and burn them. As for the spy..." Song Yuesheng blinked and said playfully, "This is a secret between the two of us. Don't tell anyone. Not even Qiao Xin."

"I will keep it a secret. Let the cook burn it now!"

After saying this, Qiao Yue took the enamel box and trotted out of the hall.

Because he ran too fast, he collided head-on with Qiao Xin.

"Why are you running?"

Qiao Yue hurriedly picked up the small round box on the ground and replied without looking back: "The cook took too long to bring the cakes, and the queen asked me to urge her."

Qiao Xin shook her head worriedly.

Qiao Yue is too impatient and cannot calm down.

It's hard for someone with this kind of personality to help Your Majesty accomplish great things.

**

Cuili Palace.

As Guiren Liu watched Concubine Li instructing the maid to prepare things, her worries grew.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Sister Li Fei, I heard that His Majesty banned the Imperial Concubine from walking this morning. Would it be inappropriate for us to go visit her?"

Concubine Li patted her shoulder and smiled: "There are many people in the palace who take advantage of others' misfortunes, but few who help others in times of need. Looking at history books, the vast majority of people who can survive to the end are a minority. And we should strive to be one of the minority."

"Visiting is not the same as taking sides. If the imperial concubine is in power, we can be safe by thinking of the good things at this moment. Even if the imperial concubine loses power, it will not have any impact on us."

Lady Liu nodded thoughtfully, then told the maid to go back to the room and prepare one or two more things.

Half an hour later, the two of them walked away together, talking and laughing, carrying valuable items such as supplements.

There were no guards guarding outside the Jiangxue Palace, and the servants in the palace did not stop the two of them, and it did not affect the maids coming in and out.

The rumor is true.

Your Majesty only restricted the Imperial Concubine's steps.

From the maids, they learned that the imperial concubine was heartbroken and was resting in a side hall.

However, the further we went, the louder the noise.

The two also heard the content clearly -

A storybook of the common people.

Concubine Li and Concubine Liu looked at each other and knocked on the door with doubt: "Sister Concubine, I and Sister Liu are here to visit you. Is it convenient now?"

"come in."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Concubine Li seemed to hear Concubine Gui’s laughter.

Pushing the door open, the two were so shocked by the scene inside that they couldn't recover for a long time.

The imperial concubine was lightly dressed, leaning on the couch by the window.

There were two or three long strips of rice paper pasted on his face.

A maidservant, with a red face, was reading the contents of the storybook as if no one was around.

A maidservant had long strips of paper stuck all over her face. She was rubbing her hands together and saying proudly, "My queen, I will definitely win next time."

Is this what the maids in Jiangxue Palace said about the imperial concubine being heartbroken and crying and resting in a side hall?