Prime Minister Zuo knew that Duguhong was referring to people who came to express condolences. To be honest, even he did not expect so many people to come. Even envoys from neighboring countries came to deliver funerals.
It seems that everyone is like a clear mirror in their hearts. They can clearly see the current situation and know the future situation, so they came to win over the future prince-to-be early and pave the way for themselves in the future.
When Zuo Xiang thought of this, he felt a little relieved. Although he had now become a pawn in Duguhong's hands, and Duguhong was not the most recognized candidate for the crown prince in his heart, it seemed that the overall situation had been decided and there was nothing to worry about.
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At nightfall, Su Qingyi returned to the wing, changed out of her mourning clothes, drank the throat-moistening soup that Junjie handed her, and immediately her throat recovered as if the fire had been extinguished.
Dugu Chen leaned on the couch, holding a book in his hand, and said calmly: "If it weren't for Junjie, you would have cried to death this month."
Su Qingyi walked over and lay on the couch and breathed a sigh of relief, "Isn't it? I really feel like I'm about to die."
Dugu Chen shook his head helplessly, took her into his arms, and gently kneaded her shoulders, "You are so diligent, but it makes me look like a weakling."
Su Qingyi chuckled upon hearing this and turned to look at him, "What? You don't like to eat?"
Dugu Chen chuckled, "I love eating, why don't I? I wish I could eat soft food for the rest of my life."
Su Qingyi put her arms around his neck, buried her head in his chest, and said: "You have to hide your strength and bide your time. There will inevitably be a fierce battle in the future. You will have to fight hard at that time. Besides, you will be tired every day as the emperor.
Like a donkey, are you still afraid of having nothing to do?"
Dugu Chen smiled helplessly at her metaphor, "You can't choose something elegant to say."
Su Qingyi pondered for a moment and said, "What about... a mule?"
Dugu Chen couldn't help laughing and kissed her naughty lips gently, "That's all, I love to hear whatever you say."
"Tsk..." At this time, a tut sound came from inside the house.
The two of them looked back and saw Li Moli covering his eyes with a look of shame on his face, "I came in when the door was open. I didn't expect such an unbearable scene. I'm sorry..."
"Unbearable?! How unbearable?!" Su Qingyi stood up and said dissatisfied
Li Qiye put down his hand, opened the folding fan and shook the wind vigorously, "How can we be so affectionate and affectionate after an old couple? Don't you be ashamed, I am ashamed just looking at it..."
"What's the matter?" Dugu Chen asked, leaning on the couch.
"That's right!" Only then did Mo Li remember that he was here to talk about business. He turned around and looked around furtively, then closed the door and walked over and said quietly: "Dugu Hong is really terrible. He takes advantage of every opportunity, no matter what.
Good things and bad things turn out to be good things for him in the end!"
"That's annoying!" Su Qingyi frowned.
"Oh? What do you say?" Dugu Chen asked
"In the past month, I have led people to hide in the dark and observe. It is difficult to find anything with so many people coming and going, but, I happened to find..."
Just as Li Mo Li was about to boast, Su Qingyi interrupted helplessly: "Tell me the key points!"
Li Mo Li coughed lightly and said, "I discovered that there is a maid in the palace who goes to Concubine Liu's palace every day."
Hearing this, Dugu Chen said calmly: "What's so strange about this? People are coming and going in the womb these days, and all of them are palace maids and maids running around."
Li Li smiled proudly and said: "No, no, that maid went to the palace not to send a message to the imperial concubine, nor to deliver things to the palace, but to communicate secretly with the palace people around the emperor."