When Xue Hairong came back, there was a morning star in the sky, and sitting under the morning star was a beautiful little girl in a red dress.

When the little girl saw him, she had a stinky face and grinned at him: "Humph!"

Xue Hairong was extremely aggrieved: "You sugar baby is unreasonable. He just made a suggestion and the little thing accepted it. Why don't you glare at him?"

Tangtang held her chin and turned her head proudly: "He is my brother, Tangtang can't bear to let him go."

Then you are willing to glare at your uncle?

Xue Hairong was even more dissatisfied: "Hey, take a good look. I, Forever Sixteen, am as old as him. Can I call my sister to hear it?"

Tangtang stared at her big grape-like eyes and looked up, down, left and right: "Smelly old man!"

Xue Hairong turned around and left: "...he is dead."

"You go!"

Tangtang jumped up, put her hands on her hips and yelled at his back:

"Tangtang put a little butterfly to tell Master and all the uncles and uncles that you sneaked away from Yaowang Peak and went to the brothel, and you will be vicious to Tangtang when you come back!"

"...Little ancestor, I'm not coming back now."

Xue Hairong immediately stood back behind her humbly, patted her little head and thumped her little shoulders:

"Master uncle went to the brothel to inquire about news. Besides, isn't that place still the property of your little Qingqing's father?"

Tangtang didn't believe it: "If Tangtang hadn't called out to the uncle in time and stepped back from the cliff, the current uncle would have been unclean."

Xue Hairong: "..."

I'm not afraid to tell you that my uncle is still clean at the age of eighty, I'm afraid there is something wrong with him.

Forget it, if you talk about this kind of topic to a teenager, you will be struck by lightning.

"I'm not lying to you. They are not just talking to me, they are here to inquire about you."

Xue Hairong put the baggage on her shoulders and spread it on the ground:

"These are the clothes and skirts that Meixian and the others made for you, as well as the hairpin rings and jewelry."

"In the small paper bag are various dried fruits that they dried for you to eat as snacks, as well as rouge gouache made from flowers and plants to give you a beautiful look."

"The bottles and jars over there are lip balm for moisturizing your mouth, and balm for applying on your hands and feet."

Tangtang immediately beamed, plucked the bundles, and put them all into her arms: "How are Aunt Meixian and the others?"

"It's okay, but it's still not our own country. I just hope that one day, you and the prince can turn Qiang into the Qiang city of Liang."

Xue Hairong took out an envelope and a spell bag and put them into Tangtang's hands:

"The list in the letter was given to me by Mei Xian. They are all officials, big and small, who were bribed by Qiang spies."

"As for the divine consciousness that was mixed in the side hall that day, it finally disappeared into the palace of Qiang Princess Tu Mengyan. There were many sorcerers in the palace, and it was easy to scare off the grass and scare the snake."

"What's in the charm bag is the spiritual consciousness of the officials. There may be some that have been missed. I will go there again when the storm has passed."

Tangtang put the letter and bag into her sleeves, stretched out her arms and hugged Xue Hairong.

Xue Hairong was startled, picked her up and held her up high: "You just want to use these to bribe your uncle? I'm sorry, I will still attack your little brother."

Tangtang's hands and feet were shaking wildly, struggling to get down: "Go away, Tangtang doesn't like you anymore, and your little skirt is gone."

"Hey, why is your child so cruel?"

Xue Hairong quickly threw her to the ground and looked at her little figure running away:

"After all, I've been through life and death all day long. If I don't have a room full of little dresses, half a room is enough, right? Ten, eight, any less is too much!"

Tangtang turned around and stuck out her tongue at him: "Not even one, just a little -"

She quickly ran to the side hall, used the technique given to her by Xue Hairong, and returned the recovered consciousness to the officials, and then told the imperial doctor and Qianlong Guard to keep an eye on this place.

Then she returned to the meeting hall.

It was already dawn, and the meeting hall was quiet. The moment the door was opened, the darkness inside seemed to be broken again.

There was still a broken candle burning under the steps of the throne room.

Tang Bi had fallen asleep on the desk, with a thick stack of paper pressed under his hand.

Tangtang quietly walked over and turned around to look at the resumes of some officials in the court and their daily routines in the past six months.

Many of them are the same as the names on Mei Xian's secret letter.

Senior Brother Tang Bi found out some people with ulterior motives in the court? How did he do it?

She quietly opened other papers, wanting to take a closer look, but unexpectedly woke Tang Bi up.

The confused Tang Bi frowned and covered his eyes with a slight seriousness: "What time is it? Why don't you wake me up and bring me a cup of tea."

Tangtang blinked, trotted all the way to find a teapot, poured him a cup of warm water, and trotted back again.

Tang Bi didn't realize where he was at all. He took a sip from the tea cup and started to be picky again:

"The tea is so warm, it is not conducive to nourishing the mind; and this tea is the 'Golden Maple Jade Dew' that can only be used by Her Royal Highness, the Crown Princess. How dare you..."

The moment he raised his head, he was stunned and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Your Highness, your Majesty, your Majesty..."

"What happened to you?"

Tangtang pulled out what he had written: "Let me pour you a glass of water, but you don't like the temperature of the water. You usually drink cold tea, Brother Tang Bi."

Tang Bi was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and said, "I deserve to die. I have family mottoes not to be pampered or too well-fed, so..."

Tangtang pulled him up: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. It would be a shame to die just for a cup of tea. What did you write?"

"Half a year to three months ago, I met His Highness or encountered His Highness's courtiers on the street. What did they say to His Highness? Where did they go before or after."

Tang Bi pointed to a person on the first piece of paper: "For example, this Yuan Wai Lang, his name is Not Nervous..."

After a brief moment of embarrassment in the meeting hall, Tang Bi cleared his throat and continued:

"...Four months ago, after leaving the imperial study, he had a small gathering with friends and leaked a decree from His Highness. One of Tang Bi's classmates was also present and mentioned it to Tang Bi afterwards."

"The records on the paper are all similar situations. Tang Bi wants to list them all to see if he can find anyone suspicious. I know this method is stupid..."

Tang Bi looked very embarrassed:

"But there are many dangers around the palace, and I am worried about the safety of His Highness. Even if there is only a glimmer of possibility of seizing the opportunity, I will not feel that I am useless."

Tangtang held the papers in her arms and smiled with her eyebrows creasing:

"Senior brother Tang Bi is the most powerful senior brother. Who in the court would not praise you? There is no one with a memory as strong as yours in the whole world."

"I will sort out their doubts right now, and then send a message to the prince brother, asking him to catch the spy. In this way, senior brother Tang Bi will be the biggest contributor."
Chapter completed!