The Imperial Song – After I Bloom, A Hundred Flowers Die

Chapter 27: Once again, he failed

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Zi Yu and several maids' eyes were red at the same time. They all thought of Shen Xihe standing on the city wall countless times, watching the women of the northwest official residence riding horses, stirring up the yellow sand of the desert, and unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Biyu quickly ran out of the house and headed straight for Mo Yuan: "Send Linglong over immediately, and put a few more poisonous snakes in the jar!"

She hated everyone in the Kangwang Mansion. If Xiao hadn't been so shameless, how could the princess have given birth prematurely? How could the princess be so weak? Why did she have to suffer today's punishment

"Is the princess okay?" Mo Yuan was an outsider and was not allowed to enter, but he knew everything about Shen Xihe.

"The princess is fine." After answering, Biyu slightly bent her knees and walked away.

Shen Xihe woke up late, and by the time Zi Yu had carefully prepared the medicinal porridge and brought it to Shen Xihe, it was already late at night.

When everything was quiet and silent, Shen Xihe was leisurely eating herbal porridge, but a shrill cry came from Prince Kang's palace in the city.

The sound came from the old lady's room. The lights in Prince Kang's mansion were suddenly bright. Even the people in the next yard were disturbed and had to send servants to inquire.

When Prince Kang rushed to the old princess's yard with his princess and his son and daughter, they saw the maid on duty and the old princess who had fainted from fright, as well as a creepy jar with a bloody human head sticking out of it.

Suddenly, there was chaos in Prince Kang's mansion. Prince Kang ordered his guards to lift the lever, but unexpectedly the jar cracked and several poisonous snakes flew out. As they jumped around, Prince Kang's eldest son was bitten.

King Kang immediately sent someone to report to the police. After calming down, he recognized that the person who was so badly beaten that he looked unrecognizable was Linglong!

At this time, the Jingzhao Yin had already brought people here in person, and even the Dali Temple Minister, who was across the street from Prince Kang's palace, came after hearing the news.

It was too late for King Kang to cover up this matter...

Shen Xihe slept soundly all night and felt refreshed when he woke up in the morning. It was a comfort that Shen Xihe had never experienced before.

Millet stew and steamed buns were rarely served in the morning, which made Zi Yu cry with joy.

She learned cooking skills for the princess, but the princess could never eat much, so she couldn't use her skills.

Shen Xihe's appetite increased, and several maids were very happy. Xie Yunhuai came over early in the morning to take her pulse.

"The princess' pulse is slightly stronger than before. The change is not significant, but there are signs of improvement." Xie Yunhuai also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Shen Xihe was fine. He had been worried all night.

Shen Xihe also noticed the dark circles under Xie Yunhuai's eyes: "Thank you."

"Princess..."

"Princess, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple wishes to see you." Just as Xie Yunhuai was about to say something, Biyu came quickly to report.

"Shaoqing of Dali Temple?" Shen Xihe wondered.

The person Emperor Youning sent to pick her up should be from the Ministry of Rites. The Dali Temple is in charge of criminal justice. She hasn't even entered the city yet, so how could she be involved in a lawsuit

"Please let someone in."

Shen Xihe had something important to do, so Xie Yunhuai naturally had to avoid him.

Apart from other things, this dynasty has produced many talented people, and young talents are countless.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple was a fourth-rank official who held real power. The man in front of him was only in his early twenties. He was wearing a scarlet official robe, a silver fish bag hanging around his waist, and official boots on his feet. He had a slender figure and a handsome face. He was a serious and elegant man.

Cui Jinbai, the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, was the third son of the Cui family. He was a child prodigy and became famous in Kyoto at the age of sixteen.