Eunuch Wei muttered, "Tch, use the ruthless spirit you had towards the Empress Dowager back then!"
"What did you say?" the Emperor turned to him.
Eunuch Wei was startled and covered his mouth, "It’s nothing."
Blabbed again, damn!
The Emperor gave him a look and said, "What do you think I’m having He San guard the Nunnery for?"
Eunuch Wei paused, "Your Majesty is...?"
The Emperor’s expression was complex as he said, "I want to know whether it’s been her plotting all these years alone, or if there are any co-conspirators. We need to catch them all in one sweep."
The feelings for Consort Jing couldn’t possibly fade in just a few days; speaking of Consort Jing still pained the Emperor, yet he no longer harbored any sympathy for her.
Some beliefs collapse overnight, never to build high walls again.
The Emperor said in a heavy voice, "Also keep an eye on Marquis Yong’an’s mansion."
Marquis Yong’an’s mansion was Consort Jing’s maiden home. The Emperor wasn’t very suspicious of them; the offspring of Marquis Yong’an’s mansion were all incapable, including Marquis Yong’an himself, who was a mediocre talent.
However, with Consort Jing now under house arrest, if she indeed had accomplices, Marquis Yong’an’s mansion might be the only chance they had to approach her.
The Emperor paused, then added, "There is one more thing I do not understand."
Eunuch Wei said, "Please speak, Your Majesty."
The Emperor, puzzled, said, "I initially gave her four Dragon Shadow Guards, so how come only one is left? Where did the other three go? Look into this as well. I really don’t want to ask her myself; I no longer believe a single word that comes out of her mouth. I don’t want... to see her again either."
"Yes," Eunuch Wei complied.
...
In Bishui Alley, after having breakfast with the family, Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun left for Qinghe Academy, while the old Libationer took Little Jingkong to the Guozijian, and Gu Jiao escorted Xiao Liulang to the Hanlin Academy.
Xiao Liulang felt as if he were back in the countryside, to the days when Gu Jiao sent him to Tianxiang Academy for schooling.
He remembered a time when there was no room left on the oxcart, so she walked over ten miles on foot, so that no one could bully him midway or drive him off the cart.
"We’re here," Gu Jiao said to Xiao Liulang.
Xiao Liulang’s gaze fell on her slightly flushed cheeks from walking, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, prompting him to raise his hand to wipe them away.
But Gu Jiao opened her arms and gently leaned into his embrace, hugging his waist which lacked an ounce of excess flesh.
His body stiffened slightly, "You...?"
"Aren’t you going to hug?" The arms are already out.
Xiao Liulang opened his mouth.
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