After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Shen Bingning sat up suddenly, looking shocked, "What does this have to do with Qing'er?"

The young maid quickly explained: "They said that all those who participated in the banquet affairs must be investigated."

Shen Bingning didn't bother to put on her shoes, she just threw off the quilt and rushed out. The little maid remembered the last time His Majesty got furious because Miss Shen touched the ground barefoot, so she quickly picked up her shoes and chased after her, "Miss, your shoes!"

Outside the door, there were several officials from the Ministry of Internal Affairs whom Shen Bingning did not recognize, and they were about to take Qing'er away.

Seeing this, Shen Bingning immediately stopped him with a stern voice: "Let her go!"

Wang Shuangxi, the official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs with a fair complexion and cunning eyes, stepped forward immediately upon seeing this, with a flattering smile on his face: "I am sorry for disturbing Miss Shen. I really deserve to die."

Shen Bingning looked at him, feeling unhappy: "What right do you have to interrogate my Qing'er?"

Wang Shuangxi was about to speak, but was interrupted by Shen Bingning: "Let me ask you, was the food at the banquet made by Qing'er?"

"No."

"Did Qing'er bring it up?"

"No."

"Could it be that Qing'er fed those ladies herself?"

"Not at all."

Shen Bingning sneered, with an unquestionable firmness in her tone: "Since neither of them is her, why did you take Qing'er away?"

Wang Shuangxi seemed a little embarrassed, but still tried to explain: "Ms. Shen, the person who poisoned us has not yet been identified, and poisoning does not necessarily require personal intervention. I need to interrogate all the people involved in detail."

Shen Bingning protected Qing'er behind her and said firmly, "Wait until you find the real murderer and let him identify him before you come and bring people with you."

Wang Shuangxi had never thought that a little palace maid could be so protected by Shen Bingning. He looked embarrassed and tried to persuade Shen Bingning by saying the rules: "But your majesty asked me to handle it fairly, and I am also acting according to the rules."

This scene was not only a sudden storm, but also a test of Shen Bingning's wisdom and courage.

"I'm saying this now," Qing'er, the personal maid beside Shen Bingning, nervously pulled the corner of her clothes. Shen Bingning's voice was firm and clear, like an unquestionable mountain. "Unless someone can point out that Qing'er was personally involved in that heinous poisoning incident, otherwise, no one can touch her at all!" After she finished speaking, her eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

Everyone within the palace walls knows that Miss Shen has been deeply favored by His Majesty recently. She is like the most beautiful flower in spring, and no one dares to touch her easily.

Wang Shuangxi, the usually arrogant chief eunuch, had to suppress his arrogance in the face of this power that could not be underestimated. He forced an awkward smile on his face, and led his men to disappear at the end of the corridor in disgrace, leaving behind only a series of fading footsteps.

Qing'er frowned, her worry evident in her words: "Miss, if I cooperate with their investigation, maybe I can clear my suspicion faster."

Shen Bingning frowned unhappily, and her tone was firm and unquestionable: "Qing'er, you are obviously innocent, why do you allow those people to accuse you and interrogate you at will?"

Qing'er sighed softly, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes: "But, Eunuch Wang holds great power in the inner palace. If we offend him, the maids assigned to our Fengqing Palace in the future will probably be prejudiced against us, and our lives will be difficult."

Shen Bingning seemed not to care about it at all. She yawned lazily and was about to turn around and go back to the embroidered couch to continue her morning dream, but the corner of her eye inadvertently swept across the yellowed Buddhist scripture on the table, and an indescribable emptiness and loneliness suddenly surged in her heart.

Wang Shuangxi lowered his head, secretly guessing every thought of his superiors, trying to find his own foothold in this complicated court struggle.

After listening to Wang Shuangxi's report, His Majesty was silent for a moment. During that time of tea, the air seemed to freeze. However, in the end, he did not express any blame for Miss Shen's obstruction.

Xiao Yi, the man who always carries a bit of mystery, gently shook the wine glass in his hand, causing ripples in the wine. His voice was low and magnetic: "This Shen Bingning is getting more and more courageous."

An Feng, as Xiao Yi's right-hand man, just lowered his head silently without saying a word.

He also noticed Miss Shen's recent transformation. Her courage and determination seemed to have grown quietly without him noticing.

Seeing that An Feng did not respond, Wang Shuangxi realized that this was a topic that should not be discussed publicly, so he tactfully shut up.

Xiao Yi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. The wine slid down his throat, leaving a spicy and warm taste. "You don't need to interfere in this matter anymore. Go away."

Wang Shuangxi answered immediately after hearing the order, his voice full of respect: "Yes."

Then he quietly left the room.

Xiao Yi's eyes inadvertently fell on the two poems on the table, and his brows slightly frowned. "Ms. Shen will leave the palace tomorrow. No matter what happens outside the palace, you should not intervene directly, but you must ensure her safety. Nothing can go wrong."

"understood."

An Feng's answer was brief and calm, as if nothing could stir up any waves in his heart.

"By the way, are there any new developments in South Korea?" Xiao Yi's thoughts changed quickly, his eyes sharp.

"It is said that the Regent of South Korea plans to take Princess Ling to the State of Chu to celebrate the birthday of Queen Mother Xu."

An Feng replied, with a barely perceptible hint of worry in his tone.

Han Jingcheng, the man who always thought highly of himself, should not have been bothered to attend the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of Chu. There must be a deeper conspiracy behind this trip, which is probably related to the mysterious object.

"What about Wei? What actions have they taken?"

Xiao Yi's questions were quick and direct.

"The State of Wei sent the third prince, Wei Yuchen."

Dark Wind responded quickly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi immediately made a decision: "Send someone to Dezhou immediately. No matter what, we must not let the object fall into the hands of others."

"As ordered."

An Feng's answer was brief and powerful.

**

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the window lattice into the house. Shen Bingning asked Qing'er to help her choose some clothes that were convenient for her to move in, preparing to leave the palace.

"Keep the bun simple so it doesn't get in the way."

She instructed softly.

Everything was ready, and Shen Bingning suddenly asked: "Qing'er, how much silver do we have now?" Only when they left the palace with money could they feel at ease.

Qing'er carefully opened the small drawer at the bottom of the dressing table. There were a few simple items inside. She explained, "Miss, this is the monthly allowance. It's all here."

Shen Bingning looked over and saw three silver ingots the size of eggs lying quietly in the drawer. She couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Is that all?"

The protagonists in TV dramas always have boxes full of gold, silver and treasures, but how come I only have three pieces of silver left?