The autumn of the 24th year of Yuande was much colder and more desolate than the winter of previous years.

On the night of early autumn, the rebel Feng Nannan and Jing Xu conspired to force the palace, disrespect their ancestors and gods, were unkind and filial, and even killed the Ming Palace all the way to the Ming Palace and almost killed Emperor Yuande. The eldest prince Jing Yan was shocked at midnight and chased him to the Ming Palace, and then saved Emperor Yuande from the thief, killing the criminal woman Feng Nannan with his hand. The second prince Jing Xu was also killed in chaos, and he had long lost his breath.

Those civil and military officials who did not participate in the uprising did not expect that they would wake up and the sky of the Great Zhou changed. They did not understand the affairs of the palace and only listened to the news from the clan, because Jing Xu and Feng Nannan both died in the palace transformation, and they actually didn't believe it. But later, when they interrogated the Feng family, the second prince's in-laws, the Li family, and a group of gangs, they had to believe it after hearing their plans for so long.

Emperor Yuande was demented due to brainstorming, and could not get up, nor could he handle political affairs. He could only be the only eldest prince in the palace. The important officials in the court were very good at observing words and expressions. He immediately turned to Jing Yan and recommended him to ascend the throne as emperor. Jing Yan rejected this matter and said that his father was still there, and he did not dare to be the emperor. Mr. Gu led a group of civil officials to reconcile and then named the regent.

Because Feng and Li families formed a lot of gangs, the Imperial Guards conducted a thorough investigation in the capital for more than a month and patroled and arrested people everywhere. As long as the evidence was conclusive, the whole family would be executed immediately. No one was left behind, and they continued to investigate the evidence such as the remaining letters. Dali Temple was harsh but cautious, and there was no missed investigation of slander. However, the officials in the capital were still panicked. They were officials in the same court and must have had some interactions. Although they did not participate in the forced palace, they were still afraid of being involved in the past, causing trouble, and stayed in the door all day long, and focused on doing things in a low-key manner.

The concubines in the palace were arranged in the Buddhist temples around the capital to pray for Emperor Yuande's practice. Most of the palaces were empty, and most of the palace maids were released back to their hometowns. Most of the remaining were eunuchs who could not leave the palace. The palace was also deserted and desolate for a while. What's more, Jing Yan's current mood was that no one dared to smile and touch the regent's bad temper.

Jinfu's injury was cured for nearly two months before she was completely cured. During this period, Jing Yan seemed to have forgotten her. Jinfu removed her original position and could no longer tell her about those things. She just lived in such a daze for two months. It was not until the imperial doctor confirmed that she was not in a state of action that she had no way to move. She got up and opened the window, and saw the long-lost sunshine.

She took a deep breath and took all the plans she wrote down these days to find Qiao Yu in her palm to meet Jing Yan.

However, it was only more than a month before the palace was very different. Jinfu knelt properly outside the Xianlin Palace for four or five hours before she was summoned to the study room of the Xianlin Palace.

She had just recovered from a serious illness, her knees were sore, but her back was still straight. She knelt down at the threshold and saluted Jing Yan. After a while, she heard a light and hoarse "Yeah" from afar.

Jinfu stood up, raised her eyes slightly, and saw Jing Yan sitting behind the mahogany square table.

Jing Yan was still wearing a mysterious suit, with wide sleeves, and his head was covered with complex and exquisite Ruyi Golden Dragon Auspicious Cloud Patterns. Because they were all embroidered with gold thread, they were all drooped on the ground. You could vaguely see a string of dark red beads on his wrist, which looked very unlucky.

Jinfu didn't dare to say too much, and no longer said those useless apology. She presented the things she wrote these days on the desk on the left side of Jingyan, where there were stacks of half a person-high folds.

Jing Yan flipped it around casually, Jinfu was rarely restless and a little nervous, so she looked around.

The windows around the house were closed tightly, only the one next to the soft couch behind the screen was half open, and the dark green cinnamon twigs stretched in obliquely, with only a few scattered golden points on the top.

Even the osmanthus flowers bloomed and failed.

Jinfu remembered that she had served Qiao Yu at this time last year. Qiao Yu was lively and innocent. She personally picked a basket of osmanthus flowers outside and sent it to the imperial kitchen. She also used a lot of silver. She asked the best chef to make a steamer of honey osmanthus cake for him. When Jing Yan came back in the evening, she presented a plate of golden and transparent osmanthus cake. She insisted that Jing Yan tasted it, and she proudly raised her nose and said that it was made by herself. Jing Yan ate it carefully.

After a piece, he asked him whether he had kneaded the noodles, burned the fire, or kneaded the shape. Qiao Yu was dumb for a while, shook his head and said that it was not, but the osmanthus inside was picked by him. Jing Yan took it naturally and said no wonder. After eating that piece, the most pleasant thing was the small steamed sweet osmanthus in the middle of the pastry. Qiao Yu was so happy that he stuffed many pieces for Jing Yan. Jing Yan didn't like to eat sweets, and they all ate them clean.

Jinfu was still laughing secretly at that time, thinking no wonder that the hero was sad to pass the beauty, even a person like his master could not do it.

No matter how difficult it is to solve the problem outside, Jing Yan threw away all of them before returning to Xianlin Palace to meet Qiao Yu.

Or, when Qiao Yu smiled, Jing Yan had no choice.

Jinfu remembered those things, but the trace of happiness that had not yet come to her heart was completely blown away by the cold autumn wind and disappeared again.

Jing Yan looked at it for a moment and left it aside. Even though the imperial physician surrounded him for treatment every day, his voice was still hoarse and he could not speak loudly. "You are so mean now. You have already searched the capital, and you are searching all the way along the way, but there is no news yet."

His voice was too cold, and there seemed to be no emotion inside, just a fact was stated. But Jinfu knew it was not, because she could clearly see Jing Yan closing her eyes, pinching her palm tightly, and pausing her word by word, thrusting her heart into her bones.

Jing Yan continued: "He is still in Dazhou, so it is impossible for him to be found. I plan to issue an order to ask all counties to check their own jurisdictions and count the real population. As for you, go to various places to investigate those places where few people go, and you cannot let a single inch of land go."

This should have been done by Jing Yan himself, but he knew that he could not go, and he was not nostalgic for power and status. At least compared with Qiao Yu, these were completely incapable of being in the position, but had to stay here to guard the Great Zhou. Otherwise, there would be no right to issue an order, there would be no stable situation, and there would be no way to send so many people to find Qiao Yu.

I went to find Qiao Yu in person, and indulging my desires is happy and satisfied, but Jing Yan had to restrain himself.

Jing Yan didn't go to see Jinfu, but just pressed her hands against her lips. Her cold eyes rarely dissipated for a moment. Her lips moved slightly, but no sound was made.

——"I know, he is still alive."

Living in a place in the Great Zhou Dynasty, waiting for yourself to find him.

After Jinfu left, Jing Yan summoned Xu Xin over. Xu Xin has been given food and drinks these days, but his face is still bloodless and he is even worse. Jing Yan didn't know whether Qiao Yu was in Chen Sang's hands, maybe, maybe not, and he couldn't do anything with Xu Xin.

He didn't say a word, he knew that Qiao Yu was missing, Chen Sang did it, but he didn't know anything else. He watched Jing Yan do all this, too anxious and too bloody. This was not his usual method.

He suddenly had an inaccurate metaphor. Jingyan was like a long, sharp, extremely sharp knife, and Qiao Yu's scabbard.

Jing Yanchao smiled at the end of his heart, and his smile was extremely cold, "I know, you didn't touch Qiao Yu, it's all right."

He paused, casually, "Anyway, I want Chen Sang's life."
Chapter completed!