King Xuan wants to make a fuss about the seventh prince...

In other words... King Xuan had already made a fuss about the Seventh Prince?

Xue Qingyin was in a daze.

It's completely different from the original work.

She remembered that in the later stages of the original work, King Xuan suddenly went crazy and seized the throne, and He Songning Qingjun took over.

Now...it's going to be the other way around?

"The longer the emperor keeps him by his side, the more ambition he should have. Just when he thought the throne was his, he suddenly learned that his ambition was destined to be a delusion..."

King Xuan was not in a hurry and did not follow the path.

Xue Qingyin stared at his chin.

I thought to myself, no wonder he was never in a hurry.

"Is this... considered your secret?"

"Yes." King Xuan gently held the back of her head, "When will you understand..."

"What?" Xue Qingyin raised her eyes and looked at him.

"As far as you are concerned, how can there be any secrets in Prince Xuan's palace?"

Xue Qingyin said humbly, "Yes, you're not used to this, why haven't you changed it so quickly?"

But she still wanted to criticize her: "That's not good, you are too good at hiding things in your mouth."

King Xuan leaned down seriously and kissed her.

"It's not hidden," he said.

Xue Qingyin immediately felt much better and tried to discuss with King Xuan: "Let's walk slower."

King Xuan looked at her and said nothing.

Xue Qingyin hooked his neck and kissed him with a pout: "Okay?"

King Xuan's eyebrows skipped a beat, but he still didn't speak.

Xue Qingyin kissed her a few more times: "Okay, okay?"

"Your Highness." Du Hongxue's voice sounded outside the carriage, and the enthusiastic young man's tone was filled with anxiety, "I wonder what happened to the princess? Do we have to continue moving forward? Or should we turn around and go back to find a bigger town?

Placement?”

Xue Qingyin quickly stared at King Xuan intently.

Seeing his unmoved look, she pursed her lips and kissed Xuan Wang's Adam's apple again.

King Xuan held her down, covered her mouth, and said: "Keep moving forward."

"yes."

"Go slower." King Xuan said again.

"Ah...yes!"

They had always marched quickly with King Xuan, but now they were moving at a snail's pace. This was the first time.

This journey lasted nearly three months.

After walking somewhere, Xue Qingyin would stop and stay for a few days, take a look at the local scenery and listen to humanistic stories. It was time for a honeymoon trip.

Her mood became calmer and her morning sickness became much less severe.

Beijing.

Emperor Liang De put down the tea cup in his hand.

The servant raised his head tremblingly: "The tea I made today was not good enough. I heard that there is a village outside the palace that is good at making tea. I really should go and learn it carefully..."

Emperor Liang De's face suddenly darkened: "The palace has its own palace flavor, why bother imitating others everywhere?"

The waiter didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Emperor Liang De was unhappy. Compared with Shaojian Wu, this man was really not smart enough. He was always frightened and frightened, and he always slapped his horse on the horse's hooves.

But he chose the person specially...

Although stupid things make people feel at ease, they cannot make people happy.

Just like that cup of tea, after several months, it still doesn't make people like it.

Emperor Liang De pressed his eyebrows.

This time, before He Songning came to ask, he couldn't help but ask: "Where have Prince Xuan and his wife gone? Why haven't they arrived in Beijing yet?"

It happened that He Songning came to visit him at this time.

As soon as he entered the door, Emperor Liang De said lukewarmly: "It seems that your method is not effective and cannot make Xue Qingyin come back quickly."

He Songning lowered his head: "It's not that it's ineffective, it's that she's too smart. She knows that a trump card is only called a trump card when it's not used. Once used in advance, it loses its value, and she can break the pot.

Polu. She knows that no matter how slowly she walks, as long as she leaves Yizhou, for a month, two months, or even half a year, I have to wait patiently for her. When she comes to me, I can use my trump card.

it works."

"You know her well." Liang De said.

He Songning smiled a little.

Emperor Liang De said again: "You know her so well, yet you still have trouble with her to this point."

He Songning's smile suddenly froze.

"Your Majesty." A chamberlain rushed in in a panic. When he saw He Songning inside, he quickly stopped again.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Liang De asked.

The chamberlain lowered his head and said, "The seventh prince...is ill."

Emperor Liang De said calmly: "Then please ask the imperial doctor."

The chamberlain said in a trembling voice: "The imperial doctor said, said... said that he was afraid of his life."

Emperor Liang De frowned, but his expression remained unchanged. He said displeasedly: "What's going on? Caught a cold? Or ate the wrong thing? If you have anything to say, just say it in one breath."

Hearing these words, He Songning gave the chamberlain an extremely cold and cryptic look.

He knew that it was because he was here that the chamberlain hesitated to speak.

He Songning suppressed his surging emotions.

This is just the beginning... They will gradually realize that he is unique in this palace.

"It seems that I ate the wrong thing. I'm currently investigating, but I haven't found the source yet." The waiter showed fear.

Emperor Liang De also realized that something was wrong. He immediately stood up and said: "Lead the way."

He Songning was naturally left in the palace.

He waited there for two full hours before someone came to take him out of the palace.

"Is the seventh prince the son of Concubine Dong Xian?" He Songning asked the palace official.

"yes."

"I wonder what's going on now? Are you still very sick?"

"This... this slave doesn't know either."

"Is Your Majesty still with the Seventh Prince?"

The palace man was agitated and glanced at He Songning with a strange look. He seemed to be wondering why Mr. Xue was so ignorant and dared to inquire about His Majesty's affairs...

And the way He Songning looked at the palace people also changed.

He Songning smiled softly: "Thank you, I'm here."

The palace man then suppressed the doubts in his heart, nodded and walked away.

After he left, He Songning's eyes grew colder.

He had heard about Concubine Dong Xian. She was of mediocre origin and was not a beauty. She was not favored, so even her two children were raised aside and she was not allowed to see her biological mother all year round.

But the seventh prince, who was born like this, is rare to have a little warmth from the emperor.

No, not even just a little.

It's two hours of tenderness.

The prince vomited blood three times. Did the emperor visit him once?

He Songning suddenly clenched his fingers, emotions surged in his chest, as if he was about to turn into that devouring beast.

The other side.

Emperor Liang De looked at Concubine Dong Xian helplessly.

Concubine Dong Xian knelt on the ground with a look of fear on her face.
To be continued...