Rong Shu stood up and walked to the window. The autumn sun outside was bright and the blue sky was blue. It was a beautiful day.

But she had no time to appreciate it, she just walked around thinking about how to raise it so that Gu Changjin wouldn't be suspicious.

She thought about this for the whole day.

When going to bed at night, she twisted her hair until it was half dry, and then let the Yingyue and Yingque retreat.

Gu Changjin had two more injections at noon and evening. There was no need for Rong Shu to "help" with these two injections.

Sun Daoping ate a box of fried red bean glutinous rice cake for lunch, and heard Yingyue sighing that Rong Shu had not slept well last night, so he felt relieved and allowed Chang Ji to help her instead of Rong Shu.

Therefore, Rong Shu and Gu Changjin had not seen each other since that morning.

Rong Shu put on a pair of soft butterfly shoes and walked to the head of the bed. She said to Gu Changjin: "Mr. Sir, I would like to take the moon pillow on the bed."

Gu Changjin hummed and said: Without raising his eyes, he tilted his head slightly and touched inside with his hand.

Unfortunately, Yue'er was pillowed on the back of the bed. No matter how long his hands were, Gu Changjin couldn't reach him, so he had to say, "Madam, go up to the bed and get it yourself."

After hearing this, Rong Shu took off his shoes and walked around him to get Yue'er. Erzhen, walked around him and got down on the bed.

This time, it brought out wisps of subtle fragrance.

Gu Changjin was disturbed by the faint fragrance and his chest was pounding again. He pursed his lips, lowered his eyebrows, and suppressed the restless throbbing without changing his expression.

Rong Shu hugged Yue'er pillow and returned to the imperial concubine's bed.

She didn't turn on the lamp either, and just sat there motionless.

Gu Changjin raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Madam, do you have something to say?"

Rong Shu nodded, smiled and said, "When I came home a few days ago, I heard my father mention the case that my husband was busy with. "Today I heard from Lang Jun that Hengping went to Changping Prefecture, and I couldn't help but think of that case again."

Gu Changjin looked at her. The little girl had half-wet hair and was wearing a robe embroidered with twigs and crabapples. The pointed chin is supported by the pillow of the moon, and the white face is clearly untouched by makeup, but it is as bright as a pearl, very eye-catching.

"The Emperor has ordered the Ministry of Punishment to retry that case, and the case will be settled soon." He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "This time it was urged by the Emperor himself, and we will never let innocent people die unjustly."

"I know what I know. This is still Lang Jun's fault. If Lang Jun had not brought the injury to the palace, this case would not have received the emperor's attention."

Rong Shu gave Gu Changjin a hat and continued with a smile. : "I heard that Yang Rong became domineering because his uncle served as the Superintendent of Ceremonies."

"His uncle Yang Xu worked as a tax supervisor in Yangzhou Prefecture eighteen years ago. I listened to Shen. The old aunt at home said that Eunuch Yang loved opera very much. When he left Yangzhou, he adopted an adopted son from a theater troupe. His adopted son later followed him into the palace and became a eunuch. I don’t know if he is still alive today. In the palace."

This must be the longest thing Rong Shu has ever said in front of Gu Changjin.

Gu Changjin did not interrupt her, just listened quietly, his dark eyes slowly moved from the bed quilt to her face, staring at her for a moment.

He is the best person who knows how to see the subtle things and see the hidden dangers.

Rong Shu was stared at for so long that he couldn't help but pinch the Yue'er pillow in his arms with his fingertips.

Naturally, this small gesture did not escape Gu Changjin's eyes.

He remained calm. After thinking for a moment, he followed her words and said, "There are three of Yang Xu's adopted sons in the palace now, and six others are sent to other places. Those who can be adopted as adopted sons by him are all extraordinary An ordinary person. The person you are talking about is definitely still there, but I don’t know if he will be appointed abroad or continue to serve in the palace."

When he spoke, his voice was steady, his speech was not slow, and his expression was calm, as if he was serious. He was just chatting with Rong Shu about ordinary things.

When Rong Shu loosened his fingers on Yue'er pillow, he asked unexpectedly: "Why is Madam interested in Yang Xu's adopted son?"

Rong Shu's loosened fingers pinched Yue'er pillow again.

"I like to go to the theater. There once was a famous theater troupe in Yangzhou, and the troupe leader was the adopted son's adoptive father. The old grandma told me that the troupe's adopted son was very talented, but it was a pity that he was a white-eyed wolf. After catching the eye of Eunuch Yang, he turned around and left his adoptive father and came to Beijing with Eunuch Yang. Since Lang Jun said that the man was still there, he thought that he would be rich and prosperous after entering the capital. No wonder he was so cruel at the beginning. "

When the young lady said this, she smiled, put down the moon pillow in her hand, and said: "I have become a talkative today. It's getting late. It's time for husband to rest." She got up and left. Blow the lamp.

Gu Changjin asked, "Madam, do you know what happened to the leader?"

Rong Shu paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "He's dead. The old lady said that the leader's theater was in trouble, and the leader still Everyone in the troupe died in

the fire .

Gu Changjin's eyes flashed and he suddenly pursed his lips.

Gu Changjin's nominal father, brother and sister died in a mountain fire.

Rong Shu didn't want to mention how the class leader died at first, but he looked at Chang Jin as he did in his previous life and asked the same question.

She had to answer again.

In the previous life, Xu Li'er's case was settled, Yang Rong was sentenced to death by hanging, and Xu Li'er and the Jin family were completely cleared of their grievances.

Unfortunately, Jin was seriously injured and passed away on the day the case was pronounced.

After that, Xu Li'er also...

Ever since Emperor Jiayou ordered the Ministry of Punishment to retrial, Xu Li'er's case was almost unknown to everyone in Beijing. After all, it was the saint himself who urged it, and the entire Shuntian Mansion was watching.

On the day of Jin's death, some angry people threw stones at Yang Rong when he was being taken to Dali Temple Prison, and he was even beaten up by Dongchang fans.

Rong Shu had always behaved in front of Gu Changjin, but after hearing about Dongchang Fanzi's atrocities, he couldn't help but scolded Yang Xu and his subordinates in front of him. Mentioning this old story I heard from my old grandma.

The old grandma is old and cannot remember the name of the adopted son of the class leader.

Rong Shu just remembered it and mentioned it in passing, but he didn't want Gu Changjin to go to the study immediately after hearing it, and then went to the Criminal Department early the next morning, and was busy until late at night before returning.

She vaguely felt that he should have gone to check the name at that time.

Rong Shu now knew who the adopted son was, but she couldn't tell. She could only wait until Gu Changjin went to find out in person.

She knew Gu Changjin, they looked like a couple, but in fact he didn't trust her at all.

Even if she mentioned that person's name, he would go and verify it himself. It's better to just be like in the previous life, just mention it when you are ignorant. After all, he is a thoughtful person and will soon think of something fishy and send someone to investigate.

Rong Shu guessed right. Gu Changjin really wanted to send Chang Ji to investigate.

There are many evidences of sin in this world buried in fire.

The fire in the theater was extremely unusual. There were at least dozens of people in the theater troupe. No matter how big the fire was, there should not be even one person left alive.

He had a vague guess in his mind, but he could only confirm it after finding out the truth about the fire.

The words to let Chang Ji in were already on his lips, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a little girl with disheveled black hair standing in the light of the lamp. Those words rolled around on the tip of his tongue before being swallowed alive.

Let's talk tomorrow, he thought.

Seeing that he was silent, Rong Shu thought for a moment and said, "Do you have anything else to ask, Sir? If not, will I blow out the lamp?"

Gu Changjin said, "Okay. "

Rong Shu bent down and heard a "whoop" sound, and the room was completely plunged into darkness.

The window on the imperial concubine's couch had long been replaced with bamboo strip curtains. Rong Shu hugged the moon pillow and fell asleep in less than a stick of incense.

Xu Shi and Gu Changjin mentioned the old nanny of the Shen family, and Rong Shu actually dreamed of her.

She was born in Yangzhou. When her grandfather was dying, Shen was about to give birth. She rushed to the Shen family and could only see her grandfather for the last time.

Mrs. Shen was so distraught that she did not think about food or food for several days and nights, only caring about her grandfather's funeral.

Rong Shu was the one who was born. Although she was born at full term, mother and daughter were connected, and she was seriously ill when she was born. Of course, some Taoist priests said that it was because she was born on the Hungry Ghost Festival, with a light zodiac sign and a watery horoscope, that she was haunted by little ghosts as soon as she was born.

It was also because of these horoscopes that Rong Shu was not liked by the old lady in the Hou Mansion. Whenever the old lady has a headache or a fever, she always thinks it's her fault.

When Rong Shu was four years old, the old lady fell down in He'an Hall and broke her leg bone, so she immediately invited a Taoist priest to come to the house to perform the ritual. The Taoist priest swore that the evil spirit was in Qinghengyuan, and he had to practice the magic in Qinghengyuan for seven days to ensure the peace of his family.

He almost said that Rong Shu had evil spirits.

Shen was so angry that he sent someone to drive the Taoist priest away. Mrs. Rong was furious and forced Mrs. Shen to send her to Zhuangzi.

How could Mr. Shen be willing to give up? Without saying a word, she carried Rong Shu back to her parents' home.

But after all, she is the Marquis of the Marquis of Cheng'an, so how can she stay in Yangzhou? After people from the Hou Mansion came several times, my uncle persuaded my mother to go back and leave her in Yangzhou.

"After all, Zhao Zhao is not happy in the Hou Mansion. If not, why don't you stay with me and wait until it's almost time for her to discuss marriage

before returning to Beijing." Rong Shu stayed in the Shen family from then on until he was thirteen years old before returning to Beijing.

Before Mrs. Shen left, she personally made a moon pillow for Rong Shu that was as tall as herself.

The Yue'er pillow is bulging and exquisitely made. It smells fragrant and soft in my arms, just like grandma's arms.

With tears in her eyes, Shen said to her with a smile: "If we, Zhao Zhao, miss my grandma, we can hug this moon pillow. Grandma will come to Yangzhou to see you every year. When you grow up, grandma will take care of you." You go back."

Xiao Rongshu nodded obediently.

She didn't dare to cry. Her uncle told her that if she cried, grandma would be sad. If grandma is sad and refuses to leave, both the Shen family and grandma will have a difficult time.

Rong Shu had been holding back her tears, but when Shen's figure disappeared from the Chuihua Gate, she finally couldn't help it, and her tears fell down.

She raised her short legs and chased after Shen.

It snowed heavily in Yangzhou in those days, and there was a thick layer of snow foam on the ground that made a crunching sound when stepped on.

Rong Shu was holding a moon pillow and was dressed like a cotton ball. He couldn't run fast, so he fell after taking only a few steps. One of his shoes got stuck in the snow without even noticing.

Just like that, I ran to the hanging flower gate with one bare foot.

In fact, she didn't care if others said she was unlucky, nor did she care about her grandmother's disgust or her father's indifference. All she wanted was her mother-in-law.

Can you ask her to go back with you?

She stayed in Qinghengyuan and didn't go anywhere.

Only Shen had disappeared.

The north wind howled, and she seemed to be the only one left in this vast white world.

Rong Shu hugged the Yue'er pillow, facing the direction Shen was leaving, and shouted stubbornly in a childish voice with a crying sound:

"Aniang is coming back to see Zhaozhao! Aniang can't forget Zhaozhao!"

...

Rong Shu When Shu woke up, his nose was a little blocked and his throat was a little hoarse. She didn't know if it was because of the cold at night or because of the dream.

Dreams can always amplify people's emotions to the extreme.

Obviously she remembered that when her mother-in-law left, she was not as sad as in her dream.

Aniang would come to Yangzhou to stay with her every year, staying there for two months.

Her uncle treated her well, taking her to pick lotus pods in the summer and making snowballs in the winter. He is said to be a nephew, but in fact he is no different from his father and daughter.

There was nothing bad about her time in Yangzhou except that her mother-in-law was not around.

Rong Shu thought for a while, maybe it was because she could not let go of her mother when she died in her previous life, so all the suppressed emotions were poured out in her dream.

Affected by those emotions, she was still a little confused when she woke up, so she simply sat on the couch with Yue'er pillow in her arms to wake up. Halfway through waking up, I suddenly thought of something and immediately looked diagonally to the right.

Sure enough, Gu Changjin woke up at some point and was sitting on the couch leaning on a big pillow. His black hair hung down on his shoulders and his eyebrows were clear and plain.

When Rong Shu looked over, he also looked over.

Rong Shu stared at his calm eyes for a while, then said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Did I talk in my sleep yesterday?"

Gu Changjin said, "No, you slept peacefully."