Supreme Poison Doctor: The ghost king's golden concubine

Chapter 1150: The third son of Chu (5)

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"Ready?!" Zhong Liyi sneered, "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. If she is ready, if she doesn't send it today, when will she be? Mid-Autumn Festival or Spring Festival?! In my opinion, she didn't send it off at all. My father puts it in his eyes! That Zongzheng Fusu is even better, and he has never visited the old man other than returning home, my father-in-law... Heh! It’s just useless!"

"Master, don't say that, after all Wan Yun is my sister's daughter, even if she didn't bring her with her when she was a child, but now she has her sister to guide her, she still understands these etiquettes. I didn't give a Duanyang gift this time, probably I forgot it!" Rong Rong Yingying smiled, "Master probably doesn't know that Wanyun is also invited to the Duanyang Festival sacrifice, and she also wears a fairy dress, and goes to Broken Finger Mountain with the royal family to test the spirit stone!"

"Experiencing the Heavenly Spirit Stone?" Zhong Liyi frowned, "Isn't it usually only the concubines who test it?"

"The Ministry of Rites has made a new plan, including all the daughters and concubines of the princes and noble families, and presented it to His Majesty. The strange thing is, His Majesty actually agreed." Rong Yingying explained, "Everyone is very happy. Guessing, His Majesty is choosing an heir by using the Heavenly Spirit Stone. Concubine Ning, Concubine Gong, and Princess Concubine are all actively preparing! It means that Yu Yan is still quite intentional, and remember to give your Duanyang gift to you in the midst of her busy schedule. Come here! You know... if the princess concubine turns out to be a goddess, then Yuyan's life in the prince's mansion will be difficult!"

Zhong Liyi is not stupid, he understood right away with Rong Yingying's point.

"Yuyan is not good at all. After all, I brought it up with one hand. When she becomes prosperous in the future, she will miss me. As for Wan Yun, she is Princess Gong. If she is found to be a goddess, wouldn't she tell His Majesty Prince Gong?" Is he the next monarch? What kind of person is Your Majesty, even if his sons can't support him, the family of Daning still has the surname Yuchi, so what's the point of handing over to Zongzheng to help Su?" Zhong Liyi asked back.

"What does the master mean?" Rong Yingying raised her eyebrows.

"Help Yuyan, Duanyang Festival tomorrow, no one else can find out the Goddess except her!" Zhong Liyi's complexion darkened, and then he glanced back at Rong Yingying, "I haven't accompanied you back to Rong's house for a long time, Your eldest brother is seriously ill and has disappeared, and the concubine Xin is in trouble, so I don't know if your father is in good health?"

"Master Lao, don't worry. These days, Daddy is in a bad mood and often goes to the Rong family's racecourse to train soldiers." Rong Yingying mentioned the power of the Duke's Mansion intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhong Liyi's eyes flickered, "Dragon Ninth Festival is coming soon, so I ordered someone to prepare some small gifts, and the old man will go with you to visit his old man later."

"Great, Yingying is going to prepare now." Rong Yingying looked delighted.

Fuguo government office.

Ever since Rong Yin disappeared and Rong Xinruo was thrown into limbo, the Rong family, which had prospered for decades, fell into a trough all of a sudden.

In the study room, there was a half-dead chess game on the table. Rong Yu had a gloomy face, holding sunspots in his hand, and was thinking about the solution.

At this time, the butler rushed to report and said with a smile, "Master, Miss San is back!"

"Yingying?" Rong Yu's face turned cold, "What? The third lady who couldn't beat the prime minister's mansion was driven back!"

There are already many things to worry about, but the black in Rong Yu's hand willfully disrupts the whole chess game!

"No!" The housekeeper shook his head again and again, "Prime Minister Zhongli came back with the third lady, talking and laughing, very affectionate!"

"Oh?" Rong Yu's expression was startled, and he looked back at the chaotic chess game, his eyes flashed, as if he had found a way to solve it.