Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Ji Xingyao quickly supported her, fearing that she would move too much and break the wound on her back.

"Miss Xueyan, please get up quickly. If you don't want to go, then don't go. I won't force you." Ji Xingyao was fed up with this bad habit of kneeling down at every turn.

All human beings are born equal. Dividing people into different classes goes against human nature.

Ji Xingyao helped her up and didn't dare to say anything about applying medicine to her.

Xueyan wiped the tears from her face and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Palace Maid Sister, for your great kindness. Xueyan will now take her leave."

Looking at Xueyan's stumbling back, Ji Xingyao sighed helplessly. She didn't know what she had said wrongly to scare her so much.

Maybe he was frightened by Amir's whip.

In feudal society, one level oppressed another, and blatant oppression was innumerable. In the eyes of feudal aristocrats, human life was worth less than that of animals.

That feeling of powerlessness came over me again.

Ji Xingyao's good intentions were unacceptable to Xueyan, so she wouldn't force it. She wasn't a savior, and she didn't have the ambition to save all sentient beings. Xueyan could only wish for herself.

After leaving Mingyue Palace, Ji Xingyao wandered around, took a long detour, and specially found a few familiar palace maids to ask for gossip.

There wasn't anything new to hear. To sum it up, it was just one thing: the emperor accompanied Princess Amire to watch plays for several days in a row.

Summary: This grace is unique.

Ji Xingyao was not interested in Li Zhao's passionate love. She secretly asked a few questions about the opera troupe, but the palace maids all shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

Ji Xingyao probably understood that the fact that Xueyan was beaten was kept secret and not a single word of it was spread out.

She wondered whether she should exaggerate the incident and spread it out to expose Amire's arrogance.

But the troupe hasn't left the palace yet. If the news gets out, it will be bad for Xueyan.

After thinking about it, she decided to wait until the troupe left before making a fuss about this matter.

After learning everything he needed to know, Ji Xingyao patted his butt and turned back to Yonghe Palace.

The plan to send Wen Yuan out of the palace achieved a phased success, and she was in a good mood.

Humming a song after a long time, Ji Xingyao walked briskly on the blue brick road under the red wall.

When you are in a good mood, everything looks beautiful. The apricot branches on the wall, the palace lanterns under the eaves, each one looks like it has been added with a Polaroid filter, full of artistic atmosphere.

After turning a few corners and stepping onto a small bridge, Ji Xingyao suddenly stopped.

She put away the smile on her face and turned away expressionlessly.

Ten meters away, Li Heng stood quietly under a willow tree, looking at her silently.

Ji Xingyao didn't know when he followed her, but it looked like he had been following her for some distance.

I was careless. I didn't notice anything unusual even though I was being followed for such a long time.

Ji Xingyao's good mood was wiped out by the appearance of Li Heng. In an instant, her mood was turned upside down. She felt that the red walls were too gorgeous, the apricot branches were too ostentatious, and the palace lanterns were too old.

Not pleasing to the eye anywhere.

Ji Xingyao looked worried. She withdrew her gaze indifferently and quickened her pace.

The footsteps behind her moved with her.

After walking for a while, they saw Yonghe Palace not far away, and Li Heng was still following.

Ji Xingyao turned around angrily: "My Lord, why have you been following me?"

Li Heng has lost a lot of weight, and the bloodshot in his eyes is clearly visible.

He pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was uglier than crying: "I just want to see you."

"Now that I'm watching, please go back, Your Majesty."

Ji Xingyao was prepared for Li Heng to continue pestering her, but he nodded and said, "Okay, you enter the palace, and I'll leave."

The sun rises from the west, and there must be something wrong when things are abnormal.

Ji Xingyao had no time to analyze Li Heng's changes, he just wanted to leave quickly: "Your Majesty's words are binding."

After saying this, she didn't give Li Heng any extra glances and ran into Yonghe Palace in a few steps.

Li Heng stood on the roadside for a while and left dejectedly.

"Li Heng left?" Wen Yuan asked.

"He's gone. He's like a stalker."

Ji Xingyao took a big bite of the apple and said, "You ruined my mood, damn it."

"Okay, don't be angry. If he still acts like this, just ignore him."

"Ah."

After eating the apple, Ji Xingyao relayed the information he had collected to Wen Yuan word for word.

Regarding the matter of using Xueyan, the two agreed and decided to wait until the troupe left.

*

At 9:00 a.m. on the second day, the imperial concubine's entourage was waiting in Yonghe Palace. In addition to the accompanying palace maids and eunuchs, there were also four guards.

It is hard for the imperial concubine to travel with such a large entourage without attracting attention.

Ji Xingyao originally wanted to be as prominent as possible, and Li Zhao's arrangement just met her expectations.

Sitting on the ceremonial guard, Wen Yuan always had a smile on his face.

It seemed like a small step, but it took her a long time to achieve it.

The Imperial Garden today is more beautiful than the last time I came. It is a good time to appreciate flowers, and each flower has its own charm.

Wen Yuan stayed in the imperial garden for a full hour before leaving, her robe and black hair filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Ji Xingyao kept sniffing her like a puppy: "Ayuan, you must be the reincarnation of the Fragrant Concubine, why do you smell so good? I accompanied you to visit the garden, but why didn't I smell as good as you?"

"Have you had enough of the flattery? I've never met anyone sweeter than you."

"Hehe~"

It was my first trip and nothing unexpected happened.

This does not mean that their plan has failed. As long as they can get out of Yonghe Palace, there will be no shortage of opportunities.

In the past few days, the palace maids and eunuchs have been privately saying that the imperial concubine has been lifted from her ban by the emperor, and her favor continues. It is likely that the emperor will increase her status because of his son.

No matter how exaggerated the rumors outside were, Wen Yuan never stopped visiting the Imperial Garden every day.

On this day, Ji Xingyao heard that the opera troupe of Mingyue Palace would be able to leave the palace the next day. She re-arranged the story of the Princess of Nanjiang beating the actors and prepared to release it the next day.

Just then, she received a message: Xueyan was dead.