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

Wen Yuan pointed at the two young palace maids and said, "Prepare whatever Ling'er wants and take good care of her."

"Yes, ma'am."

Wen Yuan has done everything he can. If he does more, it will be too obvious.

Ji Xingyao blinked at her several times, signaling her to leave quickly.

"I can't do without you. Get well soon and serve me."

"Thank you for your kindness, madam."

Wen Yuan deliberately admired the flowers in the backyard for a while and lingered for a long time before leaving.

As soon as she left, Nanny Li breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she had finally fulfilled the emperor's order.

Ruiping Palace.

Under the leadership of Li Heng, the Taoist master Huang Dashi was checking around Yaohua Garden.

Sometimes he would tell fortunes by counting on his fingers, and sometimes he would stand there fanning himself, shaking his head and muttering to himself, looking like an unreliable quack.

Tao Xi stood under the eaves, very puzzled as to why this Taoist priest who looked like a liar was treated as a guest of honor by the prince.

Master Huang was busy for a long time. Perhaps because he had been chanting the mantra for too long, his mouth was dry and chapped.

"Well, Your Majesty, could you please let me have a cup of mountain tea to moisten my throat?"

Li Heng glanced at Tao Xi, who immediately ran to prepare tea.

The high-quality tea leaves were fragrant and sweet. Huang Dashi drank several cups in a row and praised them: "Good tea, good tea."

Li Heng was not in a hurry. He waited until Master Huang leisurely finished drinking a pot of tea before asking, "Master, can you detect Xingyao's aura?"

Huang Dashi stroked his goatee, uttered a doubtful word, and then sighed, "To be honest, I haven't found anything suspicious."

Li Heng became agitated and asked, "Why is this happening? These are all things Xingyao used before, and I haven't touched a single thing. There's nothing left on the step-out bed in the room either."

Huang Dashi thought for a moment and said, "The princess has been dead for a long time, and the remaining aura of these items has long dissipated. Unless they are hair, blood, nails, etc. from other worlds, the aura of other worlds will dissipate completely within seven days."

"What!" Li Heng didn't expect this ending.

"There's no need to go to the princess's tomb. Since her body has disappeared, her aura must have dissipated long ago."

Li Heng didn't believe this path had reached a dead end. "Master, don't rush to conclusions. Stay in the mansion and tell me whatever you find."

Master Huang looked at him with a half-smile: "If Your Majesty is willing to take me in, I am naturally willing to stay."

Huang Dashi has seen too many people who are stubborn and unwilling to let go. Even though there is obviously no hope, they still hold on to a glimmer of fantasy and have unrealistic ideas.

So what if he is a prince? He still cannot get the love he wants.

Huang Dashi traveled around the world, sometimes sleeping in the open air, sometimes enjoying fine food and wine. It happened that he was tired during this period, so he found a place to rest with food and drink. Isn't it a happy thing?

Ever since Master Huang made it clear that there was no hope of finding someone from another world, he rarely saw Li Heng.

In the huge Ruiping Palace, there were only him and the little girl Taoxi.

Huang Dashi loved wine, and the wine from Ruiping Palace was the best. He had never tasted such delicious and mellow wine.

As he drank, he drank too much.

While in a trance, Master Huang accidentally broke into Li Heng's study.

There were many books in the study. Mr. Huang narrowed his eyes and looked around critically. Only when his eyes became swollen did he retract his blurry vision.

He yawned loudly, saw the soft couch under the window sill and lay down on it.

Half asleep and half awake, a strange smell lingered at the tip of his nose.

Huang Dashi's nostrils twitched as he sniffed hard: "What's that smell? Why does it sound so familiar?"

Master Huang propped up his head and looked around, but there was nothing unusual. However, the smell was very familiar, like... yes, like a breath from another world.

At this moment, his head was turned into a paste by alcohol. Before he could think carefully, he felt severe pain. He simply closed his eyes and went to see Zhou Gong.

Right next to the couch where Master Huang was lying, there was a drawer containing the fragments of the jade pendant with a double moon and a ring of stars.

The handkerchief that wrapped the fragments was Ling'er's.

Mr. Huang slept until noon the next day, and when he opened his eyes he was back in his guest room.