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Didn’t they say that Song Jingchen cared a lot about his wife?

Moreover, what did he mean by that? Would the emperor really recover after praying?

What a joke!

Although he knew that praying would not wake the emperor up, Shangguan Pu still subconsciously glanced at a young eunuch beside the dragon carriage.

The young eunuch nodded subtly, and he felt relieved.

Shangguan Heng did not believe him either. He opened his mouth to say something else, but Shangguan Yu stopped him. “Third Brother, let’s talk after the blessing. ”

Only then did Shangguan Heng stop.

He might not even listen to Consort Shu, but he was still willing to listen to Shangguan Yu.

Uncle Xuan Ping, who had been eyeing them since he saw that the old prince had gone crazy, heaved a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he felt a little vexed. He blinked but didn’t see his grandson.

The old prince was brought away and the prayer began again.

After Shangguan Pu offered incense again, the abbot led the other monks to chant sutras around the emperor’s dragon carriage. Because of Shangguan Heng’s commotion, the ceremony lasted for more than four hours.

The ministers got up from the futons with trembling legs. They had woken up early in the morning and only ate two snacks for lunch. They knelt for another afternoon.

The generals were slightly better. The ministers had never suffered like this. All of them looked as if they had lost half their lives. They were cold, hungry, and tired.

If the emperor really recovered, everyone would suspect that it was because of the half-life that had been taken from them.

The sun was setting in the west. It was obviously not safe to go down the mountain at this hour, so Lord Jing had to ask the abbot to arrange food and rooms for everyone.

There were many people, and the lower-ranking officials even had two to three people in a room. No matter what, Song Jingchen had the title of a duke, so he was assigned a small courtyard.

He returned to the courtyard. As soon as he stepped in, he met a pair of starry eyes.

Even though he knew that she was fine, Song Jingchen’s heart was finally at ease when he saw her.

Shen Yijia was wearing a gray monk’s robe and a monk’s hat. Her eyes were smiling like crescents.

“Hubby,” she called sweetly.

Song Jingchen looked at her without blinking for a long time. He strode forward and pulled her into his arms. “What happened?”

Shen Yijia knew what he was referring to. She was about to explain when she thought of something and paused. “Let’s go into the house first.”

Only then did Song Jingchen realize that MO Yuan, One Dot, and the others were all there.

After returning to her room, Shen Yijia told him about her meeting Liu Piaopiao.

“That aunt in the Fragrant Teahouse is her. She’s always been by Shangguan Put s side.” Shen Yijia sighed.

Actually, as soon as Liu Piaopiao spoke, she remembered that the familiar voice she had heard in the Fragrant Teahouse was Liu Piaopiao’s.

She didn’t expose her directly. She just wanted to see what she wanted to do.

After drinking the cup of tea, she immediately secretly took a drop of spiritual liquid and pretended to faint.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the tip of her nose was filled with something smelly.

She had studied by MO Yuan’s side for so long, so she naturally knew that there was a very strong medicine in the tea.

And that smelly thing was the antidote.

Although it was a pity to waste a drop of spiritual liquid, she still pretended to wake up.

Then, Liu Piaopiao said, “Just take it that I’ve avenged my parents.” “She was the one who leaked the picture book?” Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes.

This was something he did not expect. After all, Liu Piaopiao was the one who took the initiative to give them the sketchbook. If she wanted to surrender, she could have taken the sketchbook to Shangguan Pu from the beginning.

Shen Yijia nodded. Because of the picture book, Shangguan Pu wanted to capture Madam Li and the others to threaten Song Jingchen. In the end, he killed Widow Wang.

Liu Piaopiao could be considered the culprit.

However.

“She said that she needed to gain Shangguan Pu’s trust.” Shen Yijia frowned. “She was also the one who sent the letter that told us that the old prince was drugged by the late emperor.”

There was also a hint of hatred towards Shen Yijia. She wouldn’t lose out if Shangguan Pu could successfully kill her and Song Jingchen.

Although she didn’t say it explicitly, anyone who wasn’t a fool would understand. Liu Piaopiao also knew that she could understand what she meant.

Logically speaking, Liu Piaopiao knew that Shen Yijia had done nothing wrong, but she could not forgive her emotionally.

Song Jingchen suddenly understood. He had previously felt that the delivery of the letter was different from the vague reminder from before.

“Those things have nothing to do with you. You don’t have to feel guilty.” He pulled Shen Yijia into his arms and reached out to help her smoothen the creases between her eyebrows bit by bit. He comforted her softly.

“I’m not feeling guilty.” Shen Yijia shook her head. “I want to take revenge for

Auntie Wang again. I want to kill Shangguan Pu or Liu Piaopiao.”

“But she saved a lot of people, so I’m torn.”

Song Jingchen paused. “The women in Xunyang City?”

Shen Yijia nodded..