In Caiyun Juli, the voice of the old lady reading from the notebook slowly sounded, and by the end of the story, the old man's paintings had also become.

Wen Mianmian only felt that the person in the painting was astonishing, "Oh my god, it looks so good."

The beauty in the painting stands tall and graceful, holding a lotus in her hand, with lowered eyes and a slight smile on her lips, looking demure and elegant.

It's so expressive that it's unreasonable for his grandfather not to be famous.

The old lady stared blankly at the painting for a while without saying a word. The slightly shaking notebook showed her inner uneasiness.

The old man felt a little nervous and quickly put the painting away, "I'm not saying I'm hungry. Let's eat first."

Wen Mianmian's eyes were looking back and forth between the two of them, her eyebrows were smiling and she guessed that the person in the painting must be her grandmother when she was young, and her grandfather was quite scheming.

Both the old man and the old lady had a bit of a bad taste in this meal. Only Wen Mianmian had a good appetite and drank two bowls.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Wen came again and said that Mrs. Hou from Qinghou Mansion invited Wen Mianmian to come over to talk. Wen Mianmian blinked and then remembered who Mrs. Hou was. She was her grandmother's scheming sister.

This time the old lady's tone was not good, "The child is still sick, just go back."

"You are the wife of the head of General Wen Sheng's mansion. You have a royal decree. Don't act like anyone can control you. There are not many women in the back house who can surpass you. I will use the money of your wife of the general to refuse."

Got her."

After being scolded, Mrs. Wen felt sour and uncomfortable, and her anger gradually grew, but she just headed towards Qinghou Mansion.

The sun was scorching, and the sun was like fire. In the Qinghou Mansion in Kyoto, an old woman with silver threads in her hair and new dark purple clothes was sitting on the Arhat bed, holding a tea cup in her hand, her thin lips pursed tightly, informally

He smiled and said, "Don't let strangers in."

This person is the wife of Xie Huan, the Marquis of Qing, and the biological sister of Mrs. Wen.

"The Wen family really said that?"

The servant who bowed his head carefully said, "I just want to say that Miss Wen is not feeling well and it has been difficult for her to go out recently."

"And... let's not forget that General Wen is not here, and Miss Wen can't stand the noise, and it's inconvenient for people to come to visit her."

Mrs. Xie didn't expect that the step-sibling of the Wen family would speak like this, and her face turned very ugly.

"Crack!"

She became increasingly angry and threw the teacup in her hand heavily on the coffee table. The slightly hot tea splashed on the back of her hand, making her even more angry.

The two servants in the room suddenly became silent and did not dare to breathe. The old lady had always had a bad temper, and this time they were afraid that they would suffer for no reason again.

"Get out of here."

Following Mrs. Xie's sharp shout, the two servants quickly bowed and retreated, leaving only the old nanny who was waiting next to them.

In this world where everyone flatters the superior and suppresses the inferior, the Qinghou Mansion is in decline and receiving cold treatment from various families in Kyoto. Even the sons and daughters in the mansion rarely receive invitations to invite banquets from various families.

As for the prominent in-laws who could still be connected, the only one left was the Wen family after the crown prince's wife's natal family came out. The crown prince's natal family became increasingly disinclined to interact with the Hou Mansion, so only the Wen family was left.

It stands to reason that the old ladies of the two families are biological sisters, and they should be closer to each other. However, no matter how good the Marquis has shown them over the years, the Wen family has remained unmoved, and they have not even had a casual relationship with them.

Mrs. Xie took a deep breath, she could only be angry at the Wen family for not showing appreciation.

There were footsteps outside the door, and Liu Shiyuan came. After coming forward to greet him, he asked: "Aunt, are you coming?"

Mrs. Xie was furious, "I can't come."

Liu Shiyuan sighed, "Aunt, we finally have the opportunity to rely on the third prince to bring hope that the Liu family and the Xie family can turn around, but if we want to rely on him, we always need a meeting gift."

"If we can't settle the matter before Wen Shumian comes back, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Mrs. Xie rubbed her forehead and said, "Let your father personally come forward in this matter."

She has already invited someone to invite her, should she still invite her in person?

What the two of them didn't know was that today many people either sent people or visited Wen Mianmian's house in person, all of whom were going to visit Wen Mianmian. Concubine Lin's family also sent people there, but the people who went there were still sarcastic at Baiyuzhai that day.

The elegant green girl Lin Yuemin.

Mrs. Wen dismissed these people on the grounds that Wen Mianmian was ill and needed to rest, and no one was allowed in.

The news soon spread to the palace, and the emperor was furious, "Do you know what the disease is?"

The person who responded bowed and said, "He said he was completely weak."

The emperor touched his forehead and said, "Send the imperial doctor over to take a look."

These bastards know how troublesome it is to find him. If Wen Shumian comes back and finds out that his precious girl is sick again, he doesn't know what to do.

At this time, another palace official came in, holding a thick account book in his hand, "Your Majesty, the steward of Annan Palace presented the account book. This account book clearly records the items that have been taken away over the years."

The emperor flipped through a few pages, his expression becoming more and more condensed, and the palace attendant added: "According to the investigation, not only the shops owned by Prince Annan, King Anbei, the second prince, the third prince, etc. should all have such account books, but also the imperial court

There are also those in the ministers' palaces, and the one who has been robbed the most should be the natal family of Concubine Shen of Prince Anbei's palace."

"In addition, the Fifth Emperor's Uncle has a private box in the Yaqu Building of Zhenguogong Mansion all year round. He often entertains guests and never pays for them."

"And... and the Fifth Emperor's Uncle often comes in and out of Tanhuan Tower, also..."

The sound of the tea cup breaking resounded in the imperial study. The emperor's face turned livid, and the royal family's face was about to be lost by these people.

"Check, I'll give you three more days to check carefully."

The imperial court has always provided high salaries to the royal family, just to make them more honest. Nowadays, these people are becoming more and more arrogant and domineering.

The emperor was furious, and the people below naturally did not dare to fool him. Countless spies in the palace participated in the investigation of this matter.

Wen Changling moved quickly and released a lot of information without leaving any trace, making the spies much more efficient.

The imperial physician arrived at Wen's house when the sun was setting. Wen Mianmian, who was already asleep and feeling dizzy, was consistent with the symptoms of weakness and weakness. The imperial physician took his pulse for a long time and finally shook his head, "Why don't we wait until King Anan comes back to take a look?"

It's true that Miss Wen has a strong pulse and doesn't have any symptoms at all.

In desperation, he could only use his strange power to confuse his spirit.

Mrs. Wen and others looked strange, and it was difficult to say that Wen Mianmian had eaten two bowls of rice during lunch, so it really didn't look like she was sick.

I don’t know how the news spread. Someone said with a very strange look: "As soon as King Annan left, Miss Wen became ill. It seems that Miss Wen cannot live without King Annan."

The news became more and more serious, so when Hua Jingyun entered the city in the evening of the next day, everyone who saw him in the teahouse and restaurant said, "Miss Wen's good medicine is back."

As night fell, a person walked in at the door of Caiyun Residence. Lingguo saw that he was hurriedly trying to call someone, and felt that the person looked familiar. After taking a closer look, he quickly covered his mouth, looked around, stepped forward and lowered his voice, "

Your Majesty... Your Majesty, why are you here?"

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