Your Majesty, the Empress Runs Again

"Yu'er, has Empress come back with you?"

"Empress? Isn't Empress at the Zither Phoenix Hall? Your Majesty, were you not anxious and confused? " The Consort Lin was extremely surprised as she looked at Qin Ao in confusion. She did not understand why he would ask the Empress Empress.

"Then how did you get back?" Qin Ao carefully observed the reaction of the Consort Lin, but her reaction did not seem to be fake, causing Qin Ao to be confused. Could it be that the disappearance of the Shen family was premeditated? Was she so eager to leave him?

"Chenqie was left by someone at the entrance. She returned to the palace as soon as she woke up." Consort Lin did not understand why Qin Ao asked that question. Could it be that the woman had disappeared? No matter what the reason was, that woman had disappeared. She no longer appeared in front of the emperor, and when he gave birth to the Little Prince, she didn't believe the emperor would remember that little bitch.

"Yu'er, rest well." "I still have official matters to attend to, if there are any unwell then send someone to inform me at any time." When he thought of that possibility, Qin Ao was unable to restrain his surging anger. Was the robber from that night and the robber this time all self-directed by Xin Er? Was it to leave the palace? Shen Xin, we will not let you succeed, we are not crippled, who dares to let you leave!

For the past few days, Qin Ao's Dragon Guards searched everywhere for Shen Xin, but to no avail. Every day, they had to endure the emperor's low pressure. Their hearts prayed for the queen, who was gravely ill, to hurry up and get better. They almost couldn't hold on any longer. He really missed the previous emperor. Although he had a cynical look, it was still better than his current appearance of about to erupt at any time.

Other than the Consort Lin who had vaguely guessed what was going on, everyone else in the harem thought that the Empress was severely ill. Even all of the palace maids in the Zither Phoenix Hall had changed. Consort Lin was even more anxious, like a frightened bird. She couldn't even protect her own stomach in time, nor did she have the mind to poke a lie. Thus, they knew that even if the empress was seriously ill, she wouldn't dare to act rashly in the Zither Phoenix Hall. Instead, she quietly became an ostrich, and could only silently curse the severely ill Emperor for giving up earlier.

The cursed Shen Xin didn't have a good time either. She hadn't had a good night's sleep in days. That Japan really wanted to go exchange for Imperial Concubine Lin. After all, she believed that man would not do anything to her. If there was anything wrong with a man, she could handle it. However, just as she was about to move Shen Zhui away, she realised that someone had already captured the Shen Mansion's men. Only one letter was left for her to trade for something.

She wanted to go along with the flow, but the letter was written in a special kind of ink. Once the seal was opened, it would turn to ash after half an incense stick of time. She did not believe that she would not leave any traces behind if so many people disappeared into thin air. Even after searching for so many days, she still came up empty-handed. She used some of the power of the unoccupied buildings, but was unable to find anything. The Shen Mansion was completely unaffected, and there were no signs of a struggle at all. It could only be said that everyone left voluntarily. She couldn't think of anyone who could take so many people away without making a sound.

"Miss, there is still no news. But in the end, what are they going to exchange for Master and the others? "

"I don't know either, but it should be related to what Shen He and the rest wanted. As for what it is, for the time being, I don't have a clue. " What on earth made so many people covet it? She was well aware of the salary of her father, a clean official who did not have much time to spare. The only possibility was that her unlucky mother had left behind some treasure. What kind of treasure was it that even Shen Zhui, her husband, did not know? How could they be sure that they would know?