But the messenger, from the quiet Wang's mansion, made several turns before walking to the bustling city. His clothes were not eye-catching, and he quickly blended into the crowd. Not far from him, a few men with different attire exchanged glances and slowly followed him.

  That man walked through the streets and alleys, arriving at a place where there were few people. He suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes quickly scanning the surroundings, then suddenly darted into another alley.

  He repeated this several times, moving through the alleyways like a spider web, until he was certain it was safe, then lightly slipped into a small black lacquered door.

  With a creak, the small door quickly opened and closed again, leaving only the dusty door ring swaying gently in the scorching sun.

  Gu Yun stood on the high wall, gazing at the scene, gesturing to a few people beside him. They understood and immediately wanted to take action.

  "Don't alarm the snake by hitting the grass, just stare at it carefully." Qu Yun said, and with a light leap, he headed in the direction of the palace.

  Deep within the palace, the Biyue Palace is not particularly eye-catching. Although it's small and exquisite, it lacks grandeur and luxury, being tucked away in a corner, with rooms that aren't very spacious either. The palace people often discuss this among themselves, wondering how the empress who received the emperor's favor could reside in such a place?

  In the main hall, several concubines came together, and the host set up a banquet. The guests and hosts chatted and laughed freely. Yang Bao Lin had just gone through a disaster, and his usual lively and smiling personality was subdued, sitting quietly at the table. However, he was caught by Chen Lu's glance, who said: "Bao Lin has been frightened these past few days, please drink this cup to calm your nerves and wash away the dust."

  Yang Bao Lin's voice trembled slightly, and the amber pendant at her temple shook like rain. She said in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for clearing my name and washing away my grievances. Such kindness, how can I repay it..."

  "Morning dew comforted; "between sisters, what's the need to talk about repayment. (16K mobile station ap, 16K, updated fastest). This is just a misunderstanding, His Majesty will have an edict soon. You can rest assured!"

  Yang Bao Lin suddenly coughed, her eyes slightly red, but with a cold smile, she said: "The mansion's heart is kind and generous. Just didn't make those ghostly tricks public... But some people are still arrogant!"

  She took a sip of tea, then said: "Nowadays, Yun Guiren is carefree and idle, dressing up like a flower, isn't she shameless?! Where is her imperial descendant, and who caused her miscarriage?!"

  The imperial concubines murmured among themselves, some sneering, others sighing, and the younger ones were full of vigor. One of them giggled and said: "It seems that Yunluo's child is not an ordinary person, but a star from heaven... Present when seen, absent in times of urgency... It really opens one's eyes!"

  Yang Baolin sneered: "It's also strange. Clearly speaking, I was the one who caused this month-old fetus to be miscarried, and yet you're framing me for the crime? With just a single sentence from the Empress Dowager to deduct my salary, is that all there is to it?"

  Everyone else also shook their heads and sighed, intimidated by Empress Dowager's severe warning, and dared not speak again, but all had discontented faces.

  Chen 'Lu' took a look at the sultry and overcast sky outside the window, gesturing to the palace staff to lower the beaded curtain, and then brought in an ice basin, instantly making the hall cool and refreshing.

  "The Empress Dowager is a superior being, and Sister Bao Lin should not speak rashly. That *** is so muddle-headed, I will certainly report to the Emperor and severely punish her crime."

  She uttered a faint sentence, moving Yang Baolin to tears. She resolutely stood up and knelt down solemnly, saying: "Your Majesty's kindness and wisdom have benefited us, I have an unfeeling request, please Your Majesty grant it."

  "It doesn't matter what you say."

  "Yunqing Palace has always been managed by one of the four consorts, and since Consort Qi's passing, I have been temporarily in charge. My virtue is shallow and I truly do not dare to take on this heavy responsibility. Your Ladyship is wise and virtuous, and you are the only suitable person to take the rightful position of Yunqing Palace."

  Another murmur of surprise, and the crowd couldn't help but be astonished - Yang Bao Lin, although not of high rank, was also a noble family's aristocrat, a red person in the palace. This time, he actually handed over the power of the entire palace with such decisiveness, which was truly astonishing.

  Chen 'Lu' didn't look surprised, nor did she modestly decline, but slightly furrowed her brow and smiled: "Baolin sister is too kind to me..."

  Yang Bao Lin saw that she did not respond, and said sorrowfully: "This is the request of all the palace ladies, if Your Majesty does not agree, some treacherous and evil people will humiliate us even more----Yun Qing Palace has always been a thorn in their eyes, a needle in the flesh..."

  The imperial consorts all sighed and felt melancholy, some of them had a good relationship with Yang Bao Lin, or were from the same clique as Empress Qi, or relied heavily on Noble Consort Shu, now that the great tree has fallen, how can they stand firm?

  Morning 'dew' nodded slightly, her voice was clear and solemn, like the collision of ice and snow jade, but with an inexplicable sense of security: "Today are all sisters of our own family, speaking does not need to avoid taboos...... The harem seems to be a colorful brocade, but in fact it is a knife-sharp wind mouth, slightly careless, it will be a disaster of grinding into powder..."

  She picked up the iced plum soup, scooped it with a silver spoon, and smiled confidently: "The emperor has always been kind and virtuous, but he won't just sit back and watch you all be framed by others---I, who occupy this position, will also remind you..."

  She saw that everyone still had doubts on their faces, and smiled slightly, saying: "Don't keep talking about sad things, there's a happy event that none of you know about yet!"

  She gazed intently as if deep in thought, saying: "Recently, the Emperor has also been implementing benevolent policies, allowing all the consorts and imperial concubines to choose a day to return home and visit their families, to comfort the pain of separation from their flesh and blood..."

  Even Yang Bao Lin stopped crying, they were unable to react for a moment due to this sudden joy.

  The palace rules are strict, last time Empress Qi returned to her hometown, the empress also had a lot of complaints. Now that everyone in the harem is enjoying the emperor's favor, it's simply an unexpected joy.

  "Everyone's fathers and elder brothers are mostly officials in the imperial court. This time, it is also because of the emperor's sympathy for the high-ranking officials in the imperial court that such a wish has been made."

  The words of "dew" are sincere and earnest, carefully savored, but with profound meaning.

  After sending away the concubines, Chen 'Lu' carefully examined the phoenix-shaped jade case in front of her, picked a bright red fruit from the white jade plate carved with auspicious clouds, put it in her mouth, and smiled out the window: "You're rolling up the pearl curtain, which country-colored heavenly fragrance princess are you thinking of?"

  Qiu Yun burst into laughter and flipped himself in through the window: "I originally wanted to scare you..."

  "How is the situation on King Jing's side?"

  Gou Yun gazed into her deep black eyes and uttered four words: "I love you."

  "Big morning at the end of the month."

  Morning 'dew' did not show any surprise, slightly nodded and said: "The emperor had expected... He recently granted the palace concubines to return home, must have greatly rewarded their fathers and brothers ---- The timing is so coincidental, he probably has a plan in mind." She gazed at the horizon where the dark clouds were rolling, murmuring: "Mountain rain 'wants' to come wind fills the building..."

  As if responding to her assertion, a dull thunderclap echoed in the gloomy sky, and lightning flashed momentarily, illuminating her pale face.

  There's still one more chapter today, I'm diligent, right?