Biyun was shocked when he saw Wuyou taking out his baggage and starting to pack his things.

Just when he was about to ask, he saw Wuyou's expressionless face. Biyun didn't dare to go forward and ask.

It wasn't until Wuyou left that Biyun staggered toward Rong Jiao's courtyard.

Rong Jiao was still looking for Biyun just now. Although the father-in-law sent back all the servants serving in the Eighth Prince's Mansion today, there was no one capable of doing so. Rong Jiao still could not trust those people.

Unexpectedly, Biyun was gone again, and Rong Jiao was so angry that she threw the tea cup in the courtyard.

Seeing Biyun coming back, Rong Jiao immediately opened her eyes.

"Where did you die?"

Biyun was so frightened that she took two steps back subconsciously.

Rong Jiao was even more furious when she saw her like this.

"Why don't you come here and take care of it!"

Biyun was startled by her and quickly lowered her head to clean up the debris on the ground.

But she was still thinking about Wuyou's departure, and accidentally cut her finger.

Hearing Biyun's soft call, Rong Jiao couldn't help but frown.

"What are you doing? Can't even do this little thing?"

Biyun was too nervous to speak.

Rong Jiao also noticed something was wrong with Biyun, and she couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.

"What? What happened?"

Biyun was shocked, but she didn't expect Rong Jiao to see it.

"Go back to auntie, it's okay...it's okay..."

Before Biyun could finish her words, a tea cup hit her side.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me! If you dare to hide it, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Have you forgotten how Binger, who was by my side, died?"

Biyun couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

She naturally understands Bing'er.

The maid who used to be by Rong Jiao's side and enjoy great glory, and was also the person who served Rong Jiao personally.

Bing'er was brought by Rong Jiao from Baiyue, and she used to look down upon them when facing Dazhou women like them.

But it happened that such a person who loyally protected his master died at the hands of his master.

The more Biyun thought about it, the more chilled she became. Looking at Rong Jiao's tea cup on the ground, she knelt down without hesitation.

"Auntie, I know I'm wrong. I know I'm wrong."

"Just now, my servant saw Wuyou packing up his bags and leaving in a hurry. He didn't even come to say hello to you. That's why I hesitated to mention anything to you."

Biyun was indeed thinking about Wuyou, but what she was thinking about was not that Wuyou didn't say hello to Rong Jiao, but why Wuyou suddenly left.

Is it because of what happened in the mansion this time?

Rong Jiao conspired to kill the royal heir, and was deprived of her status as concubine and demoted to a commoner.

Could she really return to the position of concubine in the future?Even the position of princess?

Before, Biyun had thought that she might be able to sit in that position. After all, the current Eighth Prince had no heirs.

If she could give birth to the Eighth Prince's eldest son, she might be able to be on an equal footing with Rong Jiao.

But the eighth princess's separation and Wuyou's sudden departure made Biyun feel inexplicably panicked.

Could it be that the Eighth Prince's Mansion really can't wait any longer?

Rong Jiao thought it was something, but when she heard Biyun's words, she felt relieved.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about this matter, just let her go if she wants to."

Rong Jiao did not tell others about Wuyou's return to Baiyue, for fear of being known by the people in the palace.

However, the more she concealed herself, the more Biyun felt flustered.

After thinking for a long time, Biyun seemed to have finally made up his mind.

Biyun was supposed to be keeping vigil for Rongjiao tonight, but because Biyun was restless, when she complained to Rongjiao about illness and asked to resign, Rongjiao didn't force her.

"In that case, you should go and rest first."

Biyun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Rong Jiao agreed.

He hurried back to the room and saw that other people in the room had gone to bed, so he hurriedly packed his bags.

The night was getting darker, and when Wuyou went out with his baggage, it was already the highest moonlight.

When I arrived at the door, I was stopped by the concierge.

Ever since the servants of the Eighth Prince's Mansion were taken away by the palace people that day, the people in the palace have become much more eager to do things.

Even the concierge was much more alert than usual.

"Miss Biyun? What are you doing so late?"

Seeing that Biyun was carrying a baggage, the concierge became even more curious.

"I'm going to buy some medicine for my aunt. The medicine left for my aunt when Dr. Wang left was not enough. Now my aunt can't sleep well, I'll go to the Huichun Hall to have a look."

The concierge also knew about Rong Jiao's miscarriage, and it was precisely because of this that Rong Jiao's frame-up of the Eighth Princess was exposed, and the Eighth Prince was able to intercede for her.

However, in the eyes of these servants, Rong Jiao was too pampered.

Even the former eighth princess cannot compare with her.

The former eighth princess and eighth prince were a legend in the capital.

However, everything changed for the Eighth Prince after he met Rong Jongai.

Thinking of this, the concierge couldn't help but shook his head.

I just hope that Rong Jiao can settle down in the Eighth Prince's Mansion without the Eighth Princess in the future.

For the current only mistress of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, they had better serve her carefully.

Although she was just an aunt, she was still very favored by the Eighth Prince.

"It's too late now, do you want to send someone to go with you?"

When Biyun heard this, he quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

"That's not necessary. There is no need to alarm other people in the house. I just went to get some medicinal materials and will be back soon."

Biyun calculated the time, and within an hour, the porter began to change shifts with others.

Even if she goes out by then, only one person will know.

As for whether she went back or not, no one knows.

Because of the nervousness, Biyun's heartbeat accelerated a bit.

She waved to the concierge and hurried into the night.

In the palace, the emperor lit up the lamp and read the secret message sent from the border.I was overjoyed when I saw the border situation reported by Vice General Liu.

"I didn't expect that Zhang Siyuan's wife is so talented."

Now the emperor already knows that the waterwheel that came out of Qingshui County just after the Great Zhou drought was made by Zhu Qiuqi and Xiao Zhangzhuang people.

There are also high-yield potatoes, sweet potatoes, and pumpkins, which Zhu Qiuqi only informed the government after trying them.

When Liao Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, there is such a strange woman in the world.

"It seems that this woman is really our lucky star in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Since she made the water wheel, the dry land in various regions has been watered in a short period of time."

Liao Cheng did not dare to speak nonsense, but carefully handed the tea cup to the emperor's hand.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night. Please warm yourself up. It's time to rest."

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