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A Xian was so angry that she was pounding the wall.
"Dog Emperor!"
"Where on earth has he locked up my Second Brother?"
"I'm going to kill him. I refuse to believe that even if he dies, I still can't find my Second Brother."
"…"
She was pacing back and forth in the hall.
I quietly applied medicine to myself.
Gao Huan came today under very strange circumstances.
I still couldn't figure out why he made this trip.
Was it to deliver medicine for me? Absolutely impossible.
Was he threatening me with He Yu? That wasn't necessary either.
There was some element of intimidation, but he had sealed A Xian during the day; shouldn't he have gone to her palace at night?
Even if she wasn't there, he shouldn't have come to me.
He also mentioned He Yu.
A series of puzzling actions left me feeling very uneasy.
After A Xian left, I moved a floor tile under the table.
Inside was a wooden box.
When I opened it, I found a collection of letters.
The handwriting of Gao Huan has remained unchanged over the years; it was slightly immature in his youth, but now it appears much more mature and steady.
From the handwriting, one would assume he is doing well.
If he were weak or suffering, he wouldn't be able to write such characters.
But since he is living well, where could Gao Huan possibly hide him?
The content of the letter is plain, revealing no information, clearly having been inspected.
Gao Huan hasn't left the palace in years.
I have already figured out all the shadow guards who can leave the palace with him.
I followed them line by line, but found no clues.
Could it be...
When that thought jumped into my mind, I was startled myself.
I quickly unfolded He Yu's letter again.
Upon rechecking, both the characters and content were fine.
The paper seemed fine too; it wasn't the kind commonly used in the palace.
However, this type of paper isn't rare either; it's found everywhere outside the palace.
I quickly tore off a corner of the blank paper, donned my cloak, and walked outside.
As I opened the door, I froze in place.
Gao Huan, who should have long left and be surrounded by the gentle fragrance of the concubines, stood coldly at the door.
I retreated into the palace, and he advanced step by step.
"Yu Qing, where are you going?"
There was no point in explaining.
I simply remained silent.
My mind raced as I calculated when he had returned.
Had he seen A Xian?
How much did he know?
I backed against the wall, and Gao Huan's shadow loomed over me.
He smelled of alcohol, his eyes red, glaring at me fiercely: "Do you want to leave the palace?"
"I can't go out," I replied honestly.
Gao Huan began to lose control: "But you want to leave, you want to be away from me."
He grabbed my shoulders with both hands.
His fingers dug into the wounds left by the whip during the day, causing me to gasp in pain.
For the sake of my life.
I pushed him away forcefully.
"Sovereign, what is this about? You have stripped me of my position and brought another into the palace. Is this your way of showing deep feelings?"
I didn't know which of my words had struck him.
The room was quiet for a moment.
Then Gao Huan suddenly hugged me and said, "Yu Qing, I don't want to harm you; it's He Youxian who wants to do that."
Hmph, even at this point, he is still trying to sow discord.
I found his demeanor disgusting.
That night, Gao Huan stayed in my palace.
After an initial commotion, it became very quiet.
He sat in a chair reading, just like before.
I couldn't go out, and since I was injured, I simply leaned against the bedpost and fell asleep.
I didn't know when he left.
When I woke up, I was already lying on the bed.
My back was injured from a board strike, and my front was marked by whip scars; lying down or on my stomach was uncomfortable for me.
The enfeoffment came in an even more bizarre manner.
I returned to my position as Empress, sitting alongside A Xian as the two queens of the eastern and western palaces.
Gao Huan was a tyrant, and no official in the court dared to speak out.
A Xian and I discussed privately but couldn't figure out what he was plotting.
However, one thing was clear to us.
The crazier Gao Huan became, the more advantageous it would be for us.
I began to seize various opportunities with her to investigate within the palace.
The paper used for He Yu's letters could very likely lead us to his whereabouts.
So A Xian checked the items and people coming in and out of the palace.
Once any anomalies were discovered, we would immediately notify our people outside to reassess the situation.
I wandered around the palace.
I have roamed this imperial city for seven or eight years; every corner is familiar to me except for Gao Huan's sleeping quarters.
As for the people inside,
it is very clear how many belong to him and how many belong to me.
A month later,
I compared notes with A Xian.
There were no findings outside the Inner Palace.
The only suspect was Gao Huan.
"We need to find a way to get him to bring back another letter."
"But my Second Brother always writes letters around the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is only February now."
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