After a moment, Qingying could no longer bear the suffocating hug.

Pulling away slightly, Qingying spoke again, "Your Highness has rarely been to the backyard lately. I imagine he must be very busy. How come he has time to come to my place today?"

Hongli sighed softly, "As you know, the Emperor asked me to take care of the funeral celebration for Emperor Mafa. This matter has long been regulated and is not difficult. Naturally, everything went smoothly."

"But I don't know why. Since then, the Emperor has never given me any instructions individually, which really makes me very distressed."

When Qingying heard this, she understood the meaning of the other party's words.

How could anyone come here to seek grievances?

After all, it's all for your own future.

Her expression remained unchanged as Qingying spoke again, "Your Highness, I think you really don't need to worry about this matter."

Hongli's expression changed. "Qingying said this, but is there any news that I don't know?"

Qingying shook her head. "Your Highness really thinks too highly of me. After all, I am just a woman in the backyard. But Your Highness is a man of extraordinary talent and understanding. Who in the court doesn't know that?"

"Besides...I really can't think of anyone else in the court who can be a match for His Majesty."

"Your Highness, please do not forget that the Prince and the County Prince have been under house arrest. Even when the Queen Mother passed away, they were released for a few days, but the result has not changed."

Qingying's words temporarily alleviated the worry on Hongli's face.

Isn’t that exactly the case?

The Sixth Prince has died, and there are only three adult princes left.

Hongshi was under house arrest, and Hongzhou has not entered the court until now and still lives outside the palace.

Who can be your enemy?

For a moment, Hongli felt a surge of pride.

Hongli's plan was temporarily put aside by Qingying.

In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

In the Qionghua Courtyard, the kitchen manager knelt before Fu Cha Langya again, with his head bowed and a rather ugly look on his face.

Fu Cha Langya was flipping through an account book in her hand with a serious expression.

Although he didn't say anything, as he flipped through the papers one by one, He Shan, the kitchen manager, felt a little strange.

It was as if... the master above was here today just to bring an army to punish the culprits.

But before He Shan could think about it, Fu Cha Langya had already spoken.

"I never cared much about the affairs of this mansion before, but I never thought it would be so disorderly."

As soon as Fu Cha Langya finished speaking, He Shan was a little stunned for a moment.

This is not to blame me, but I'm afraid he is going to the person in Qinglanyuan.

Some didn't know how to respond, but they couldn't let their master's words fall on the ground without anyone responding.

He Shan gritted his teeth and said, "Forgive me, Madam. I wonder if there is anything about the kitchen that makes you dissatisfied. Please forgive me, Madam. But please be merciful and tell me a few things so that I can understand the situation."

Fucha Langya closed the thick booklet with a soft "click".

I am very satisfied with He Shan's attitude.

"Princess's daily allowance is one pound and eight ounces of pork, nine hectograms of rice, and two pounds of fresh vegetables. This is the palace's regulation, and it's also the rule set by our ancestors."

"There aren't many people in the palace's backyard these days, and most of them are princesses and concubines. How come the daily expenses are so high according to the account book?"

"He Shan, you're the kitchen manager, so why don't you tell me where all this money comes from?"

Fu Cha Langya's voice was cold, which made He Shan more certain of his guess.

Fu Jin wants to take action against Qinglanyuan.

When I thought of this, I became more cautious.

His master is not this legitimate wife.

"Please forgive me, Madam Qing, although the rules of the palace were previously managed by Madam Qing, every month Madam Qing would ask me to deliver these account books to His Majesty for review. I think there should be nothing wrong with them."

"If Madam finds any mistakes, why don't you write them down one by one? I will take them to Madam Qing to check and then report back to Madam Qing."

He Shan's words made Fu Cha Langya look a little ugly.

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