The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

Before Xiao Yu could say anything, Fei Wan had already taken two steps at a time and hurried forward to hold the old nun's hand.

"Master Huizhen, it's really you...it's really you? You're still alive? That's great!!"

He didn't even care that the old nun was dirty, and hugged her and burst into tears in her arms.

"Amitabha, please don't cry, my lady. I am fine."

After being stunned, Huizhen was also moved. Two strings of clear tears flowed from her eye sockets, washing away the dirt on her face and creating two grooves.

It looks both funny and pitiful.

Xiao Hui beside her whispered to remind her: "It's not the Queen, it's the Young Master, Zhao Ronghua."

"Amitabha, I am not good at speaking and don't know the rules of the palace..."

Huizhen quickly apologized and tried to comfort Feiwan a little helplessly. She almost wanted to wipe Feiwan's tears with her dusty and muddy sleeves.

The virtuous concubine was quick to step forward and pull them apart.

"Sister Zhao, don't be so quick to cry. She's still alive, and you'll have plenty of opportunities to reminisce. For now, how about letting Huizhen tell you everything she knows?"

"Thank you, ma'am."

Fei Wan stopped sobbing.

When Consort Xian saw the food box in the hand of the imperial eunuch, she smiled and said, "Your Majesty, are you sending me something delicious?"

"Zhao Qing made this, you should try it too."

Xiao Yu asked someone to bring out the yogurt and lotus seed soup.

Fei Wan bowed respectfully and said, "There are so many exquisite foods in Changle Palace. I am sorry for showing off my skills in front of an expert. I hope Your Majesty will not blame me."

The virtuous concubine was in a good mood and not jealous. She smiled and asked someone to bring crystal plates and personally served the cheese to the emperor.

Xiao Yu ate the smooth, sweet and soft cheese and glanced at Hui Zhen: "Where did you find her?"

"Your Majesty, please allow me to explain. Although I am a fool, I find the events of the birthday banquet strange. Why didn't Huizhen's nunnery catch fire earlier or later, but only when Yuan Shuren's blood letter was about to be made public? Although the blood-stained incident has come to an end, Sister Zhao's identity remains unknown, and it's inevitable that people will still criticize her in the future."

I thought, wouldn't it be best to rescue her and let her concentrate on serving Your Majesty from now on? So I got involved and told my family privately, asking them to help keep an eye on the case of the fire in the nunnery.

As luck would have it, when the Jingzhao government officials went to the nunnery to investigate, they stumbled upon the living Master Huizhen. Upon hearing this, I hastened to summon Huizhen to the palace so she could reveal the mystery of Sister Zhao's identity.

I have acted on my own and violated palace rules. Your Majesty, please punish me!"

She squatted down and apologized, her face solemn.

Huizhen, who was standing next to her, was so scared that she immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed.

He looked frightened, as if he had never seen the world before.

Xiao Yu put down the bowl and smiled faintly: "Then punish Concubine Xian and serve me another bowl of lotus seed soup."

"The concubine obeys!"

The virtuous concubine showed a look of joy, knowing that the emperor did not mind her private actions, and immediately stood up to serve.

After serving the lotus seed soup, she asked someone to bring some exquisite snacks from her palace for the emperor to enjoy.

Fei Wan stayed quietly by his side, occasionally sobbing to show her sadness.

For the rest, let Concubine Xian take the lead.

With the encouragement and guidance of Concubine Xian, Huizhen trembled and told her story.

It turned out that during this period of time, there were always people, familiar or unfamiliar, who came to her to ask her openly or secretly about the incident of Minister Yu losing his daughter, and asked her whether she helped the Yu family find their daughter two years ago.

This was the Yu family's private matter, so she kept it a secret and didn't tell anyone in detail.

The night before yesterday, someone came to ask her if she would be willing to publicly identify Fei Wan as the real daughter of the Yu family.

The other party also gave her a silver note worth 50,000 taels.

She didn't agree.

Unexpectedly, something happened in the early morning.

A huge fire broke out in the nunnery, seemingly starting in the kitchen, but the fire in her Zen room burned fastest and fiercest. She had gotten up at night to go to the toilet, and when she came back it was too late to rush into the house to save people.

A wandering nun who lived with her was burned to a charred corpse.

Suspecting there was some reason for this, she quietly escaped, not daring to show up, leaving everyone to believe she was burned to death.

That night, he dared to sneak back to find the source of the fire.

As a result, he was caught red-handed by the police who were waiting nearby.

The virtuous concubine gently placed a piece of rose pastry in front of the emperor. "Your Majesty, it's clear someone forced Huizhen to identify Zhao Meimei as the daughter of the Yu family. When she refused, they simply died without any evidence. They also tried to smear the Yu family, making people misunderstand that the Yu family killed Huizhen to cover up Zhao Meimei's identity.

I don't know who had such a vicious mind and did such a cruel thing. It's really scary!"

Xiao Yu took a mouthful of rose pastry, chewed it carefully, and just pondered in silence.

The virtuous concubine added more tea and filled the cup.

The light aroma of tea mixed with the sweet fragrance of pastries lingers in the air, complementing the magnificent luxury of Changle Palace.

Huizhen was kneeling on the ground, her robe torn in several places and stained with smoke and ash from the fire. She was shivering from entering the palace for the first time and was terrified of encountering a major change. She felt completely out of place with her surroundings.

After a while, Xiao Yu said to her, "You are a monk. You kneel before the Buddha and the Bodhisattva. You don't need to kneel here. Stand up."

Huizhen kowtowed tremblingly, then prostrated herself on the ground and muttered, "Amitabha, I have worshipped the future Buddha and the past Buddha in the nunnery, but now I am worshipping the present Buddha."

Then he thanked him and got up, standing stiffly with his head down.

Xiao Yu was amused by her.

"Master Huizhen is very good at speaking. Please take a seat."

Huizhen clasped her hands together and nervously chanted "Amitabha".

When the palace maid from Changle Palace brought the brocade stool over, she was so nervous that she almost fell down when she sat down. She was helped by the palace maid to steady herself and was able to sit down with difficulty.

Xiao Yu observed her panic with a smile, and suddenly asked, "Is Zhao Ronghua the daughter of the Yu family? Huizhen, do you know?"

"Amitabha, I believe that Miss Zhao is the child that Madam Yu lost eighteen years ago."

"you sure?"

"Ninety percent sure."

Fei Wan opened her eyes slightly wider, confused and surprised: "But, Master, I'm in the Yu family..."

Huizhen chanted the Buddha's name again.

"Master Zhao, I was nearly burned to death. This calamity was probably the retribution for my dishonesty and my failure to defend you. All living beings fear the consequences, while Bodhisattvas fear the causes. I do not wish to plant the seeds of evil again, so from now on I will only speak the truth and will never again lie to anyone or for any reason."

She was reserved and nervous, but kept on stating her story.

In the end, she told the whole story of how Fei Wan was lost and how she was recognized and found later.

Eighteen years ago, Madam Yu was pregnant and had constant nightmares. She had no choice but to go to a popular temple in the suburbs of Beijing with her big belly to burn incense and pray for safety.

She stayed in the temple that night, but accidentally slipped and gave birth to a premature baby girl with a frail body.

Because both mother and daughter were weak and did not dare to move, they temporarily lived in the temple, intending to wait ten days or half a month until both mother and daughter were better before returning to the city.

But when he woke up one morning, the baby girl was gone.

Madam Yu sent people to look for him everywhere, and the monks in the temple also helped. They searched everywhere on the mountain, but there was no trace of him.

After searching for a day or two without any results, the monk inferred that someone might have stolen the baby and suggested reporting it to the authorities.

Madam Yu refused.