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Father Zhao moved quickly and headed straight for the study.

Just as he was about to go in, the study door suddenly opened from the inside and a cleaning woman came out.

Seeing Zhao's father standing at the door, the old woman was startled, then hurried out to bow, lowered her head and left obediently.

She was the maid who was responsible for cleaning Zhao's father's study. Apart from Zhao Zhizhi and Zhao's father's confidants, she was the only one who could frequently enter and leave the study without arousing suspicion.

Father Zhao glanced at her back as she left, then turned and went into the study and went straight to his desk.

He did have the habit of practicing calligraphy on a daily basis, and sometimes he liked to write and draw on paper when analyzing cases. These things could not be leaked, so in the end they were all burned.

But because they are inconspicuous and useless, he usually doesn't pay attention to whether one or two are missing.

If Jiang Wansang hadn't reminded him suddenly just now, he wouldn't have thought of coming to take a look.

Now when he flipped through it, he found that two sheets of rough paper he had used to practice calligraphy yesterday were indeed missing.

When Zhao Zhizhi rushed over, she saw her father holding a few pieces of toilet paper with a tense expression on his face.

She stepped forward worriedly, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Father Zhao came back to his senses and sighed heavily, "Zhizhi, your friend is sincere to you. She saved my life!"

Jiang Wansang, who had already left, didn't know what happened next. While it was still early, she took Zheliu for a walk on the street, and then slowly returned to the prime minister's residence.

Although Jiang Gaoyuan and his companions were very unhappy with their experience on New Year's Eve, and they were not in the mood to attend the visits between officials, they could not refuse the banquet held in the palace.

As the Spring Festival is an important festival of the year, the imperial palace naturally has the custom of holding banquets to maintain the relationship between the monarch, his ministers and colleagues.

As the prime minister of a country, Jiang Gaoyuan brought everyone in the Jiang family into the palace, including Jiang Wansang.

Jiang Gaoyuan is a person who cares a lot about face and reputation. Even if he dislikes Jiang Wansang, he would not keep her at home at this time.

He knew Jiang Wansang was out of his control, but before entering the palace, he still gave her a stern warning: "The palace is not a place for you to go crazy. You are now the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. You will rise and fall with the Jiang family. Remember this?"

Jiang Wansang scratched her ears, rolled her eyes at him, opened the curtain and got out of the carriage.

Jiang Gaoyuan was so angry that his face turned green, but considering that this was at the gate of the palace, he didn't dare to lose his temper. He even had to maintain a gentle smile on his face to avoid being seen by his colleagues.

As Jiang Wansang stepped out of the carriage, she spotted Zhao Zhizhi, who had also just arrived at the palace gates, and took the initiative to greet her. Just as the two were about to walk hand in hand into the palace, Shen Qiuyun suddenly appeared out of nowhere, insisting on joining them.

The palace banquet during the Spring Festival was very grand. Not only did ministers attend with their families, but even the emperor, empress, and concubines from various palaces appeared.

Jiang Wansang was almost blinded by the dazzling and colorful scene.

With so many beauties in the harem, the emperor couldn’t possibly favor all of them in one day!

Seeing that she was staring at the group of dignified and beautiful concubines, Shen Qiuyun poked her arm and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The seats at the banquet are strictly distinguished, but after the banquet begins, everyone will drink and chat, and naturally move around.

Jiang Wansang, Shen Qiuyun and Zhao Zhizhi didn't like these things, so they simply gathered together and refused other people's attempts to come forward and say hello.

Jiang Wansang was sucking on grapes. Her movements were not very elegant, but she looked very comfortable.

After swallowing it, she replied, "I was thinking that with so many women in the harem, the emperor has one every night, won't his kidneys be weakened?"

Zhao Zhizhi, who was about to drink, almost trembled and spilled the wine on herself.

She subconsciously looked around and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one noticed what they said.

She took a grape and stuffed it into Jiang Wansang's mouth. "Auntie, could you please be more quiet when you say something like that?"

Jiang Wansang raised her eyebrows, closed her mouth and made a zippering gesture very sensibly.

Zhao Zhizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could completely relax, she heard Shen Qiuyun beside her suddenly say, "It doesn't have to be one every night."

Zhao Zhizhi was completely bewildered. Before she could figure out what this meant, she noticed Jiang Wansang's teasing expression. "Eh~ The Third Princess is truly a seasoned warrior!"

Zhao Zhizhi: “…”

She really didn't want to understand Jiang Wansang's meaning immediately, but her expression was really a bit vulgar.

Also, this is how you use your battle experience!

Just when Zhao Zhizhi was about to ask the two bold people to calm down, a voice suddenly came from behind her: "What are you three talking about? Why are you so happy?"

Zhao Zhizhi was startled and turned around to see the Third Prince standing there with a gentle smile on his face, full of curiosity.

How come this guy walks silently?

Afraid that the two would say something shocking, Zhao Zhizhi quickly spoke up, "Just some intimate conversation between girls. Why is the Third Prince here?"

Jiang Wansang looked up at the Third Prince, then lowered her head and continued to eat grapes.

How could someone who has no connection with me suddenly come to me? His target is most likely me.

As expected, the Third Prince looked over when he heard Zhao Zhizhi's question and said, "I have something I want to talk to Miss Jiang alone."

The word "alone" was pronounced a little deliberately.

Zhao Zhizhi and Shen Qiuyun both looked at Jiang Wansang, who looked calm. When he nodded, they stood up and left.

On the high platform, Pei Zhanzhou, who was sitting on the lower left side of the emperor and paying attention to Jiang Wansang's movements from time to time, happened to see this scene and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

The Third Prince sat down opposite Jiang Wansang and didn't seem to mind at all that she only knew how to suck grapes and didn't know how to greet him.

He even asked with a smile: "Miss Jiang looks in a good mood?"

Jiang Wansang looked up at him calmly and asked, "It's such a beautiful day, isn't the Third Prince in a good mood?"

Faced with her slightly rude attitude, the Third Prince showed no sign of anger. In fact, the smile on his face deepened. "Miss Jiang is indeed different from before. The Seventh Prince was foolish. He thought Miss Jiang was as easy to control as before. He must have done many things to make Miss Jiang angry."

Jiang Wansang paused holding the grapes, vaguely guessing what he wanted to say.

She put the last grape in her mouth, picked up the handkerchief beside her and wiped her hands, while answering: "As expected of the Third Prince, he is indeed much smarter than the Seventh Prince."

The Third Prince's smile deepened, and he spoke more directly, "So, Miss Jiang is very satisfied with the wonderful show I arranged at the West City Inn?"