Non-stick clothing

The imperial capital has warmed up a lot. Duan Changge slept in the study because he hadn't returned for a long time and had a lot of files to read.

Today, she welcomed a guest.

The way the guests knocked on the door was strange, with three long and two short, very unlucky.

Most people don't knock on doors like that.

So it's not ordinary people who come here.

Duan Changge opened the door.

The other party was a very delicate woman, wearing a long light blue dress, with a sachet hanging around her waist, as she walked over, her face was filled with fragrance.

Duan Changge invited people in, and said strangely: "I remember, the Duan residence is heavily guarded."

He is not good at martial arts, how did he get in?

"I handed over the greeting card." It was a man's voice, and said narrowly: "Young Marshal Duan's old friend, naturally no one will stop him."

"If you're like this, there will be a good interrogation." She said, "Sit."

"Where has the Sir been for so long?" she asked.

Lord Feng Feng Yidao: "I stayed in Ningzhou for a few days, and then went to Wanzhou. After the limelight passed, I came back."

"Limelight?"

"It's a pity that the limelight is not with you all the time, why don't you see someone touch your bad luck?" Feng Yi said, "If it's Young Marshal Duan, even the assassins have to respect him."

Duan Changge laughed angrily, and said, "Is this the way the word is used? What's more, apart from you and me, who else knows that Su Xiao is here?"

Feng Yidao: "If I knew it earlier, I would have released the news, hiss." When the wound was touched, his face froze, and he said, "Forget it, I won't talk to you, what about things?"

Duan Changge casually took a box from the shelf and threw it over.

Feng Yi caught it, opened it carefully, saw that Suxiao was not damaged, and said: "You put the things here? Are you afraid of any problems?"

Duan Changge said: "Duan Mansion has plenty of these things, you throw them on the ground and no one picks them up."

It's not that Duan Fu is rich and powerful, but that he has strict discipline.

Feng Yi closed the box and said, "What do you know?"

Friends for many years, it is a habit to speak like this.

"It's troublesome about things," he said.

Duan Changge nodded and said, "It's safer if I deliver the things for you."

Feng Yi shook his head, he couldn't let Duan Changge know who the person who wanted Su Xiao was.

In this way, Duan Changge didn't force it, so he gave up.

"Are you going to get married?" This question was caught off guard.

Duan Changge said: "Just wait for Madam to come back."

With a turn of the head, the person was gone.

Only where he sat was a piece of jade, blood red.

Duan Changge played with this piece of jade, and smiled at the deserted study, "Thank you."

Jade is a beautiful jade, so it is natural to match a beautiful woman.

……

The night wind was still a little cold, and it made my heart tremble.

The sound of footsteps came indistinctly, he cared but pretended not to.

His return to Beijing was extremely secretive, and he was dressed like this so no one would recognize him.

A young man in white came over, stopped in front of him, and said, "Miss, do you know the secret treasure?"

He deliberately narrowed his throat, like a woman with a deep voice in the night wind, "What secret treasure?"

"What was left by the late emperor can replace the universe—a secret treasure."

Feng Yi was taken aback.

The next moment, the out-of-this-world youth said: "It seems that it's here with the girl."

The soft thread passed through the body, and blood spurted out all at once.

The hooves of the guards came from far to near, and when they saw someone under the city wall, they naturally wanted to go and have a look.

The leader took a lantern to shine on the young man's face, got off his horse immediately, and said, "My lord."

Mirror nods.

This seemed a bit bloody, the leader said: "What are you doing here?"

Jing took out the sign and said, "Business."

The public affairs he mentioned are naturally the emperor's private affairs.

The leader said: "Since this is the case, the subordinates will not bother."

He had seen the people in the corner, but pretended not to see the horse on the ground.

Feng Yi also saw him naturally, and wanted to speak, but his vocal cords were cut, making him unable to speak.

"Jiang...Jiang Luo..."

Jiang Luo turned his head and said, "My lord called me?"

The thread in Jing's hand was wrapped around his fingers again and again, and he said: "Perhaps you have heard wrong, but I don't know."

Jiang Luo said: "This subordinate misheard."

He said, "Farewell."

Mirror hummed.

His complexion was not very good, because he found that Feng Yi could still make a sound.

Is it really because he hasn't used the thread knife for too long?

He frowned.

A few days later, someone fished out the unrecognizable body that had been bitten by fish in Wuchi. A sachet hanging from the waist could be vaguely seen, which had been bitten off. The clothes on his body seemed to be blue or green.

Because no one recognized him, he was dragged to a mass grave and buried.

……

Xiao Qiong has been feeling irritable over the past few days dealing with party disputes, and she doesn't have a good face every day. Naturally, no one finds her unhappy, but today she has a smile on her face.

The noble concubine gave birth, and it was the noble concubine of the Yun family whom he intended to support.

The former was nothing, as there were too many women in the harem, and he had many heirs, while the latter was conducive to a stable court residence.

Now the Empress and Concubine Shen Gui are fighting against each other. Although they have not established a reserve, both parties seem to be bound to win this position.

At least he can live for another 20 years. Concubine Yun's child is still young, and 20 years later, if he deliberately favors him, it will be a big deal.

To show he cared, he went alone, but the news had already been known to everyone except Concubine Yun's palace.

He had to let others see how he thought about Concubine Yun Gui.

Because the imperial concubine was still asleep, most of the palace people were resting and waiting for orders, so he deliberately kept silent all the way in.

He went to see the imperial concubine first, but did not wake him up, and then went to see his Lin'er, who was born less than a day ago.

The child is in the side hall.

There were not too many people waiting in the side hall, only a nanny, a female doctor, and a lady, all of whom Xiao Qiong had met before, Concubine Yun's confidant, and that lady, who grew up with Concubine Yun, was older than Concubine Yun teens.

The child has just been born, and there are many people with mixed hands, so it is enough to keep cronies.

The lady said: "This little Highness is too thin."

The nanny said while breastfeeding: "This is the case for children who are less than a month old, and it will be fine when they are full moon."

The female doctor said: "Actually, it's not entirely true. I was ordered by His Majesty 21 years ago to go and see the young marshal of the Duan family. He is also a child who is not yet full moon, but he is in very good health."

Xiao Qiong frowned, feeling that the three of them were talking too much, and was about to go in, when the lady suddenly lowered her voice and said, "The lady doctor is talking about Duan Changge? She—" sneered, "It's enough Less than a month is open to discussion, but whether she is Duan Shuai's daughter is unclear."

Xiao Qiong was taken aback for a moment, and let go of the hand that was pressing on the door.

If it's other family's romantic affair, he would not listen at all, because it is related to Duan Sizhi, he subconsciously wants to listen to it.

"You mean Madam Yan to Duan Shuai?"

The lady said: "How about you are young and inexperienced, then Mrs. Yan and Shuai Duan are a married couple, not to mention, in that generation, is there anyone who can outshine Shuai Duan? Of course it is not Mrs. Yan, It's a concubine's room."

"Concubine room? Didn't Duan Shuai never have a concubine?"

The lady sneered and said, "A man, no matter how upright he looks on the outside, he looks the same on the inside. The singer said she was given by the prince, and she gave birth to a daughter in less than eight months, and the daughter was drowned to death after she was born. Madam Yan seems to have What kind of hidden disease, can't have a child, so I keep the child by my side."

The woman in the room had never heard of these allusions, so she was shocked. The female doctor forced a smile and said, "You must have made it up."

The lady said: "Our second master said it when he was drunk. It's been many years, but I always remember it."

The second master of the Yun family was in the army for a period of time more than ten years ago, and he seems to have a good relationship with Duan Shuai, since he said it...

"I didn't understand this story when I first heard it. That prince is already a prince. Why did he give his own woman to others? Could it be that the princess can't tolerate such a singer?"

The female doctor said: "Perhaps he had a relationship with Duan Shuai before, so it's not certain."

The lady shook her head and didn't say any more.

Xiao Qiong didn't move at all, the spring breeze was warm, but her body turned cold.

He didn't go to see the child, but went back to the study directly.

In the afternoon, Miwei received a very strange note.

The brochure asked them to find the doctor who diagnosed Yan Qing back then, and someone who knew that Duan Changge was not Yan Qing's own daughter.

"A prince, why would he give away his own woman? Could it be that the princess can't tolerate such a singer?"

It may not be that the princess can't tolerate it, and it may not be that Duan Sizhi has been in contact with the singer before.

He knows best what kind of person Duan Sizhi is.

Anyone can do this, except Duan Sizhi.

But Duan Sizhi did accept this singer, and for so many years... no one knows.

Since she accepted the diva, why did she have to cover it up, and why did the diva commit suicide?

Yan Qing is not a jealous woman, on the contrary, although her temperament is not so submissive, she is very general, she will not force a woman who has just given birth to death, let alone Duan Sizhi.

In the end...why?

Then who is the prince?

Xiao Qiong felt that he had an answer in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

He can't confirm.

If it is confirmed, the relationship between the monarch and his ministers and the friendship of the best friends for so many years will no longer exist.

……

After talking, she should go.

As the ladies headed out of the palace, many people nodded and bowed along the way.

"Aunt Gui going out?"

"There are some things." She was about to take the badge, but the guard let her go, so she changed the badge into a purse, which contained a heavy golden locket.

The guard accepted it with a smile on his face. She got into the car and touched her face.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, such heavy makeup should not be spent on the skin.

It's not like it's spent.

The lady sneered, she was also stupid, no one doubted how could a lady know so much?

As for Xiao Qiong standing outside, he is not stupid, he is suspicious.

His suspiciousness could finally kill him and ruin his country.

……

The secret guard's work efficiency was extremely high, and in the evening, the things were delivered.

Xiao Qiong put her hand on the sealing paper, and it took a long time before she decided to open it.

Duan Sizhi, Duan Sizhi, don't let me down.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel Sifan for mines, and thank you little angel Laoshan Coke for mines.