Zhu Yan snorted coldly: "You don't have to find excuses for her. I know her better than you. In her heart, there is only power and desire, and nothing else. Not to mention my son, even her biological mother, I have sacrificed for her." Grandmother of all things, she is cold-hearted and cold-hearted."
Uncle Xing hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing. He just sighed and turned around and left.
Zhu Yan sat for a while, then suddenly stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the outer hall. He saw that Xiao Liangzi was still waiting in the outer hall, with a sad and panic look on his face. When he saw him coming, he breathed a sigh of relief. , hurriedly came forward to greet him, knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, you have come out, the noble concubine, she, she -"
Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows and raised his lips: "What's wrong with her? Is she sick or fell? Or was she shocked by someone?"
These excuses have been used by her countless times, and he has visited her countless times because of these ridiculous excuses. Each time, he came back disappointed. His mother, Concubine Jiang, never asked him how he was doing, how he was eating. Whether he was full or not, whether he was warmly dressed or not, even if he was returning from the battlefield, he would not ask him more about whether his life outside was difficult.
Every time she was allowed into the palace, it was either to claim credit and reward in front of the emperor, or to use her to stimulate the queen and other concubines.
What new tricks are there this time
"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine invites you to the palace this time. She really has something important to discuss. Please don't refuse." Xiao Liangzi was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat. If he couldn't invite His Highness Prince Jing to the palace today, he would really If you have to shed a layer of skin, you might even lose your life.
Seeing Xiao Liangzi's appearance, Zhu Yan knew that it was not easy for the little eunuch. It must be Concubine Jiang who gave the order, otherwise he wouldn't be so frightened.
"Let's go, I just want to save your life." Zhu Yan shook his head gently. His mother knew that she was ruthless. No matter how many slaves she had, she would kill someone else if she said she wanted to. He doesn't hesitate, as if he is born to be a cold and ruthless person.
Xiao Liangzi thanked him profusely and shed tears. He knew that the prince took pity on him, so he was willing to enter the palace. The gratitude in his heart could not be expressed in words.
It is said that mother and son are connected by heart, but this pair of mother and son are not similar at all, let alone have the same mind.
The palace gate is majestic, but no one wants to take a second look. The seemingly prosperous scenery reveals a depressing melancholy.
Xianzhen Palace
When His Highness Prince Jing first entered the palace gate, a pretty palace maid came to greet him and led him all the way to the lotus pond pavilion in the back garden of Baizhen Palace.
"My son, please see your mother and concubine." The Jing Dynasty saluted Jiang Baizhen, who was sitting on a marble stool, with an indifferent look on his face.
There was a faint smile on Jiang Baizhen's delicate face, but the smile did not reach her eyes. She only raised her hand gently: "Get up!"
The mother and son sat opposite each other, but they didn't have any intention of being affectionate. They only looked at each other for a few times and then got straight to the point.
"Concubine, please come here. Do you have something important to do?" Zhu Yan glanced at the hot tea placed on the table in front of him. The smoke from the tea cup was lingering, exuding a light fragrance, and the color of the soup was blue and green, which was very tempting. But he didn't have the slightest urge to take a sip.
He still remembered that ten years ago, when he was just eleven years old, he was coaxed by Concubine Jiang to drink a cup of sweet tea. Soon he suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. The imperial doctor was helpless and even the emperor who was in court was alarmed. After three days of pain, he recovered on his own.
At first he didn't take it seriously, thinking he was just catching a cold and getting sick.