The entire harem was dark, as if it was covered with a huge black cover. Only the place where Nan Yan and his party were located was a little light, and Tingfu was walking in front with a lantern.

Although it was just a little light, at this time, it felt dazzling, as if it was about to dispel all the darkness around it.

After a while, they walked to a very remote and silent place in the harem.

The door is closed.

Nanyan raised his chin in front of him and said, "Go and call the door."

This time Ruoshui ran very fast. She walked forward and knocked on the closed door a few times, and immediately heard a panic inside.

Obviously, no one in the harem usually comes here so late.

Soon, the door was opened.

A palace maid showed her head, looked out, and said timidly: "Who?"

Ruoshui said: "The Imperial Concubine is here, open the door!"

“…!”

The palace maid was shocked and subconsciously retreated backwards, not even bothering to open the door. Instead, Ruoshui pushed the door open, and Tingfu immediately took the people in.

The maids inside were also awakened and hurried over. When they saw that the imperial concubine was coming, they were so scared that they knelt down one after another.

Nan Yan said lightly: "Stay and don't move."

After saying that, he looked up and walked in.

There was a sound in the room, and the sound of someone walking on his shoes. It was obviously awakened by the movement outside. When Nanyan walked over, the door just opened. A thin figure with only a slutty dressed in her coat and even her hair was sleeping in a mess, standing inside, looking at Nanyan in panic.

"Empress...? Why are you here?"

Ruoshui immediately said, "Bold, don't you bow and bow when you see the concubine?"

The man was startled and hurriedly fell to the ground: "I wish you a visit to the concubine!"

The room was dark and I couldn't even see the person's appearance. However, when Nan Yan slowly walked forward, Tingfu hurriedly carried the lantern forward. The faint light shone on the man's pale face, and the panic expression on her face clearly reflected the panic on her face.

Nan Yan lowered her head, looked at her thin figure, turned her head, looked at the bed beside her, and even put down the tent, obviously she was asleep and woken up by herself.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Guru Ling, you're scared."

The one who kneels on the ground is not someone else, but it is Ling Shansi, the noble man who lives alone in Jingyixuan after Yao Ying left.

She knelt on the ground, lowered her head, with a helpless and frightened expression on her face, and said softly: "I don't know that the Empress is coming, and I have missed her. Please forgive me."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "What crime is this?"

“…”

"It was the one who suddenly came to me and disturbed your Qingmeng."

Although she said this, there was no trace of guilt on her face. Instead, she walked to the table and sat down. Her free expression seemed to be like this place was her Yonghe Palace.

Ruoshui immediately walked in and lit several candlesticks in the room.

Immediately, Jingyixuan became brightly lit.

The light illuminated every corner of this simple and simple room, and naturally illuminated the table beside Nanyan.

On the table, there are some pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Obviously used, but the paper is snow-white and there is nothing.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "It seems that Concubine Ling is also a person who knows the words and writes. Usually, she likes to recite poems and paint?"

"No,"

Ling Shansi trembled slightly and immediately said, "I'm just a few words to recognize. I'm just free to write something."

"Write something? What is it?"

“…”

"I see that you have four treasures of study here, but you don't have your magic treasures."

"Or, there's nothing to write about."

"There is nothing to write about? No?"

Nan Yan looked at her with a smile, and while saying, she reached into her sleeve, took out a piece of stacked paper, slowly unfolded it, and said, "Isn't this sincere eulogy written by you?"

Ling Shansi, who was kneeling on the ground, felt a little stiff.

She lowered her head, and her loose hair covered the expression on her face. In places where no one saw it, and even the lights were unclear, cold sweat broke out on her face.

Nan Yandao: "Recognize it and see if it was written by you."

Ruoshui immediately took the piece of paper and brought it to her.

Ling Shansi buried her head lower, but the piece of paper and the words on the paper were still placed in front of her. Nan Yan said, "Did you write it?"

Ling Shansi whispered: "…yes."

Nanyan nodded and said, "So, Lipin did not deceive me. This eulogy was written by you 'is idle' and suddenly proposed the eulogy for the imperial concubine who was in the midst of the funeral. The content was exactly the same, because you two thought about it together, and you and she each wrote a copy."

“…”

"I just don't know why, you two took the wrong ones, yours were held on her, and hers were held on your side. Is that right?"

"……yes."

"So, the eulogy that the emperor picked up in the Ki Banquet Hall that day, although it was written by Lipin, it was your "lost", right?"

"……yes."

"I see,"

Nan Yan winked at Ruoshui, and Ruoshui brought the eulogy to her. She took the eulogy, read it again, and said with a smile: "A sincere eulogy has won the attention and favor of the emperor, which is good luck. Unfortunately, Yao Ying is favored, and Lipin is also the one who was conferred. Are you not sad at all?"

Ling Shansi knelt on the ground, his heart was already in a mess.

Although the questions asked by the imperial concubine seemed to be ordinary questions and had no direction, the cold sweat on her forehead was dripping down one by one.

The whole person was as nervous as a bow that was pulled to the extreme.

She whispered: "It is the blessing of Lipin's sister to be favored by her. If the concubine does not have this blessing, she can only sigh."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "I sighed so much."

“…”

"But, what are you sighing?"

“…”

"Did you sigh, I can finally get rid of suspicion?"

Ling Shansi trembled again.

She lowered her head and whispered: "I don't understand what the sirian means."

"Oh? You don't understand?"

"……yes."

"Then I will let you understand more."

After saying that, Nan Yan raised her head and said to Tingfu, who was standing at the door: "Bring someone in."
Chapter completed!