"...Today's crown prince is really powerful."
Feng Chenyi went to the General's Mansion and talked eloquently in the octagonal pavilion in the backyard:
"Going down, you didn't see it, those people were so anxious that their shoes were about to go away, and they were all in a hurry to go back and pay back the money to the household, otherwise the Wusha hat and the marquis plaque would not be preserved."
"I originally wanted to help him speak, but I don't think the prince's own manpower is enough."
Feng Chenyi looked at the cold beauty in front of him and tentatively said:
"The matter of Chen Yangbo, Marquis of Xinyang..."
Feng Yue sat idle in the pavilion, tossed out the fish food, and said casually:
"It seems that the prince used it at the right time."
"It's really the news you gave? Tsk, today's Shangjing has turned the sky upside down." Feng Chenyi laughed loudly, "It's really fun, it's estimated that you will face up later, and you won't have to see Li Zi again."
"Um?"
Feng Yuexian hummed softly, making his ears numb.
Feng Chenyi touched his earlobe and said:
"The prince claimed to have pointed Li Zi to work, and it was his fault. The prince had endorsed him. What face does Li Zi have to be his prime minister?"
"If it weren't for the support of the King of Chu behind him, he would probably have resigned. He didn't dare to resign, and if he angered the prince again, even the prince's good temperament would not tolerate him, and he could only 'sick'. "
Feng Chenyi was very interested: "If the prince is interested, it is not impossible to take the opportunity to abolish him."
"No." Feng Yuexian fiddled with the fish food in the snail lacquer box and said firmly.
"Why?"
In Feng Yuexian's mind, the figure of Song Pianguan appeared, slender but extremely resilient, gentle but not cowardly, extremely resolute, and very decisive.
Thinking of what happened that day, she smiled sarcastically and moved her temples slightly:
"Without Li Zi, this child has to be freed up. At this time, the situation is stable, and it can be achieved as a check and balance. Who should go up?"
Feng Chenyi was stunned.
"It's better to let the defunct Li Zi stay on top, occupy this position, no one gets in the way, she can do it herself."
Feng Yuexian was rather uninterested, and threw some fish food. Seeing that the golden and red fish were all competing for food, she said lazily:
"When she has a candidate in her mind, Li Zi, the prime minister, will do it."
Feng Chenyi chewed it carefully, it was the principle of touching it, but—
"Don't blame me for talking too much. You are deeply committed to the prince. Is he still guarding against you?"
Feng Chenyi said as if jokingly, "Just look at the position of Prime Minister, he has no one in his hands, and the Feng family doesn't have-"
"Cousin be careful."
With a click, Feng Yue Xian closed the wooden bait box. She raised her eyes lazily, her eyes were as black as ink, and she made Feng Chenyi dispel the thoughts that came up.
"It's me being impetuous." Feng Chenyi sighed.
After Feng Chenyi left, the old general Feng Yong came back from his old friend's house and was surprised to see Feng Yuexian still at home:
"You haven't returned to the palace yet?"
"Why, you don't want to see me so much." Feng Yuexian glanced at him.
"How come."
Feng Yong sat down at the table, the general's mansion had only two masters, and they didn't pay attention to any rules. They naturally ate at the same table as their father and daughter.
"You are at home, I can add more bowls of rice." Feng Yong smiled and said.
Feng Yuexian picked up the silver chopsticks, but only took a few bites of vegetarian food.
Feng Yong really did what he said, with a big appetite, and said while eating:
"You stayed at home for two days, and the prince didn't come to find you?"
Feng Yuexian suddenly felt that the dish that was brought to her lips was unbearable, she put down the silver chopsticks and said sullenly:
"Um."
"Hey, great thing." Feng Yong laughed.
Looking at his daughter's expression "Do you know what you're talking about?", Feng Yong said confidently:
"You are afraid of being restrained. You are impatient when I care about you. You must be very happy that the prince does not restrain you."
"..." Feng Yuexian was expressionless, "Yeah, very happy."
Feng Yong guessed her daughter's mind, and was even more proud. She raised her head and took a sip of wine, smashed it, and said:
"Didn't you tell me before, did you form an alliance with the prince?"
"You leave the palace for two or three days, and the prince doesn't care about you and doesn't send secret guards to monitor you. How much trust is this, isn't it a good thing?"
"… "
Feng Yuexian couldn't refute this, even she didn't understand, why did Song Pianjiao trust her so much? Is it only because of Song Yu's instructions
But no matter what, this kind of trust without bottom line and inaction is at the same time "laissez-faire" and doesn't care.
Feng Yuexian curled his lips sarcastically, and carried the jasper wine jug in his green hands, pouring wine for himself.
She raised her head, the blue silk fell like willow silk, and the spirits entered her throat.
Feng Yong looked at her:
"Drinking today? Aren't you happy?"
Feng Yuexian didn't say a word, and after drinking a glass of wine, water glittered in her eyes, and the stars turned into sparkling water waves.
"Who else dares to provoke my daughter now? Feng Chenyi is here today? He is so cowardly, let alone dare not."
Feng Yong smacked his lips and said casually, "It can't be for the prince, right?"
Without waiting for Fengyue's idle reply, he picked it up himself:
"Harm, definitely not. You said a few days ago that you are just an alliance, and there will never be any love between children."
"… "
Feng Yue caressed her face leisurely.
This wine is so high
The face is hot.
Song Pian went to the Qianqing Palace.
Although she said it harshly in the court, she still needs to be firm and soft in implementation.
The crown prince's time to supervise the country is short, and his relationship with the courtiers is not as close as the old emperor, and many royal relatives who do not show up at court rarely deal with each other.
Involving these people, especially the eldest princess and the like, still has to ask the emperor to come forward.
Fortunately, the emperor had a very good impression of himself during this period. When Song Pianjiao explained the matter in detail, the old emperor really believed it and was extremely dissatisfied with the eldest princess and others.
The old emperor is such a person, he will listen to whoever he likes.
If it weren't for this, he would not have forced Feng Yuexian's father back under the provocation of the King of Chu.
Song Pianjiao was like this, in addition to letting the emperor know what these criminal ministers did wrong, he also asked the emperor to come forward and use his private treasury to subsidize some old officials arrears.
These old officials are all like the same family, and they have followed the emperor in the early years. They just don't have enough money and the amount is not large, and Song Piangan doesn't want to do everything.
And the emperor pays taels of silver for his ministers, so as to show the royal's sympathy for the hero, which is the policy of Huairou.
After talking about the matter, the palace attendant entered the hall and said:
"Emperor Qi, the eldest princess has entered the palace and is already heading to the Qianqing Palace, saying that she is here to visit you."
The emperor's face is like a dark cloud, and the thunderstorm is about to come:
"She still has the face to see me."
"Father, don't be angry, you will hurt yourself."
Song Pian said warmly, and tucked the quilt for the emperor:
"Presumably the eldest princess wants to talk to you, and the son will go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation first, and there are ministers waiting on the other side."
"You go." The emperor said with a gentle expression.
The prince's expression was actually not good, his cheeks were bloodless, like a flurry of snow, but he didn't mention how hard he worked, and only worried about himself and state affairs, which made the emperor's heart extremely anxious.
"I'm sick. Fortunately, you are still here. Your body is poor, and you are more tired."
The emperor raised his head, "Xu Jing, take good care of your master."
"Yes."
Xu Jing responded respectfully, and sighed in his heart that even though the prince was alive, he did not receive such favor and care from the emperor.
In the past, he only felt that the princess was struggling to carry the burden left by the prince.
But after this incident, Xu Jing only felt that this little princess who was always raised in the deep palace, could it be...
Is the real Ziweixing descended to earth, born with the appearance of the emperor
Song Piangan didn't say anything about her illness, especially to the general's mansion.
Since she knew that Feng Yuexian had different feelings for herself, she couldn't pay attention from time to time and be careful about everything.
Feng Yuexian left the palace, whether he was angry or needed time to calm down, Song Piangan didn't want to interfere with Feng Yuexian's original plan because of his own health.
This is not quite fair enough.
But before Fengyue left, she had the Imperial Guard General Donggong pay close attention to her. If she had to give the royal family some face, she even had the idea of having the Guards encircle the Donggong.
Therefore, some things are destined to be hidden.
Feng Yuexian's voice was solemn: "You mean, for three days in a row, the imperial doctor went to ask the prince for a pulse?"
"Yes."
"Why did you say it today?" Feng Yuexian's voice added a hint of coldness.
The people in the forbidden army who came to report said:
"On the first day, when the prince asked for the pulse of peace on weekdays, his subordinates could not identify the abnormality. On the second day, the prince asked for the pulse in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Due to the limitation of the adjustment, the news could not be sent to one place in time. "
The man's head was buried: "On the third day, the imperial doctor went to the East Palace again. The subordinate noticed that he had not read the medical case, and determined that the prince was ill. I hereby report it. I hope you forgive me."
Feng Yuexian had no time to criticize, and immediately asked:
"What's up with her?"
"The medical records show that the prince had signs of fainting three days ago and had no other illnesses, so he was diagnosed and treated as usual, and the situation is improving."
Feng Yue leisurely leaned back on the back of the chair, three days ago—
When she left the palace with her front foot, she fainted on her hind foot
The little princess' body will fall down even if it doesn't catch the wind. It's not a big deal. Feng Yuexian is very clear in his heart, but he can't help but ask:
"It's been three days, and it's still not clear?"
The Imperial Army tried to recall:
"The medical record is on the way... The prince has not yet had a good rest, which is not good for his condition."
Yes, she is still dealing with court affairs these days.
The emperor was ill and left state affairs to his children. At this time, there was only Song Piantao left. Who could help her
She can only carry these things, even if she is sick.
Song Pian's thin and slender figure appeared in his mind, and he had a gentle and graceful style like a drooping begonia.
Such a little princess should have been spoiled.
Narrow and timid shoulders, but to support the precarious Dali.
At this time, Feng Yuexian couldn't remember it for a long time. When she was talking to Feng Chenyi the day before yesterday, she was still thinking about Song Piangan's cruelty, which made her love and hate.
As soon as I heard that she was ill, her tenacity and determination were all out of her thoughts.
There is only one dodder in the brain, and the young branches are helplessly curled, soft and fragile.
Can't find anything to rely on, helpless and hesitant.
Feng Yuexian stood up, her clothes slack.
"Yinxue, prepare to return to the palace."
Song Piantao's thoughts were very rational and calm, but Donggong lacked a person, so he was a little quieter in the end.
On the day she came to the East Palace, Feng Yuexian came. In this way, since she came to this small world, she has never been separated from Feng Yuexian.
In the past two days, there was only one quilt and one rice cake on the shelf bed.
—Don’t say it, it’s quite spacious to sleep like this.
It's just that when I get up early every day, there is no one to take a picture of the mirror on the dresser, which always means a bit lonely.
Song Piangao withdrew his gaze towards Luanjing.
Xue Qing said softly:
"His Royal Highness, do you want to invite the Crown Princess back? Yesterday, Concubine Hui sent someone to look for the Crown Princess. The Crown Princess always doesn't come back, and it's not a solution."
"There are rumors outside."
Without Xue Qing to say, Song Pian also thought of what to say.
However, what the outside world says is irrelevant and can even be used as a smoke bomb.
On the other hand, Feng Yuexian has never returned, so the emperor may not be able to say it—
Feng Yuexian used to attend to illnesses before, but the emperor also asked about Feng Yuexian in the past few days, so Song Pian was able to cover it up.
If the emperor is to know that Feng Yuexian still cares about the Feng family so much after marrying into the royal family, he must provoke some suspicion of the emperor.
Song Pian pondered:
"Then let Xu Jing go in person—"
Before she could finish speaking, the palace attendant saluted from outside:
"Blessed are the Crown Princess."
Song Pian opened her eyes slightly and turned to look at the gate of the palace.
Feng Yuexian... is back