Three hundred and seventieth chapters startled the horse (a)
Feng Shaojun's eyelids suddenly jumped.
Strange, my eyelids have jumped several times in the past half day.
Feng Shaojun was outside the mourning hall and glanced around. The civil and military officials were kneeling according to their official ranks. They had been crying for so many days and couldn't squeeze out any tears. Each one had a dejected face and occasionally squeezed out a tear.
The princes and grandsons were all in the innermost part of the mourning hall, crying intermittently.
Everything is business as usual, nothing unusual.
Where does this inexplicable uneasiness come from?
When it was time to have lunch, Feng Shaojun left first and went to where the waiters gathered to get two steamed buns.
In the past, all the servants of the emperor who had eyes high above their heads were now like bereaved dogs. Even the majestic Eunuch Shen and the prince looked gloomy. When they met Feng Shaojun, they were very polite: "San'er must be very tired after standing for a long time. Here. There are chairs, please sit down and rest."
The masters have private rooms and beds, and they, the chamberlains, will be fine if they have chairs to sit on for a while.
Feng Shaojun responded in a low voice: "All the father-in-laws are here, so it's my junior's turn to sit down. Eunuch Shen will sit down, and Eunuch Wang will sit down."
It was right to let Eunuch Shen and Eunuch Wang go. However, the others had to let her, Eunuch Feng.
The chamberlains in the palace were all snobbish. Sure enough, a chamberlain immediately moved a chair over, and Eunuch Feng couldn't resist it, so he sat down.
Now is not the time for friendship, and it is not the time to make any noise. Everyone praised Eunuch Feng tacitly and then shut up.
The steamed buns were bland and tasteless. Feng Shaojun ate one and drank a sip of cold water.
At this moment, a little waiter came over.
Feng Shaojun remained calm, glanced over, and quickly got up and went out.
The other chamberlains looked at Eunuch Feng with envy or jealousy. They whispered sourly: "This Feng San'er is really amazing. In just a few years, he has become a confidant of the East Palace."
"Can you also call me Feng San'er? When you see me from now on, please respectfully call me Eunuch Feng!"
Even Eunuch Shen couldn't help but sigh to Eunuch Wang: "Think about how you and I, when we were Feng San'er's age, were still beating our adoptive father's legs. We were so happy to get an errand. "
Wang Gonggong felt worried: "No. Yang Jinghe has the foresight to accept such a capable adopted son."
Feng Shaojun couldn't hear these gossips and had no time to care.
At this time, she frowned after hearing what the young chamberlain reported: "The Crown Princess summoned Mrs. Qiu? When did Mrs. Qiu enter the palace?"
The little chamberlain said tremblingly: "Back to Eunuch Feng, Mrs. Qiu entered the palace early in the morning."
Snapped!
I received a heavy blow on the back of my head. I remembered Eunuch Feng's angry voice: "You bastard! Why didn't you repay me earlier for such an important matter?"
The young chamberlain said with a mournful face: "Eunuch Feng, please calm down. There are dozens of Mrs. Gaoming who come to the palace every morning to kneel in mourning. There is one more Mrs. Qiu, but no one notices it!"
When the Crown Princess summoned her, the chamberlain who was staring at the Jiao Fang Hall was surprised to realize that Jiang had entered the palace. He hurriedly ran to report.
Feng Shaojun glared: "Go back and keep staring. If anything seems strange, report it immediately."
The little chamberlain resigned dejectedly.
Feng Shaojun looked in the direction of Jiaofang Palace, Jiang's face flashed in his mind, and an indescribable smoldering fire ignited in his heart.
No wonder she has been in a gloomy mood for the past half day. It turns out that the Jiang family has entered the palace!
Should I report this matter to the prince?
Go immediately!
This thought flashed through my mind quickly.
Feng Shaojun calmed down and went outside the side room where the prince was resting. Eunuch Yang went to eat and happened to be away. It was a rare opportunity to report to the prince in person and test it at close range.
Feng Shaojun's thoughts were racing and he entered the wing with a normal expression.
The prince had not bathed, changed clothes, or combed his hair for several days, and was in a state of desolation.
However, as soon as he sat up and opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and sharp, and he looked like he was dominating the world.
"What's up?"
The prince asked in a deep voice.
Feng Shaojun responded respectfully: "Your Highness, I have something to report. The Crown Princess has summoned Mrs. Qiu into the palace and is now talking to Mrs. Qiu."
Mrs. Qiu?
The prince's pupils suddenly shrank, and strong murderous aura and hatred flashed in his eyes.
Feng Shaojun took in all this scene and his heart skipped a beat.
really……
Something must have happened between the prince and Jiang.
The prince quickly calmed down and said calmly: "I know."
Feng Shaojun should resign.
She has always known how to advance and retreat, but today she was uncharacteristically active and asked: "Your Highness, are you going to Jiaofang Palace?"
The prince looked over coldly.
Instead of an ordinary chamberlain, he has now been dragged down and slapped.
Feng Shaojun had already figured out the answer he wanted, and hurriedly bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry for talking too much, Your Highness. I'll resign now."
The prince then remembered that Jiang was Feng Shaojun's mother-in-law. It was human nature for Feng Shaojun to pay special attention to Jiang.
The prince suppressed his anger and said calmly: "Go and ask Eunuch Yang to come over. Feng Shaojun agreed in a low voice, exited the room, and then went to find Eunuch Yang: "Foster father."
Eunuch Yang glanced at Feng Shaojun and put down the half-eaten steamed bun.
"What happened?"
Feng Shaojun raised his eyes and looked at Eunuch Yang: "Mrs. Qiu entered the palace today. The Crown Princess summoned Mrs. Qiu. Your Highness summoned your adoptive father to come over. I think he has something to give you."
What?
Eunuch Yang's eyelids twitched and his expression remained calm: "Our family knows."
Then, get up and leave.
Feng Shaojun followed closely behind.
Eunuch Yang said without looking back: "Let's keep an eye on this matter, you don't have to ask anything."
Feng Shaojun responded, stopped, and watched Eunuch Yang enter the side room.
…
Half an hour later, the prince returned to the mourning hall and knelt in mourning.
Eunuch Yang didn't do anything strange, everything was as usual.
In the evening, Mrs. Gaoming, who had been kneeling all day, left the palace one after another. Jiang was among them.
After crying all day, the resentment accumulated in her heart dissipated a lot with her tears. Jiang walked out of the palace gate briskly and got into the carriage.
The carriage left slowly, Jiang raised the curtain and turned to look at the heavy vermilion palace door, jealousy burning in his heart like a flame.
It would be great if Shen You was of the prince's bloodline.
There will be a place for her here...
Jiang took a deep breath and comforted herself silently in her heart. Today's crying has at least made Yuan Xiang soft-hearted. She will take advantage of this rare opportunity to fight for the right to enter and exit the palace freely. In this way, she
Then she would no longer be trapped in the Qiu family's inner house. Perhaps, she would still have a chance to see the prince...
A majestic and heroic face flashed through Jiang's mind, and her heart turned over and over again, not knowing what it was like.
The carriage moved forward smoothly. Jiang was immersed in his own thoughts, his thoughts were heavy and he could not extricate himself.
Suddenly, an irresistible force swept over him.
Jiang screamed and exclaimed. His whole body was hit hard by the rolling carriage.
