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Chapter 761: Five Kinds of Vegetables for the Deposed Empress in the Cold Palace (5)

"That's a bad word."

Lin Wuxia said calmly, "I am only telling the truth. If you have nothing to hide, why don't you let the imperial guards search?"

Song Yuesheng sighed when he heard this, and the white mist he exhaled quickly dissipated in the cold wind.

She shook her head helplessly: "I am saving time for Your Majesty."

Then he turned to Wen Yu with a cunning look in his eyes, "Since Lin Jianzheng is determined to do so..."

She suddenly stepped aside to open the door and made a "please" gesture.

"Then please send someone to turn the cold palace upside down. If nothing is found..."

Her voice suddenly turned cold. "Your Majesty, please make the decision and punish Lin Jianzheng for the crime of slander."

Song Yuesheng paused, then said briskly, "But today is the first day of the new year, and it's not appropriate to see blood. How about punishing him... and making him sweep the floor of the Imperial Temple for three months?"

Ugh.

It’s all a matter of “restrictions”.

Can't kill, only injure.

Without this, the task would be too easy to accomplish.

——Just need to deal with the heroine with wild aura.

Wen Yu stared at her relaxed expression.

This kind of behavior doesn't seem like someone who has something to hide.

He nodded slightly: "Yan Wujiu."

"The general is here!"

"Search carefully."

The imperial guards entered one after another holding torches.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the falling snowflakes formed hazy beams of light in the firelight.

The progress of the search was therefore slowed down, especially since Song Yuesheng kept chattering on the side.

"Oh, be careful, that's the winter mallow I just planted!"

"Don't touch that rack. There are herbs drying on it!"

"It took a lot of effort to keep that pot of plum blossoms alive. Don't step on it and damage it..."

Song Yuesheng treasures them because they are the prerequisite for completing the necessary conditions of the system.

--Use modern methods to grow vegetables and increase vegetable production.

One of the reasons for wars in ancient times was the lack of food in one’s own territory.

If this achievement is not considered a "great achievement" as a necessary condition of the system, Song Yuesheng would have nothing to say.

Whoever wants to do this crappy task can do it.

Yan Wujiu was so annoyed by the noise that he had to order his soldiers to be more gentle.

An hour later, the imperial guards, covered in dust, gathered in the courtyard to report.

Apart from the fact that the cold palace did not look like a cold palace, there was nothing else to discover.

Lin Wuxia stared at the faint smile on Song Yuesheng's lips, and suddenly realized that he might have fallen into a carefully designed trap.

Perhaps she had started planning since she met him that night.

Otherwise, the font on the note and the font on the bottom of the jade cup could not be the same.

"Take Lin Jianzheng back." Wen Yu's voice brought him back to reality, "Send him to the Imperial Ancestral Temple tomorrow."

When the imperial guards' iron-like hands clasped his shoulders, Lin Wuxia suddenly chuckled.

"Miss Song has good means." He leaned forward slightly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "But I don't know...how long can the General's Mansion protect you?"

Song Yuesheng's eyelashes didn't even tremble.

"Lord Lin, please think about how to sweep the snow from the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

If a male protagonist is temporarily transferred away from the palace, the female protagonist will obtain less information.

Just at this moment, the Assistant Minister of Justice came hurriedly on the snow.

"Your Majesty! According to the records of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this special rice paper was only used by the palace maids of Zhuoying Palace."

Lin Wuxia suddenly realized.

That's it!

The guy in Zhuoying Palace is no match for her.

The chess game that he had worked so hard to prepare was actually turned against him.

but......

It will be easier to control her if you are not her opponent.

He lowered his eyes to hide the gleam in his eyes; the game had not yet come to an end.

Whether it is a win or a loss is still unknown.

"Go to Zhuoying Palace."

Wen Yu gave the order in a cold voice and looked at Song Yuesheng deeply before leaving.

Song Yuesheng immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for clearing my name."

After they left, she returned to the house with an instantly changed expression.

"Heaven's punishment" was aimed at He Yingxue and Wen Yu, and Lin Wuxia intervened. Either He Yingxue bribed him, or the content of the heaven's punishment hit his pain point.

Song Yuesheng sighed in distress.

I haven't even left the cold palace yet, and there are so many problems.

The best plan for now is to leave the cold palace first.

The next day.

The news that the maids of Zhuoying Palace had caused a big commotion in the Imperial Ancestral Temple in order to help Concubine Xuan seize the throne swept across the entire palace like a cold winter wind.

I heard that the palace maids involved were dragged to the Ministry of Punishment before dawn.

Not even a cry could be heard beyond the palace walls.

Song Yuesheng leaned on the couch with the quilt in his arms, listening to the news that Zhenshu had heard from the imperial guards outside, but he only responded listlessly.

Her face was flushed and her forehead was covered with a fine layer of cold sweat.

Last night, in order to protect the vegetables that had been grown with great difficulty in the cold palace, she ran back and forth in the snow, stopping the rough-handed and clumsy imperial guards.

As a result, the cold penetrated into my bones and I had a fever when I woke up.

"My lady, please drink some more medicine." Zhiqi held the medicine bowl, his eyes red with anxiety, "This is the third dose, why is it not getting better?"

Song Yuesheng struggled to stand up and frowned after taking a sip.

This medicine is extremely bitter and astringent, and I'm afraid its medicinal properties are not even half of what they normally are.

She waved her hands and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not your fault... ahem... it's just that the herbs are too low quality."

The medicinal herbs that Wen Yu sent did not include those for clearing away heat and detoxifying.

Zhenshu knelt beside the couch and gently wiped her forehead with a handkerchief dipped in cold water.

"Eunuch Wu has gone to ask the imperial guards outside for mercy. The imperial physician should be here soon."

"Silly girl."

Song Yuesheng smiled weakly.

"If Wen Yu doesn't give in, how could the imperial guards listen? Don't worry, I'm in a strong body."

She just had a headache and couldn't use any strength.

The voice just fell.

Eunuch Wu walked in with a frustrated look on his face.

"I have brought up His Majesty, but they are stubborn and simply pretend not to hear anything unless they see the imperial edict or oral instructions."

Play chess and put down the bowl.

"I will kill you!"

Song Yuesheng glanced out the window, then stopped him sternly, "Come back!"

"I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. You're making me feel like I have an incurable disease."

"Can……"

"No buts. You all go out, I'm going to take a nap." Song Yuesheng lay back heavily on the pillow, pulling the quilt over half of his face, "Wake me up in three hours."

Seeing her like this, the three men had to carefully check that the windows in the house were closed tightly, and then retreated.

After everyone left, Song Yuesheng sat up again.

"Come out, everyone is leaving."

There was no movement.

Song Yuesheng covered his forehead.

Did you misread the cold?

That's it.

Rest is important.

However, shortly after lying down, Song Yuesheng keenly sensed the danger, and her instinct made her roll sideways.

Zheng!

A sharp broadsword stabbed deeply into the bed, only three inches away from her throat.

Su Zhenhe's figure emerged from the shadows.

The blade reflected his murky expression.

"Empress Duan Ning, I have let you go time and again, just because I know your identity. Are you so impatient to let me die?"

Song Yuesheng turned sideways and looked at him in confusion.

"When did I let you die?"

Su Zhenhe said without hesitation: "The Imperial Temple, the green jade cup. I also asked the eunuchs on duty that day, and they both said that they suddenly felt sleepy and didn't know how many hours they slept."

Song Yuesheng said: "I'm not targeting you. What did Wen Yu punish you for?"

Su Zhenhe: "You are disrespectful to the emperor."

"He put me here on trumped-up charges. I don't respect him at all."

Song Yuesheng covered his forehead and looked at him dazedly.

"I didn't kill Boren, but he died because of me. Su Zhenhe, when I get better, I'll think of ways to compensate you for the punishment you received from Wen Yu..."

Su Zhenhe suddenly became excited.

"Compensation? How do you compensate?"

"Half-year salary, do you know how much silver is it?"

Su Zhenhe was talking excitedly when he suddenly noticed that Song Yuesheng had closed his eyes.

"Hey, stop pretending to be dead. When I was in the underworld, I was already used to seeing people pretending to be dead."

"Empress Duan Ning?"

"Song Yuesheng?"

"Little thief?"

Song Yuesheng couldn't open his eyes, and just said: "You are so noisy, don't you know that patients can't be disturbed?"

Su Zhenhe was stunned.

Seeing that she didn't say anything again, he walked over and touched her forehead.

It's terribly hot.

Where is this going again?