When Song Qu returned to the Wude Hall, Qi Baozhu pinched her palm before forcing herself to greet him with a smile.
"Hail, Your Highness." She saluted.
"Yeah." Song Qu's expression wasn't very good, but at least he didn't lose his temper, or just kicked up.
Qi Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he would not be beaten today.
As soon as she moved, there was a faint pain in the wound that was not yet healed. Qi Baozhu held back the pain and said:
"I don't know how the concubine's health is? The concubine's family sent an ancient recipe for migraine. It has been sent to the imperial hospital for the imperial doctor to see. If it can be used, it may be able to cure the concubine's illness."
Satisfied with her filial piety, Song Qu praised her indifferently, "It's quite caring."
Qi Baozhu really showed a happy smile. Her emotions are all under her control.
Song Qu, like grace, gave some care:
"Bengong is not here, what have you done today?"
"His Royal Highness is not here, what else can the concubine do, but make a flower basket to pass the time." Qi Baozhu changed her words, "I heard that the Crown Princess is going to the Qianqing Palace to serve medical purposes today."
Feng Yuexian
Thinking of the quarrel last time, disgust appeared in Song Qu's eyes, but this disgust was mixed with unspeakable desires - Feng Yuexian is also a rare beauty no matter how evil he does.
None of the concubines and concubines in the palace could compare to her, so Song Pian, who didn't go out much, could still compete.
And she is the woman of the ill emperor brother, which is even more exciting. If she can conquer this woman in the future, she will have some fun...
Dirty thoughts appeared in Song Qu's heart, and he was eager to try. He rubbed his fingers and said:
"Is your father's dragon better?"
"Yes, the imperial doctor is well-informed, and the royal father has been able to talk to him. Hearing the news from the Qianqing Palace, I am very happy to see the prince concubine Shiji today."
Song Qu sneered.
Waiting sickness? Feng Yuexian was the one who wished the emperor died the most.
Qi Baozhu said coquettishly:
"Chen and concubine wanted to go too, but remembered that there is no rule for the prince and concubines to serve the father and the emperor. Feng Yuexian entrusted the prince's name to serve the prince."
"Chen and concubine have to wait for His Highness to return, and then discuss it."
The crown prince supervises the country, and because of the sick and weak, the crown prince and concubine act on his behalf, and go to the dragon bed to serve the sick, for the sake of filial piety.
The second prince did not take the post, so if his wife and concubines were still serving the sick, it would be unreasonable.
"So, tomorrow..." Song Qu pondered, but did not continue.
Qi Baozhu raised it in her heart, but did not dare to express the slightest emotion, she just said casually:
"Prince Concubine obviously entered the palace not long ago, but she won the first prize in everything. Before that, she came to the Wude Hall to play majesty, and there was no one in her eyes—"
"Noisy!" Song Qu's sharp-edged eyes swept over.
Qi Baozhu reflexively knelt down at his feet, her neck shrank:
"Please rest your anger, Your Highness."
No man can tolerate his house being arbitrarily broken into and showing off his power in his own palace, let alone Feng Yuexian being a prince.
When Qi Baozhu said this, she knew she would anger Song Qu, and even provoke a new round of beatings.
But she is not afraid now, she is only afraid that Song Qu will not be bothered.
In terms of love and reason, Song Qu heard that the prince's faction showed filial piety in front of the emperor, and they should go to the Qianqing Palace to compete to show it.
But Qi Baozhu was too impatient. She wanted herself and the Qi family to get rid of Song Qu's control too much, but it aroused Song Qu's vigilance.
It was the time when the father's illness improved. He had always been soft-hearted. If he could ask for a few words of affection for his little uncle when he was sick, he wanted to rely on his mother's concubine and his long favor to save his little uncle.
But Feng Yuexian wouldn't dig a hole for himself, would he? Looking at the momentum of the Feng family in the court and the attitude of the faction headed by her, Feng Yuexian must have a deep mind, and maybe he will make a fool of him in the Qianqing Palace and in front of his father.
Don't be too careful.
"There will be a meeting in the western suburbs of this palace in the past two days, and we will discuss it later."
Song Qu found a reason to dismiss the matter at will, and instead made people pay close attention to the situation in the Qianqing Palace.
Feng Yuexian acted as usual. For three consecutive days, he went to the Qianqing Palace to serve for half a day. The emperor was obviously very moved.
Rewards entered the East Palace like flowing water, gold, silver, jade, spiritual medicine orbs, and even a pair of precious and splendid coral trees from neighboring countries were carried to the East Palace as tributes for the New Year.
Concubine Xian was still bedridden and couldn't sit still when she heard the news. When she saw Song Qu coming to Yixi Palace, she reprimanded him:
"Since you've come to see me, why don't you go to the Qianqing Palace? As long as someone mentions something in your father's ear, with your father's temperament, I'm afraid they will hate you."
Song Qu was helpless, but fortunately Feng Yuexian didn't seem to be heresy, and he didn't throw a look at him at all, and Song Qu's alertness gradually disappeared.
Seeing that in just three days, even He Jieyu took the little princess to the Qianqing Palace, and the other concubines also moved.
Moreover, the team that escorted Xi Qingyan was also entering the capital.
Song Qu didn't wait any longer, and immediately got up early the next day. He wanted to avoid Feng Yuexian, or let Feng Yuexian wink, knowing that he would make room with him, but he didn't expect that in front of the Qianqing Palace, it was just right Hit the crown of honor of the princess.
The Sa Sa ceremonial guards from both sides of the palace road confronted each other in front of the white marble steps, and no one had any intention of retreating.
The eunuch chief of the Qianqing Palace greeted him. In front of the emperor's close people, Song Qu had to be a humble younger brother and let the honor guard of the emperor's sister-in-law go first.
When she was in the Qianqing Palace, she could clearly feel Feng Yuexian's familiarity with the Qianqing Palace, and the palace attendants were all close to her.
Not to mention the emperor who was still unable to get out of bed on the bed, when he saw Feng Yuexian, the corners of his mouth crooked into a smile.
Song Qu suddenly felt the crisis. He was neither the heir nor the elder. If he wanted to gain the throne, in addition to waiting for the prince to move his position, he had to fight for the emperor's heart.
He should never abandon the book because he is afraid of Fengyue! Song Qu regretted it in his heart, so he was busy looking for it to make up for it.
He eagerly leaned over to the bed and waited on him, picking up good words and saying that his absence for the past two days was like praying for the emperor at a Taoist temple outside.
The emperor was still a little cold at first, but the old man was not happy when he saw his son, his ears were soft, and the emperor's temperament and suspicion were quickly coaxed by Song Qu, and the father and son had a good conversation.
Feng Yuexian was occupied, and she was not in a hurry. She had a faint smile on her face. Although the beauty was beautiful, it was like the moon in the mist, hazy and distant.
All the errands of Shiji were taken over by Song Qu. It seemed that Song Qu was determined to shine under the emperor's couch, and even gave the emperor medicine himself, spoonful by spoonful, just about to drink it for the emperor.
Feng Yuexian watched from the side, and suddenly remembered that Song Pian always drank the medicine in one breath.
Such a charming person, but at times, she is extraordinarily neat.
Feng Yuexian finally had a genuine smile on her lips, and her cold and charming brows became softer under this thought.
But soon, she gathered her mind - Song Qu finally couldn't hold back and mentioned the Xi family.
"… My son's mother and concubine suffered from migraine again recently. Because she couldn't come to attend to her illness, I hope the father and emperor will forgive my mother and concubine."
"She, there's nothing wrong." The emperor leaned against the head of the bed, with an expression like a pulped cardboard, twisting with difficulty, "Why do you have a headache?"
"The father also knows that the Xi family has a single lineage, but the concubine's direct younger brother, the younger uncle of the son, is not a worry-free person. The concubine always has headaches because of him."
The emperor murmured briefly.
Song Qu with a gentle smile, with a tentative tone:
"My uncle doesn't care. My concubine is afraid that he will do something extremely unbearable someday. At that time, how can my concubine have the face to ask the father to forgive the only blood of the Xi family."
Isn't that pretty face
The smile on Feng Yuexian's lips turned to sarcasm.
"My son couldn't bear the tears of the mother and concubine every night, so he wanted to come to the father and ask for a decree. No matter what the little uncle does in the future, I hope the father will keep the Xi family's blood for the sake of the grandfather's hard work."
After Song Qu finished speaking, he held his breath and waited for the emperor's response. His eyes were full of admiration, as if a small child was looking up at his tall, omnipotent father.
His move was a bit reckless, but it was a last resort. What Xi Qingyan did touch the emperor's prestige. If the emperor knew about this, he would lose his skin even if he didn't die.
And he is not without certainty, he knows his father, the father is very affectionate, his ears and heart are soft, and they have used his temperament to achieve a lot of things.
As long as the emperor was moved today, and after the incident, the mother and concubine acted with him, again and again, the emperor would not be able to raise the strength to send off his uncle.
The old emperor's turbid eyes on the bed showed a little movement, and his lips twitched, as if he was about to speak.
Song Qu saw hope, his eyes lit up slightly, but he heard Feng Yuexian's voice coming out first:
"What the emperor said, even my daughter-in-law, an outsider from the Xi family, was very emotional."
Fengyue let out a leisurely sigh, her voice was softer and her tone was softer, with a bit of softness and charm, which was more melodious than usual.
But Song Qu was like a big enemy, and he immediately raised his mind.
"It's just that my daughter-in-law doesn't understand something. The Xi family is a noble family, and there are many great scholars in their ancestors. It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is fond of Jin and holding Yu. Even if Mr. Xi has some flaws in the eyes of the virtuous concubine, he is influenced by the family style. Dyeing, since it is a natural rough jade, it only needs to be polished."
"What the second prince said today is like seeing Mr. Xi get into trouble with his own eyes, so he hurried to ask for the amulet."
If something happened, Song Qu didn't believe that she didn't know. But in front of the emperor, he couldn't say anything, he gritted his teeth secretly, but said with a kind face:
"What the Queen's Sister-in-law said is very reasonable, but as a nephew, I can't rest assured because of the incessant flesh-and-blood relationship, especially the mother-in-law."
Feng Yuexian frowned slightly, and the beauty frowned, so charming, but Song Qu didn't dare to be careless at all, and her hair stood up.
"I shouldn't have said this, but... Although the second prince is from the Xi family, don't forget that you are the son of the dragon and the phoenix. The father emperor is not in good health, and the situation is better. Father is worried?"
Song Qu suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth to defend himself, but Feng Yuexian blocked his words mercilessly.
"Concubine Xian is disturbed by Xi's family affairs and can't come to the Qianqing Palace. Since you can come, Second Prince, you must do it together with Niangniang's heart."
Feng Yue stopped talking, and sighed softly.
Song Qu's teeth leaked from the cold air, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Yuexian, and his eyeballs were about to bulge out.
Feng Yuexian actually condemned him for not doing his best in the Qianqing Palace, and couldn't wait to seek benefits for the Xi family. He also reminded the emperor that the Xi family was also troubled by the fact that Concubine Xian did not come to the Qianqing Palace because of her illness.
There are all kinds of bosses, just telling the emperor that this mother and son only have the Xi family in their hearts, and they don't take you seriously at all.
For the virtuous concubine Song Qu and her son, who obtained benefits by pleasing to the emperor, it was a heartbreaker.
Song Qu was furious in his heart. He tried his best to maintain a broad and ruthless look, and turned to look at the emperor on the couch:
"Father, my son is not—"
The emperor no longer looked at him, the corners of his lips turned down, and his hand moved twice with difficulty.
The eunuch chief next to him clearly understood and said with a bowed waist: "Second prince, the emperor sees that you are tired, please go back first."
To put it nicely, it is obvious that he is disgusted with himself and does not want to let himself serve here anymore.
Feng Yue had no more than a few words, so she let her half a day's efforts go to waste.
Song Qu was extremely unwilling, but could not resist the decree.
He stood up from the edge of the bed, and when he walked out, he met Feng Yuexian's eyes.
His eyes were full of hatred and sinisterness, and the blue veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably, showing signs of mania.
Feng Yuexian was not afraid at all, and even raised his jaw slightly, his eyes were like a deep pool, and he said with a light smile:
"Brother Huang has a good rest. Tomorrow, you will have to work hard."
Song Qu became alert, and on the second day, he finally understood what Feng Yuexian was alluding to—
Xi Qingyan was escorted to Shangjing.
The commander of the imperial envoy sent a memorial to the desk of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Xi Qingyan led Fujian soldiers to snatch the silver for disaster relief, causing the prince to be angry.
Xi Qingyan was taken directly to the Dali Temple prison, waiting for the decision, and did not give the Xi family a chance to intercept anyone.
Immediately, the prince ordered that the three divisions of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Dali Temple will try the case together.
The news is soaring into the sky.
After all, the Fujian soldiers and the elite Northwest soldiers escorted together had thousands of people, and the entry into the city caused quite a stir at that time.
Many ordinary people thought they came back from the frontier, or came to Beijing to receive awards, but they never thought that most of them would be sent to Dali Temple for custody.
When the details of the case came out, it was even more incredible. The wind rolled over Beijing like a snow wave and spread to all directions.
"The Xi family dares to rob even this money. It seems that there is not much greed on weekdays. The Xi family should investigate thoroughly and investigate him as a corrupt official!"
"I heard that this is the third time the imperial court has gone to disaster relief. The food and salaries of the first two batches have disappeared. Could it be that he-"
"Lawless, it's really lawless!"
…
In the DPRK, the neutral, the prince's lineage, and the Feng family faction, no matter who they are, are all under fire. Shang Zhezi demanded that Xi Qingyan be severely punished, and must not be tolerated for raising traitors.
However, in just one day's effort, all parties spread the word and made troubles.
It's one thing to have a knife hanging over your head, it's another to actually drop it. Concubine Xian heard that her own younger brother was really sent to Dali Temple. After the prince ordered the three divisions to conduct a joint trial, he fainted again in Yixi Palace.
Song Qu hurried over, looking at the comatose and increasingly haggard mother-in-law on the bed, and at the naughty little brother who was playing with jade stones. He waved his sleeves and went out the door.
East Palace.
Feng Yuexian was playing with her chess pieces by the window. The end game was over, but she had no intention of playing against her.
It's just because the prince was "furious" by Xi Qingyan today, and he was not in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so he came back to hide.
With this person here, it seems like I can't calm down.
And where her eyes kept on stopping, Song Pian held a scroll of travel notes in her hand, and she looked excited.
Feng Yuexian tapped the black jade chess piece lightly, creating some movement.
Finally got the man to look up.
She opened her lips and said, "Make a bet?"
"Huh?" Song Pian's scroll lowered a little, revealing a face as fat as jade.
Fengyue's idle voice is like a wonderful voice:
"I bet... the net will be closed within three days."
Song Pian smiled.
There is some helplessness in the smile, and some tolerance, even connivance.
"What?" Feng Yue Xianli remained calm.
This scene has been sung until now, Song Qu will definitely cut the mess with a quick knife, he has suffered a loss, and he does not dare to give Feng Yuexian any more time, otherwise Feng Yuexian will kill him with one blow.
Song Piangan also felt that three days were almost over.
This is an 80% bet to lose.
But it's just a small gamble, it doesn't hurt.
Feng Yue was waiting for Song Pian's reply.
Song Piantao didn't speak again, her ears would get hot first.
Under her gaze, Song Pian's brown eyes filled with gentle water, and she smiled lightly.
She seemed to know the result, but she still allowed herself to fool around.
"What's the stake?"