Zi Yan's expression suddenly became gloomy: "This explains a problem and confirms my previous guess."
Chu Lin, the servants, and the eight black people all cast a questioning look at Zi Yan: What is the proof
Zi Yan stood up and looked at the iron-black night outside: "She and Rong Chang'an must be inextricably linked, maybe Rong Chang'an is not dead! Even, Xue'er already knew about our plot with the special envoy of Tianchi Kingdom! "
Shock filled the small hall, and everyone's face basically had the same expression: stunned!
After a long time, Chu Lin said: "If according to what you said, Xue'er is from Rong Chang'an, and she already knows our plan, then what should we do next? Should we sit and wait for death?"
Zi Yan snorted, her face was full of disdain and self-confidence: "It's so easy for Xue'er to destroy our plan! Don't forget, not only us, but even she didn't get Lin Hai's list. There is no such list What strength does she have to fight us! Now in the Northern Army camp, 50% of the generals have sworn allegiance to you, what are you afraid of!"
Chu Lin: "But what if Xue'er got the list first?"
Zi Yan: "So, our current task is to grab the list, and according to the list, get rid of those generals who are loyal to Lin Hai and Rong Chang'an one by one, so as to avoid future troubles!"
As she said that, Zi Yan laughed again. It was a smile full of fighting spirit after meeting an opponent: "Although Xueer is not Rong Changan, her mind is almost the same as Rong Changan. I want to see who is The final victor." Suddenly, Zi Yan looked at the black man, "Go to the burnt thatched cottage tomorrow, even if you dig three feet, you must find it for me, and see if Lin Hai is on the list. Hide in the thatched cottage."
If the list is buried in the flames along with thatched cottage, it will only benefit Ziyan.
"yes!"
The eight black people exited the room and left the Chu residence through the back door.
It was getting late, and after exhorting a few words to Chu Lin, Zi Yan also returned to the palace.
Qingqing and two maidservants were waiting at the gate of Jiaogong Palace, when they saw Ziyan, they all shouted respectfully: "Concubine, you are back to the palace!"
Zi Yan glanced coldly at the three maids kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Is the bedding in my room warm?"
Qingqing replied: "The quilt has been coaxed and warmed according to the usual habit of noble concubines."
"Is there any cold air in the room?"
Qingqing: "Already warmed up the room."
"That's good!"
Zi Yan pushed open the door of the room, and a gust of warm air rushed towards her face. She was walking outside just now, and she was so cold that her ears and nose were frozen, and they were flushed. Now that she was heated by the heating in the room, her frozen face melted away and became warm.
Qingqing walked in with a pot of calming hot tea and poured it into a white porcelain bowl: "Concubine, drink some hot tea to warm up your body."
It was the time when the snow was melting outside, and it was very cold. Although Zi Yan's face melted away, her hands were still frozen: "Don't drink tea tonight, tea is not good. But bring a cup of hot wine, let I'm going to go to the cold."
Qingqing went to exchange for a cup of hot wine, and handed it to Zi Yan, Zi Yan drank the wine, where the liquid was, it was hot. After a while, her hands also felt hot. The person is warm and the tongue is alive.
"Qingqing, did the emperor come to see me today?"
Qingqing took off her headdress and said, "I've never seen the emperor come!"
Zi Yan snorted: "I can't even remember how long it has been since the emperor came to see me! Is he going to freeze me to death in the Jiao Palace?"
On a cold day, the most fearful thing is that you can't sleep alone, let alone a long widowed woman, you can't stand the cold and loneliness. Therefore, there were many words of resentment towards Yan Li in his stomach.
After removing the headgear, Qingqing brought in a basin of hot water, wet it with a towel, and helped Ziyan wipe off the rouge and gouache on her face. The towel was washed in the basin, and the water in the basin was stained red. Qingqing took it out and dumped it in the ditch. Then, he went in again, waited for Zi Yan to put on her sleeping clothes, and changed her into a pair of silk shoes. After falling behind, he helped Zi Yan into the room and sat on the bed. According to the habit, Qingqing had to massage her temples until she said it was ok, then Qingqing took out the candle and let her go to sleep.
Qingqing was pressing her temples, and Ziyan's exquisite nose sucked, sucked and sucked again and again. Qingqing thought to herself, I don't know what she is going to trouble about again!
"My concubine, what's the matter with you?"
Zi Yan said unhappily: "Why is there a burning smell in the room?"
"Is there?" Qingqing smelled it, but didn't smell it, "No!"
Zi Yan: "My nose can't smell wrong, there must be something burnt."
Qingqing: "The servant girl will go and have a look."
Qingqing searched around the room, but didn't see anything burnt.
"Your concubine, I think it's because the candle is burning that it smells like this. Why should you be doubtful, noble concubine!"
Ziyan didn't believe Qingqing, stood up, and searched everywhere: "My nose is infallible. I have stayed in the pepper palace for such a long time, the smell of candles will not be like this."
She came to the window with a heavy heart, and found that the key of the window was not closed, so she looked at Qingqing sternly: "Why is the window not closed? If the wind blows, it makes a sound of flapping and crackling, how can I sleep?"
Qingqing was very wronged, and there was some doubt in her eyes: "I remember I closed it the last time I went out, how could it be..."
Zi Yan frowned: "Are you sure you closed it?"
Qingqing: "Sure."
Zi Yan said to herself: "Did someone come in?"
She looked carefully at the window sill and saw a little ashes: "What is this?"
Qingqing quickly came over to look, and was taken aback: "I don't know why there are ashes here."
If Qingqing came over to check the window with a candlestick, shouldn't there be ashes falling
Zi Yan's heart skipped a beat: "It's bad, someone came to my room!"
As soon as this remark came out, Qingqing looked around the room in astonishment: "No... no way! We have been waiting outside the door, how could someone come in? Concubine, you... Are you thinking too much? Perhaps, the soot on the window sill is nothing but It was left over from a few days ago."
Zi Yan said angrily: "Don't you clean the window sill every day?"
Qingqing is speechless, if she refuses to clean, she will definitely be guilty of negligence.
Ziyan's vigilant eyes looked like a kind of animal that likes to come and go at night, with a green light, searching in all directions in the room, even the beams of the house. She gradually moved her body onto the bed, placing her hand on the scroll of the ancient painting. As long as the person who sneaked into the room appeared, she would use this soft sword to protect herself.
"Zi Yan, light up a few more lamps!"
Qingqing responded tremblingly: "Okay...Okay!"
She took out a big red candle from the cupboard, put it on another light position of the Changxin Palace Lantern, and lit the candle. After a while, there were six or seven more candles in the room, and the room was like daylight, slenderly visible.
Ziyan ordered Qingqing and the other two servants to search again for the place where people could hide in the room, but they still couldn't find any sign of Banxing'er's entry.
Zi Yan breathed a deep sigh of relief: "Although no one is in the room, I can breathe a sigh of relief. But I can't make a mistake, it's the ashes that only existed today, and someone must have come in.