Concubine Lin Xian was slightly surprised when she saw the fierce look in her son's eyes. She had worked hard in the palace for many years and gained a reputation as a virtuous person. Now, when Luo Jia hinted that she might be made queen, her thoughts were slightly different from her son's.
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She said tentatively: "Your father hinted that he might make me the queen."
"So what?"
Her son's disapproval made her slightly unhappy. What woman doesn't want to be a queen?
The third prince sneered: "Concubine, even if you become the queen, will the crown prince make you the empress dowager after he ascends the throne? Don't forget, if his condition can be cured, the crux can be found. If the crux is found, what do you think?
Do you think he won't pursue it? Now that my father is here, he still has some worries. If my father is gone, what will be the fate of our mother and son?"
Concubine Lin Xian panicked: "Son, what do you think we should do?"
A trace of sinisterness flashed in the third prince's eyes: "If you are petty, you are not a gentleman, and if you are innocent, you are not a husband."
She was startled: "Son, you can't mess around."
"I won't mess around. But I have to understand who is always ruining our good things. Mother, do you have no news at all?"
"No. Your father strictly prohibits anyone from approaching the East Palace."
"So, there is something fishy in it. Concubine, I must find out the fishy thing in it."
"Your Majesty, you must be careful."
Concubine Lin Xian watched her son leave angrily, feeling uneasy but even more angry. It was also Luo Jia's son, and it was also his son's marriage. Now that the prince was making such big decisions, she was obviously very angry, but she couldn't do it.
It would be unreasonable not to do our best to help him.
That night, it began to rain in autumn.
There was a layer of autumn rain and a layer of coolness. Although it was late autumn, the climate in the northern country was already like winter, and the wind was biting. Luojia lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. What he feared most was this kind of rainy weather.
There were two moxibustion sticks on the bedside. Fang Fei left in anger before finishing the exam. He smiled bitterly, asking this little guy to help would be very difficult in the future.
He struggled for a long time and then fell asleep. No matter what, the top priority next was to arrange his son's marriage.