190, please come with us, my elder wishes to invite you.

Inside the Buddhist Temple, incense smoke twirled and curled.

Yet Zhao Douan's heart could not calm down for a long time.

Yuan Fei? Li Yinglong? He found it very difficult to connect these two names.

He did not know much about the widows of the Old Emperor.

However, thanks to his previous role in the imperial guard at the Imperial City, he had been somewhat exposed and learned a bit about the situation of the concubines.

Yuan Fei had entered the palace nearly a decade ago, the daughter of a canal transport official in the Capital.

The Old Emperor was old in age but not in spirit; despite his advanced years, he never stopped selecting concubines.

But Zhao Douan really didn't expect any connection between Li Yinglong and Yuan Ru.