Yue Liuyun's eyelids twitched. He wanted to get up and beat him up, but he was too weak to do so. He could only stare at him speechlessly and said:

"...If you want to do something, didn't you have plenty of opportunities when I was asleep? Why bother with all this effort?"

Jiang Wenjin lay on the table and said in a very devastated manner:

"What can I do? The mission was just assigned and needs to be completed quickly. Has anyone considered my feelings? I even have to drug myself. How can I be so easy..."

"What if I don't eat?"

Yue Liuyun resisted the urge to sleep and persisted in asking about the modus operandi.

Jiang Wenjin said intermittently: "So... at the door, they also... lit a drug..."

Yue Liuyun finally fell down.

Okay, you’re so cruel.

-

Shangxian Palace.

Qiu Shuangwan had been busy all day and was exhausted and worried.

Yue Liuyun whispered to him last night, "My friend, if nothing unexpected happens, there should be a spy in your palace. Wanqing will take action to get rid of her tonight. You must be mentally prepared."

"...Also, don't believe a word I say later. I'm talking to that person."

"Finally, remember that from now on, you can't trust anyone except me and Wanqing. Be sure to act with caution."

...The whole thing sounded like a strange story, which made Qiu Shuangwan feel very uneasy.

As for who "that person" is and who those words were spoken to, the answer has been revealed today.

Yuqing is dead, completely dead.

She is the spy lurking in Shangxian Palace.

What did Yue Liuyun say last night? She seemed to say... she went to see Lord Su, and the man from the Imperial Household Department had confessed, and the evidence pointed to the palace.

Since she said she didn't want to believe a word of it, it meant that her confession was false.

But why did she do this?

Qiu Shuangwan couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried.

He knew nothing about these conspiracies and calculations.

If I remember correctly, Yuqing has been by his side since he came into this world.

Who planted her as a spy, and why was she sent to monitor her?

Qiu Shuangwan thought to herself.

What could be possible to be plotted against in yourself?

Back then, when the mutiny took place at the peace banquet, Zhang Jing and Murong Huai wanted to capture him alive, use him for their own purposes, and make weapons for them.

Precisely because of the importance of weapons, he had kept a trick up his sleeve when making muskets over the years. Without him, no one could have made it successfully.

Alas, as expected, when a person is too powerful, he is easily noticed.

Qiu Shuangwan thought with some distress but also very narcissistically.

At this moment, the palace maid suddenly came over respectfully to deliver the news.

"Your Majesty, the Concubine Shu is here."

Qiu Shuangwan immediately jumped up, straightened her clothes, and said, "Let her in quickly."

After a while, Luo Tong came in a light-colored skirt with a waist and a bottom. The sleeves were covered with light jasmine flowers of the color of lotus. Her three thousand black hair was tied up in a loose bun, and she wore a silver-painted sash, a dark palace belt loosely tied around her waist, and a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows. She walked over with an outstanding and graceful figure.

Qiu Shuangwan was stunned by her outfit and stood there in a daze.

"Sister," Luo Tong said, shaking her hand as soon as she came up, "...I heard that the maid named Yuqing in your palace fell and drowned. You've been busy all day, but have you investigated the matter?"

Qiu Shuangwan shook her head and sighed, "The palace coroner said she was killed and thrown into the lake, but we still need to investigate who did it."

"It's really scary," Luo Tongyan frowned slightly, "...Luckily, sister is okay."

She ordered her personal maid to bring something.

"My sister once said that when you are in a bad mood, you should eat more sweet things. This is a pastry I made myself. It's my first time cooking, and I don't know if it's edible." Luo Tong said.

Qiu Shuangwan: “…”

"I don't know if I can eat it." Are you serious?

Also, he just saw that Luo Tong was depressed every day, so he said those words to cheer the girl up. He was still a man at heart and had no obsession with desserts. Moreover, he was very confused and couldn't eat.

But he couldn't bear to offend her, so he took the plate of cakes, put it on the table, and sat down with her.

The palace maids bowed and left.

Qiu Shuangwan smiled and said, "...You usually dress plainly and elegantly, why are you dressed so beautifully today?"

Luo Tong smiled faintly and whispered, "I originally thought... His Majesty would come to Shuhua Palace tonight, so I dressed more formally."

"So, he didn't go to your place tonight." The insensitive Qiu Shuangwan didn't notice the hidden meaning in her words at all, and continued talking to himself.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind and asked curiously, "Well... this may be a bit presumptuous, but I want to ask, he also comes to your place occasionally, do you two... ever, uh... do that?"

"What does it mean?"

Qiu Shuangwan asked mysteriously, "...In other words, are you and His Majesty actually married?"

"Sister, are you really concerned about this?" Luo Tong's beautiful eyes held a subtle hint of inquiry, yet she still smiled gently as she spoke softly, "...Then I'd also like to ask... are you interested in His Majesty?"

"Me? How is that possible!" Qiu Shuangwan felt as if she had heard a huge joke, and even felt a little chill.

He is straight, okay!

If he wants to like someone, he should like a beauty like her, not a man!

He turned to look at Luo Tong and asked seriously: "What about you, do you like him?"

Luo Tong lowered her long eyelashes, her eyes dimmed, as if she was recalling the distant past, her fingertips curled up.

After a long while, she sighed and said in a deep voice, "I will never be interested in him in my life."

I would rather... I had never known him.

Qiu Shuangwan was completely confused.

What does this mean?

Luo Tong raised her misty eyes and smiled softly, "...Sister, it's been a few days since you taught me math. Are there any new types of questions? I suddenly feel like learning."

Qiu Shuangwan: “…”

Magic.

Qiu Shuangwan's mouth twitched, and she said helplessly: "Sister, you are much better than me in this area now. There is nothing more I can teach you."

"How about you clean up and come up with some new 'conjectures', 'proofs', 'theorems' or whatever? Then you'll be the greatest mathematician in Daying, unprecedented and unrivalled."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and said with a smile:

"Or...why not just change your name to Gauss?"

Luo Tong held up her chin, chuckled, and said, "Sister, are you praising me?"

"Yes, that's really smart!" Qiu Shuangwan gave a thumbs up.

he thought.

Luo Tong is a gentle girl, but she may be a little depressed and unhappy all day long. From the perspective of modern medicine, this needs to be resolved and she needs psychological counseling to help her find the meaning of life. Otherwise, the condition will become more and more serious and may even lead to suicide.

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