Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

At this moment, Fu Dong came out from the darkness and stared coldly at Concubine Feng as she walked away. She asked, "Have you arranged everything?"

"Miss Fudong, please rest assured, everything has been done according to the princess's wishes." The little attendant replied respectfully.

Although his position was not high, Fu Dong was deeply trusted by the emperor and the princess, and even had a close relationship with the two major guards in the palace, Qing Feng and Tie Yi. Naturally, the little attendant did not dare to neglect such a key figure.

Then, the young attendant handed over a note, "When I was delivering food to Concubine Feng a few days ago, I accidentally heard some information that might be useful to the princess, so I wrote it down."

"You can write?" Fu Dong was surprised. In the past, in order to prevent information leakage, servants in the palace were forbidden to learn to read. However, this young servant could actually read, which was rare.

"My father was a teacher, and although my mother came from an ordinary family, she was well educated, so I learned some writing," the attendant explained.

Fortunately, the new emperor was benevolent and abolished many harsh policies, allowing him to display his talents with confidence.

"I see." Fu Dong nodded to show her understanding. Although she was wary, she decided to trust this seemingly loyal servant and put away this precious information to bring back to the princess.

Fudong noticed the distrust in the servant's eyes, and the latter explained nervously.

After hearing this, Fu Dong's vigilance was slightly reduced. He nodded, put away the paper, and left the Inner Court.

After returning to Jiang Xue, Fu Dong recounted in detail everything that had happened in the Inner Court, including the matter of the servant.

"A literate little servant?" After taking the paper, Jiang Xue did not check it immediately, but looked into the room.

Lin Wenxing is discussing Dali Temple affairs with Xiao Zhan. Ye Rongxiu has retired and returned to his hometown, and has requested that his daughter Ye Zhaoyi accompany him.

Ye Zhaoyi entered the palace because she was forced. She was a person who longed for freedom. If it were not for her father's life, she would never set foot in the palace.

So when the opportunity arose to return to her hometown, she agreed without hesitation.

In view of his gratitude to the Ye family, Xiao Zhan readily agreed to their request, and even granted them good farmland and a mansion, and selected fifty servants to accompany them. This treatment was extremely generous for the outgoing officials.

With the departure of Ye Rongxiu, the burden of the Dali Temple fell on Lin Wenxing's shoulders. The mountains of cases every day kept him busy day and night.

Now, Lin Wenxing urgently needs a capable assistant to share the pressure. After learning that there is a young attendant from a scholarly family in the Inner Court, Jiang Xue immediately ordered his men to investigate his background. If he is innocent, consider transferring him to the Dali Temple to assist in the work.

"What about the situation with Concubine Feng?" Jiang Xue asked.

"The spies are in place." Fu Dong replied.

"Very good, let them remain vigilant and find an opportunity to find out the exact location of my uncle in Qu Shang's hands."

Although it is known that Zhenbei Hou was imprisoned by Qu Shang, the exact location remains a mystery.

This was one of Jiang Xue's biggest concerns. Worried about her uncle's safety, she hesitated to take action against her enemy.

If I could find my uncle, everything would be much easier.

Suddenly, she felt sleepy. She held her cheeks with her hands and yawned. Her eyes were so heavy that she could hardly open them.

"Princess?"

Seeing this, Fu Dong hurried forward to support Jiang Xue and let her lie down on the soft couch next to her to rest.

The princess fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down, which made Fu Dong full of doubts. It was not long after the lunch break, why was she sleepy again?

She thought about it carefully and realized that the princess was indeed easily tired recently. Every time she got up, she would feel drowsy again not long after, and her appetite was also larger than usual.

Perhaps it is because the recent heavy workload has exhausted the public authorities' physical and mental strength.

Worried that Jiang Xue might catch a cold, Fu Dong quietly took out a quilt from the cupboard and covered her with it.

Just at this moment, Lin Wenxing came out from the inner room.

"Lord Lin." Fu Dong greeted in a low voice and bowed.

"The princess must be tired because you have worked too hard these days." Lin Wenxing looked at the sleeping Jiang Xue, bowed in return and said, "Please give this to the princess when she wakes up." As he spoke, he handed over a sachet embroidered with black background and red patterns.

Fu Dong stared at the sachet and hesitated for a moment, but did not take it immediately.

In this sensitive period, the nobles and officials are looking for opportunities to deal with the princess. If such items are not handled properly, it will easily cause trouble for the princess.

Noticing Fu Dong's concerns, Lin Wenxing explained, "Please don't misunderstand, this is not a gift from me. Look at the name engraved on the back of the sachet."

He turned over the sachet, revealing a clear word "Gu".

"Is this from the Marquis of Zhenbei?" Fu Dong asked in surprise.

"That's right. Although Fudong may not be very familiar with him, the princess will definitely recognize him. I have already reported this matter to the emperor." As the Minister of Dali Temple, Lin Wenxing is an upright and reliable person. In addition, he has a close relationship with the princess, so Fudong trusts him very much.

Considering the long-missing Zhenbei Marquis, this sachet might be the only clue, so Fu Dong took it solemnly and promised, "Thank you, Lord Lin. I will make sure the princess receives this important information."

"Thank you for your hard work, Fudong." Lin Wenxing said, bowed again and turned to leave.

"Fudong." Xiao Zhan half leaned on the bed and called softly. Fudong responded and walked into the room, "What does the emperor want?"

"Where's Xiaoxue?" Seeing that Lin Wenxing had left for a while but there was no sign of Jiang Xue, Xiao Zhan became suspicious.

"Your Majesty, the princess fell asleep on the couch." Fu Dong replied.

Soft couch? Xiao Zhan frowned slightly, lifted the quilt and prepared to get up, but was dissuaded by Fu Dong: "Your Majesty, your injury has not healed yet..."

"The injury on your shoulder won't hinder your walking." He waved his hand to interrupt Fu Dong, put on his outer robe, put on his shoes and walked out. Fu Dong sighed helplessly, and hurriedly took a cloak and followed him, fearing that he would catch a cold.

When he came to the front hall and saw Jiang Xue sleeping, Xiao Zhan smiled gently. He sat beside her and carefully tidied up the hair on her forehead, his eyes full of tenderness.

Then he lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her eyelid.

Feeling the warmth on her eyelids, Jiang Xue groaned and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes met Xiao Zhan's face, and she asked in a somewhat lazy voice, "Why are you here?"

Her slightly nasal voice was particularly touching, like a cute cat, making people want to hug it tightly and take good care of it. "I heard that you fell asleep outside, so I came to see you. It's too cold here, why don't you go in and rest."

Although autumn has just begun, the wind today is already a bit biting. In addition, she has been overworked recently, so Xiao Zhan is worried that she will get sick.

"Yeah!" She nodded and leaned her head on his chest, looking particularly attached.

Xiao Zhan's body suddenly stiffened. He patted her back gently and motioned Fu Dong to help Jiang Xue to rest.