Sitting in the blue-flowered sedan brought by Eunuch Huibao, Ah Jiu was shaken to a drowsy state, but she finally arrived at Lingquan Palace before she fell asleep completely.

The lock on the door of Lingquan Palace had been opened long ago, and now the door was open. However, it was only opened. Looking at it, the dilapidated color inside was clearly visible, and it was no different from what it had seen a few days ago.

After bringing Ah Jiu here, Hui Bao's mission was completed. He smiled and saluted Ah Jiu: "When the place is here, I will go back to resume my life. Shangguan Cairen also packed up early and rested. His Majesty said

, except for the main hall, you can stay in any of the other side halls you like. Then you just need to report it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Maybe His Majesty will come to see you in the next few days."

Packed up...rest?

Ah Jiu rolled her eyes silently in her heart, I'm afraid the key point is the first three words!

The two gray-haired nuns standing at the door must be the people assigned to her by the little emperor, and they must be the only ones.

He also let her choose a room at will... The little emperor was really "generous" to her!

However, there are fewer people, which is just right!

The corners of Ah Jiu's mouth turned up slightly.

There was a crisp sound, and the fine mutton-fat jade ring fell to pieces. Concubine Zheng said with an ugly face: "What? Say it again!"

Lu Qiao hurriedly repeated: "Your Majesty made that Su Xin a talented person, restored his surname to Shangguan, and gave him a residence in Lingquan Palace."

"Did you hear clearly that I was granted residence in Lingquan Palace, not Huining Palace?" Concubine Zheng asked again.

"Ms. Qi, everyone has been sent there by Eunuch Huibao. Now, I'm afraid they have already moved in."

Concubine Zheng pursed her lips tightly, and slowly sat down on the Grand Master's chair, stroking the enamel armor on her hand, and began to think deeply.

Seeing that the anger on Concubine Zheng's face disappeared immediately after hearing the three words "Lingquan Palace", Lu Qiao hurriedly took the cup of tea offered by the little girl, put it gently on the coffee table next to the concubine, and lowered her voice.

He said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking frankly. I think this is a good thing. If it is really as your Majesty asked your Majesty yesterday to let that girl live in our Huining Palace, wouldn't it make your Majesty angry every day? It's better now.

Let her move to that Lingquan Palace. Out of sight and out of mind, it is estimated that your Majesty will forget about her in a short time. After all, your Majesty saw you mentioned it yesterday, and still heard it. What's more,

I feel sorry for you."

"What do you know?" Concubine Zheng said with a serious face, "No matter what, it is better to put it in front of you so that you can handle it."

Moreover, she always felt that His Majesty had a deeper meaning when he did this. She had watched him step by step from a boy who was treated as a puppet to what he is today. She did not dare to underestimate his thoughts.

What's more, she always felt that the relationship between His Majesty and this girl named Shangguan was not that simple. She began to doubt it when His Majesty suddenly asked someone to suggest that she should deliver charcoal fire to the maids in the palace.

It was only with great difficulty that she discovered this girl, but just as she was about to take action, His Majesty caught her off guard with an imperial edict.

Concubine Zheng thought about it again and again, and finally decided that no matter what, it would not hurt to test it out, so she narrowed her eyes and said to Lu Qiao: "I remember that there is an altar in our cold storage that Mr. Jiao, the Minister of Etiquette, sent to the palace.

Sour plum soup."

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Chapter completed!