Year after year entwined in endless doubt 94 Suspicion

  Guan Canghai finally put down his face and got up alone to put on his clothes. His face turned around to look at this man, with a mixture of emotions in his heart.

  Her face rose, dressed and sat on the bed, last night's unexpected news she hadn't had time to digest. One thing that Yan'er can be sure of now is that Pan Yu Yang is still alive. Where Pan Yu Yang is, only Guan Canghai knows.

  Find a way to rescue Yu Yang and find a way to inform Mu Bai.

  Her face was aching, what could she do as a woman? Now she didn't know where Yuexiang was or what his situation was. Last night, she vaguely heard that Yuexiang had been captured. With his formidable martial arts skills, how could he be captured? Had he suffered serious injuries? It seemed like last night she also heard something about him being unconscious. Had Yuexiang really been injured?

  Her face sank into thought for a moment, and then she suddenly smiled sadly. And that Orlan, the pregnant Orlan also didn't die. Guan Canghai, you really are a god of calculation.

  "Girl." Bi'er softly called out to the dazed Yan'r.

  "Hmm?" He looked at Bi'er with a dazed expression, slowly getting up and letting Bi'er help him wash up.

  Xiao Lan began tidying up the bed, Xiao Lan couldn't help but blush repeatedly.

  "Xiao Lan, hurry up with your hands and feet, what are you daydreaming about again?" Bi'er looked at Xiao Lan's sluggish appearance with great anxiety.

  "Oh, I know." Little Orchid shyly rolled up the bed sheets from last night's passion.

  Her face turned a bit red as she smiled: "Let the old palace maid handle this kind of thing in the future, she's still just a child."

  "Your Majesty, it's our duty to serve you. Don't make excuses for Xiang'er, she doesn't understand things." Bi'er knew what Yan'er was referring to... wasn't it that one thing? The Emperor and Your Majesty doing that is the most normal thing, and it's a good thing, a huge good thing.

  "Alright, they've all arrived, stop dawdling, hurry up and clean up." Yan'er no longer mentioned last night's topic.

  "Let them wait a bit longer." Little Orchid suddenly chimed in.

  "Xiao Lan, I've changed my ways now, how come you're still doing it? Didn't the mistress say that from now on we're not allowed to be arrogant just because we're favored?" Bi'er scolded Xiao Lan.

  "I didn't mean to be like this, it's just that Xia Jieyu really can't stand the sight of me. Yesterday she even came to the Imperial Garden to admire the flowers and seemed quite spirited, but today she sent someone to say that her body is not feeling well and it's inconvenient for her to pay respects to Your Majesty. Bi'er sister, don't you think it's infuriating?" Little Lan poured out all the grievances in her heart.

  "Whether it's worth it or not, the emperor won't investigate this matter, so why should I? Let her continue to make a fuss." Yan'er glanced at Xiaolan and thought about what Mei Rutu would do next, but she was certain that Xia Xiang'er would be in trouble.

  "The young lady's teaching is that the slave knows her mistake." Little Orchid pouted and walked out with a quilt.

  "Let's go." Yan'er looked at herself in the mirror, already tidied up.

  "Sister got up late today." He Mei Ru's face appeared, and she felt very unhappy in her heart. She had a romantic night with the emperor every night, how could these lonely people be happy?

  "Hehe, something delayed me this morning." Xiang'er thought to herself that Pan Yu Yang was still alive.

  "Hehe, that's right. The imperial concubine can't sleep peacefully at night, and her sisters don't have the good fortune to help share her burden." Wu Ling'er chimed in with a sharp tongue.

  As expected, this group of she-wolves were again secretly vying with each other for favoritism, but Yan'er was not in the mood to think about such things now. What was on her mind was Pan Yueyang's matter, so she just smiled and didn't want to get involved in their disputes.

  After exchanging a few words of greeting, everyone dispersed and returned to their own palaces. The Tianxiang Palace was quiet once again. Yan'er's daily task was to accompany him in the study after he finished his morning court session at the Cang Hai Temple.

  Walked slowly into the study room, perhaps there was something tricky on the court today, and Guan Canghai had not returned yet.

  Bi'er stood guard outside the study. Since Yan'er arrived, this study had become a private little house for the Empress and the Emperor, and no one could enter without permission.

  She pushed open the door, looking bored at the decorations in the study. Today, Guan Hai didn't come back, and she was also bored by herself. So she slowly looked at the various books in the study.

  I didn't expect Guan Canghai to like reading books so much, but most of the books he reads are considered by people to be heretical, such as the Eight Trigrams and Five Elements, yin and yang, almanacs, and poisonous books, all sorts of them.

  Her face turned around in the study, bored to come to the desk: "Ah, Moon Sun..." Her face leaned against the wall behind the desk, and what lingered in her heart for a long time was last night's news.

  "Uh..."

  Her face suddenly lifted up her body, as if she had just heard someone talking!

  Her face suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Was there an assassin in the palace? Yan'er clutched her handkerchief tightly, afraid and leaning against the wall.

  "Uh..."

  "Who?" The little face looked around nervously, her voice trembling.

  "Who are you! This is the imperial palace, if you're an assassin, it's better to leave early, lest you lose your life!" Yan'er warned in a low voice, and she, who was somewhat uneasy, leaned against the wall behind her.

  "Wavy... wavy..."

  "Curved?" Her face suddenly turned pale and she gasped in shock!

  "Who... who are you? Who is Wanwan!" Yan'er pretended to be calm.

  "Face, face... bend... bend"

  "Month... Month Yang?" Yan's face dared not believe it, this mysterious voice was so familiar, as if it were Pan Yueyang's voice, she tried to ask.

  "The face is mine."

  "Pan Yueyang! Where are you?" Yan's face couldn't believe that it was really Pan Yueyang talking to her again, she hastily checked every corner of the study, still not finding any place where someone could hide.

  Suddenly the other party lost his voice, and Qian Er didn't dare to call out to him loudly.

  "The Emperor has arrived"

  He's back from watching the sea! Yan's expression immediately returned to normal, and he ran to his own bed, pretending to be bored while waiting for him.

  "Has my dear wife arrived?" Guan Canghai looked at Yan'er: "When did she come?"

  "I've just arrived and I'm already exhausted from getting up early this morning." Her face looked like she hadn't slept well.

  "Don't worry, I won't touch you today." Guan Canghai's extremely ambiguous words happened to reach a certain person's ears.

  "You rest, I'll deal with this." Yan'er lowered her head and stopped talking, having already made up her mind. If the conversation she just had with Guan Canghai reached Mo Yang's ears... Yan'er was a bit unsure of how to face Pan Yueyang now, but she quickly shook her head, reminding herself that for now, she needed to focus on rescuing Mo Yang and couldn't think about anything else.

  One day, Rou'er was thinking about the voice in the study all the time, wondering where the voice came from and how to rescue Yu Yang.

  "Do you have something on your mind?" Guan Canghai looked at Zong Liu's face, asking her with no expression.

  "No, I'm just tired." Yan's face rubbed her forehead: "Right, you should go to other palaces and walk around when you have time."

  "What? Are they bothering you again?" Guan Canghai disliked women making decisions for him.

  "It's all right, just muttering a few words every day. By the way, Xiaoyan, you should go visit her more often, after all, she's carrying the dragon heir, this is a big deal, you can't neglect them mother and child." Yan'er muttered these words that she didn't really care about, just trying to cover up her own worries.

  "You think... never mind." Guan Canghai swallowed back the words he had intended to say.

  "What?" Yan's face seemed to sense that Cang Hai had something to say, and waited for him to speak up on his own initiative.

  "It doesn't matter, you think I should go to Xiaoyan's, then I'll just go." Guan Canghai carelessly patted the little head of his face.

  "What's wrong? What makes you think so?" Yan'er looked at Guan Canghai with a puzzled expression.

  "She likes eating that rice cake so much, let her have some more." Guan Canghai stared at Yan Er with a hint of implication.

  His face was watched by the vast ocean, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but shiver.

  "Is it cold?" Guan Canghai rubbed his shoulders.

  "I don't understand what you're saying." Yan'er thought that the problem with Xiaoyan was that Guan Canghai seemed to have something to say, but after careful consideration, she couldn't figure out where the problem lay. Just now, Guan Canghai mentioned rice cake, rice cake? Rice cake?

  "What's wrong with rice cakes?" Yan'er looked at Guan Canghai in confusion.

  "Who made the rice cake?" Guan Canghai smiled gloomily.

  "Ah." Yan Er's face twitched, and she felt a sense of unease all over her body as she gazed at Guan Canghai. She had a premonition that something was amiss, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Had He Mei Ru tampered with the rice cakes? Or did Guan Canghai know all along that the flower appreciation banquet Yan Er had asked him to arrange was actually a setup for Xia Huan Er to appear?

  "Oh." Guan Canghai quietly gazed at Yan'er, wanting to see a hint of a different expression on her face, but Yan'er perhaps hid it too perfectly. On that stunning face, there was only a pair of innocent and charming big eyes constantly blinking at him.

  "I think this has nothing to do with you." Guan Canghai really couldn't see anything from Yan'er's eyes.

  Actually, Yan'er really didn't know, she just gave an opportunity, as for how Mei Ru did it, she never interfered at all, so how could she know anything? "Is the rice cake poisonous?" Yan'er asked cautiously.

  "Haha, you really are thinking about it, but it's almost there." Guan Canghai couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Yaner's expression.

  "You can still laugh! The child in her belly is yours after all." Yan'er, after all, was someone who had been a mother before. At this moment, she was truly concerned about Xiaoyan's life. No matter what, Xiaoyan's disregard for her was infuriating. She wanted Xiaoyan not to give birth to the child, but when things were at a critical juncture, she actually felt a little reluctant.

  "No one will be killed, I only ask you, were you involved in this matter?" Guan Canghai suddenly looked at Yan'er with a stern tone.

  "You suspect me? Suspect that I put poison in the food to harm Xiaoyan?" Yan'er couldn't deny that she was indeed involved, but only as a platform provider, and only a fool would say that this also counts as involvement!

  "I think you won't either." Guan Canghai's face was expressionless.

  "I don't understand any of this..." She let out a deep sigh, saying anything was useless. The best thing for a woman to do was still to pretend to be herself.