The grass in the factory should be plucked

This little tabby cat was given to him by Jiang Li. It is the child of Huahua and a tabby cat.

Jiang Li specially picked out the most intelligent kitten from the litter, planted a blood contract with it, and gave it to Nangong Qinghe.

"Where did Ali go to play today?" Nangong Qinghe asked lovingly while holding little Ali.

He secretly named the little catkin "Ali". Although he could not meet Jiang Li, holding this "Ali" could somewhat comfort his longing for her.

The little tabby cat meowed and struggled to break free from his arms, and pulled out a small wax ball from a corner.

Nangong Qinghe was overjoyed and quickly picked up the wax ball, opened it carefully, and took out the note inside.

On it was Jiang Li's handwriting: "Try to take a look at the Queen's medical records. Is there anything strange? The autumn wind is blowing. I wish you good health. Don't forget to put on more clothes to keep warm."

Jiang Li's handwriting is totally different from her delicate appearance; it is sharp and powerful, and it shines through the paper.

Those words of concern and greeting made Nangong Qinghe's heart feel like it was soaking in a hot spring, full of warmth and tenderness.

I don’t know what method Jiang Li used to train this little tabby cat to act as a messenger.

For him, receiving greetings from little Lihua from time to time is a great comfort and warmth.

He read the note greedily again and again, and then reluctantly put it on the candle flame and burned it.

He wrote back: "I know your thoughts. It's been a long time since we last met, so I haven't heard about your recent situation. I miss you and hope you'll see me soon! The autumn is coming, so if you need anything, please let me know. This letter may be short, but it conveys my feelings. I hope you take care."

Nangong Qinghe rolled up the note and stuffed it into the small wax ball, saying softly, "Ali, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

The little tabby cat meowed, picked up the wax ball, flew out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

After Xie Changan finished dealing with the final matters of Cuixiang Pavilion, he went to see Jiang Li.

He went straight to the point: "I want to know what your purpose is. Don't tell me those nonsense."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes and whispered, "My mother died in an unclear way. I want to know the truth and make the person who killed her pay with blood!"

Xie Changan raised his eyebrows: "I can promise you this. Anything else?"

Jiang Li bit her lip and said, "I want to leave the palace!"

Xie Changan pondered for a moment and said, "According to the old rules, the concubines of the previous emperor who had no children were either buried with the emperor or moved to the royal temple. Then we can conceal the truth and arrange for you to escape. Can you wait?"

That is to say, one has to wait until the old emperor dies. By then, the new emperor will ascend the throne and expand his harem. No one will pay attention to the previous emperor's concubines anymore. This will be the best time to escape.

Jiang Li was overjoyed: "I can wait! Waiting for ten or eight years is not a problem!"

Even if the old emperor took another ten or eight years, she was only in her twenties, in the prime of her life. There was no place in the world that she could not go.

She believed that Xie Changan would be able to do what he promised.

He looked at her deeply and said, "Okay."

Xie Changan took out a waist badge and a mask, and said in a deep voice: "If you take this waist badge today, there will no longer be Lady Yu Guiren in front of me, only Yin Shiliu, the secret guard of the East Factory."

"You must obey my orders and follow them. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"

Jiang Li solemnly took the badge, put the mask on his face, and knelt on one knee: "I am Yin Shiliu, and I greet you, Lord Commandant!"

Xie Changan put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I'll let Yin Jiu pick you up at twilight hour tomorrow."

Xie Changan arranged an external identity for her: a disciple of Penglai Island overseas, Jiang Li, a secret guard of the East Factory, codenamed Yin Shiliu.

As a secret guard, Jiang Li only needs to go on duty at night. During the day, she should stay in the cold palace and be her concubine.

Jiang Li was quite satisfied with this arrangement, as it allowed her to stay in the cold palace during the day and continue practicing martial arts.

Xie Changan took out a stack of silver notes and handed them to her: "You have made the greatest contribution to the Cuixiang Pavilion incident, but I cannot ask for a reward for you. I can only convert it into silver and give it to you."

Jiang Li took it and looked at it, there was actually 10,000 taels!

She was overjoyed: "So much! Can you help me find a bank to store it? It doesn't seem safe to keep it in the palace."

Xie Changan curled his lips slightly: "Okay."

When Yinjiu learned that Yu Guiren had become his colleague and the youngest in the Yin Guard, he was shocked, happy and afraid.

The good news was that he was worrying about how to repay Jiang Li, and now that they had become colleagues, he just had to take better care of her. Jiang Li had outstanding lightness skills, and with the help of the Rat Immortal, wasn't he a good material for being a spy?

What he was afraid of was that Jiang Li had a special identity. A concubine in the harem turned out to be a secret guard of the East Factory, and her leader went crazy with her. If the matter was exposed, he would definitely be charged with "deceiving the emperor" and he would be finished too!

The next day, Yin Jiu went to deliver the secret guard uniform to Jiang Li trembling with fear.

Jiang Li changed into a black nightgown specially made for the East Factory, put on a mask that covered most of her face, and tied her hair into a neat Taoist bun. Where was there any trace of Concubine Yu?

She is petite, with fair skin, and her androgynous dress makes her look like a handsome boy of about thirteen or fourteen at first glance.

"Rat!"

Following Jiang Li's shout, the fat rat jumped out from the corner like lightning and jumped onto Jiang Li's shoulder.

"Rat, Rat Immortal, how are you?" Yin Jiu bowed to the fat mouse in a flattering manner.

"Brother Yinjiu, why are you so respectful to it? I am its owner!" Jiang Li was very dissatisfied.

Yin Jiu trembled and bowed to Jiang Li again: "Fairy, please forgive me. I have offended you many times in the past. Please don't blame me!"

"Hahahaha..." Jiang Li laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. "Do you really think I'm some kind of mountain goblin or monster? Look, I have a shadow, right?"

She grabbed Yinjiu's hand again, "My hand is hot, right?"

Her little hand was soft and smooth, and Yin Jiu was so scared that he quickly shook it off, "Sister Sixteen, I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let's go. Will you be punished if you're late?"

Yin Jiu said: "If it's too late, you won't be able to leave the palace. The palace gate will be locked at 3:30 pm."

"Ah? Then hurry up! Rat, let's go!"

Upon hearing this, the fat rat slid into Jiang Li's sleeve.

Yin Jiu couldn't help but shudder again. Could this girl be a rat spirit?

Jiang Li jumped over the wall lightly, his figure was like light smoke and floating clouds, and it seemed that he would float away with the wind in the next moment.

Yin Jiu was amazed at her improved Qinggong skills. Fearing that he could not catch up, he whispered, "Shiliu, slow down, wait for me!"

Yin Jiu was very familiar with the palace. He led Jiang Li through a deserted and secluded path and around to the duty room of the East Factory in the palace, where Xie Changan was waiting for them.

The East Depot’s headquarters was not located in the palace, but in the imperial city outside the imperial palace.

There were only two duty rooms in the palace, east and west. Usually, Liao Wuyong or Xie Changan would stay here when they were on duty in the palace.

Yin Jiu bowed to Xie Changan and said, "Boss, I have brought the person here."

Jiang Li also gave Xie Changan a standard bow: "Greetings, sir!"

Xie Changan stood up and said calmly, "Let's go."

Jiang Li followed him without looking away and walked out of the palace.

Xie Changan suddenly stopped and said coldly: "If you insist on taking your rat with you, don't let me see it, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Jiang Li answered seriously, but she was chuckling in her heart. She was really afraid of mice, right?

The fat rat in the sleeve was so scared that it huddled into a ball, not daring to move. It clearly felt a strong murderous aura just now!