"Your Majesty, I finally found you, there is news."

Wen Wenlan just left the Imperial Hospital and met Wushen who came to look for her. Seeing him breathing slightly, he must have had something urgent.

"Go back to Jinluan Palace first." Although the Imperial Hospital is close to Xingqing Palace, Xingqing Palace is not completely under the surveillance of the Huangwei. In order to prevent the partition walls from being tempted, she had to be patient first.

The two returned to Jinluan Palace and entered Donghua Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, the private salt team sent to the front to report, has been lost."

The last two words, Buyu almost squeezed out from the gap between his teeth. The task assigned by the emperor was actually smashed by the Huangwei, which was really embarrassing.

Although Wen Wenlan was surprised, he was not panicked, "Tell me."

He calmed down without saying a word and said, "According to the scheduled plan, Huangwei waited for the team to transport private salt on a narrow road on the border of South and Guangdong. However, after several days, there was no news at all. Fengshi sent someone to check. There was indeed a record of the caravan entering the territory of our dynasty, but when the caravan entered our territory, it seemed to have disappeared and there was no trace."

A huge caravan disappeared into the Southern Dynasty for no reason. Perhaps they took another path and were not hit by the Huangwei, but Wen Wenlan directly denied this possibility.

When she first selected the location, she chose it with a look at the map. Even though there were many roads before that, after entering the pass, she had the only way to go to the capital city.

No matter how they circumvent, they can't circumvent it.

"Have Fengsi found any clues?" Wen Wenlan pulled out the map and opened it again to confirm that the location where the Huangwei took action was the only way for the caravan.

"No." Shaking his head without saying a word, "The last whereabouts that the caravan can find is the entry record of the South-Guangdong border."

Wen Wenlan squeezed out the pain hidden in the joints. The white marks on her skin gradually turned red. After a slight swelling and pain, she felt much more comfortable.

"Let me think about it." Wen Wenlan sat down next to the soft couch and rubbed his temples.

Originally, Wen Wenlan received information from Feng Si that the Regent was going to Jufu Building to discuss "business" in person today. She had already arranged clues for Feng Si to follow this side. Since she left the palace today, she would take a look. Sure enough, the Regent appeared, and Feng Si was all ready here. Just wait for the matter over there, and the impeachment of the Regent was stabilized by 80%.

Everything is ready, but the east wind is not available.

Unexpectedly, the east wind turned into the northwest wind.

Fortunately, she asked for stability and did not take action in advance, otherwise she would have been able to catch the regent's handle if she could not catch the regent. When he discovered that he would not only hide his tail well, but also bite him back.

Then you will be really passive.

"Feng Si has checked all that road?" Wen Wenlan raised his eyes slightly, but a lazy look revealed rare fatigue.

Nodded carefully without saying a word.

Wen Wenlan sighed briefly, did she lose the first confrontation with the Regent?

"You go down first." Wen Wenlan waved his hand, "Don't relax on Feng Si, continue to stare."

Wen Wenlan was unwilling to let the net she carefully arranged was abandoned. She could not stop the net without falling into a desperate situation.

After dinner, Wen Wenlan had no intention of going out for a walk. After resting for a while, she returned to her bedroom to copy calligraphy. After about one or two posts, she calmed down and went to take a shower.

"How many have you read the "United Front Art of War"?"

After taking a shower, Wen Wenlan slowly walked to Zhou Mohuai in a light blue and purple gauze dress, put his bare hands on his shoulders, and sat down next to him. The smell of strong and drunkenness on his body covered the scent of Zhou Mohuai.

"Don't get so close to me." Zhou Mohuai shook his shoulders and moved forward, and Wen Wenlan pressed him back.

Wen Wenlan hugged Zhou Mohuai's neck, raised his chin with his fingertips, grabbed the book in his hand with his other hand and threw it aside, "Meixiang is not afraid of this moment, come here to accompany me."

Zhou Mohuai looked slightly sideways, with doubts in his deep and bright eyes, "You are not normal today."

Wen Wenlan pinched Zhou Mohuai's chin, ignored Zhou Mohuai's arrogant and cold eyes, touched his face again, and snorted.

"It is my abnormality to not let you lie on my dragon bed."

Looking at Zhou Mohuai's slightly red ear tips, Wen Wenlan raised her eyebrows with satisfaction.

"Hmm." Buyu coughed lightly outside the warm cabinet, and didn't know how long he had been standing, "Your Majesty, the affairs of the Ministry of Rites."

Wen Wenlan waved and signaled that he would put the thing in front of her without saying a word.

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You said, when will the Empress get Zhou Mohuai to hold her hands [Support her cheek]

Who else do you want to see the small theater [Blacking Chicken]

Wen Wenlan: "I don't allow you to write about Zhou Mohuai. I want to hide him, only allow me to see!"

A certain half immortal: "…"

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