Died suddenly of an acute illness. Song Yunzhao thought about it carefully, but she still had no real impression of the name, only that it sounded familiar.
At this point, there was nothing more for Yun Zhao to investigate. She had already looked into everything she could.
She had already told Feng Yi about the ten thousand taels of silver. She figured Ling Yunhe would be able to investigate it, and perhaps Chu Donghui's trip south to Huizhou would also yield some results.
Regardless, she had done all she could. All that was left was to wait.
The weather gradually grew warmer, and everyone in the palace changed into light, airy dresses. The flowers in the Imperial Garden were in full bloom. Consort Shu and a few others organized several lively flower-viewing parties for the harem's concubines, but Yun Zhao didn't attend.
