Your Majesty, the Empress Runs Again

With his years of secret service intuition, the strange thing was that there had to be a secret chamber inside. When Shen Xin entered the secret room and saw the torn paintings on the floor, he could roughly guess that Aunt Yue had once appeared here. Only a woman tortured by jealousy would do such a thing. He picked up the paintings on the floor and put them together. Each of them depicted the same woman. The woman in the painting only had half of her face intact, the other half of her face was covered with black spots, and the strangeness of it was unable to describe how Shen Xin felt about her. The woman in the painting had half of her face which perfectly matched all the features of a peerless beauty. Unfortunately, because the other half of her face could no longer be distinguished due to the black spots, the combination of the two would cause one's hair to stand on end.

Even though only half of the face of the woman in the painting could be seen, Shen Xin could still rely on it to recognize the woman's identity. Shen Xin's face appeared slightly young and tender, but the woman in the painting gave off a delicate and proud feeling, but whether it was the eyes, nose, or mouth, the two of them were seventy to eighty percent alike. With a single glance, Shen Xin was able to guess the woman's identity.

In this way, all the mystifying rumors about Madam Shen in the capital could be confirmed. Women loved to be beautiful, so how could a person who had lost his looks and was so proud be willing to let others see his true appearance? His intuition told Shen Xin that there must be some important story behind the disfigurement of Madam Shen.

Shen Xin had no intention to search for a dead person, but it seemed that all of these were closely related to this dead Lady Shen. That night, Shen Xin activated the information network in the Leisurely House to search for Lady Shen's past. At this time, what Shen Xin did not know was that there was another person who was interested in this matter, and his movements were much faster than the others.

"Mistress, I've gotten the red ink you mentioned before."

"Well, give her something for me to thank her for." This red ink was under the control of a specialist in space and time. It was known as the royal merchant. This red ink is different from ordinary red ink, which, as it is used to record the days when concubines are unable to sleep, does not disappear once it has been recorded. It was precisely because of this that the annual volume was limited and had been recorded in the form. This year's volume had already been sent to the palace, and could only be obtained by entering the palace.

Shen Xin thought about it for a long time. It would be better to get the red ink as early as possible. At this time, it was inconvenient for her to enter the palace, but there was one person who was able to get her hands on it. Who knew that she would be so quick. Since she was an ally, she had to treat them with respect. He believed that she would like his present very much.

"Mistress, you really want to cooperate with her?" Guiying was a little worried, as the women of the harem were all jackals wearing beautiful skin, he was afraid that the woman would bite back at his mistress.

"Why not? She has her own ambitions, and I have my own plans as well. Shen Xin understood Guiying's worries, it was only for the sake of being able to eat and drink in the future. There were some things that had to be done, and sometimes, there would be a price to pay for it. She had never thought of herself as a good person. In fact, if she wanted to scheme and scheme, she would be better than anyone else. It was just that she was already tired of it in her previous life.

"Yes, your subordinate understands."

"Holy shit!" "It's actually a treasure!" Shen Xin was so excited that he kept turning the white paper over and over again, carefully checking it several times to confirm that what those people were looking for was really what he was looking for. It was clearly written densely on the menu for several famous modern dishes. This time, he had struck it rich.