Song Qinghuan lay in the brocade quilt and turned over comfortably. Whenever she thought of the livid look on Xiao Ci's face when she was frivolous with her just now, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Aren't you very brave when threatening her? In the end, you will fall into your own hands.
Taking out the IOU written like a phoenix dance from his arms, Song Qinghuan looked at the word "Yan Ruo" printed in red clay again and again, and then chuckled: "If a tiger doesn't show its power, it's a disease to treat me like a mother."
Not a cat."
Two four-season osmanthus trees were planted in Zitingxuan of Prince Rui's Mansion. Even in late autumn, the fragrance is still coming.
Xiao Ci was lying on a low couch inlaid with yellow pear wood, holding his head in a fist with his hands. He was wearing a deep red dress with a dark red pattern and a cross-collar. His black hair was loose, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, his expression was lazy, and his posture was elegant.
A woman in her early twenties was kneeling next to him and beating her legs with him. The woman had a charming appearance, enchanting figure, and a coquettish voice.
"Your Majesty, the Cao Family Army's men have already left the city with some of the medicine. Our people will prepare for two days and then send it to Liaodong. We won't delay our arrival."
The white jade cup contained the refreshing bamboo leaf green. He brought it to his lips and took a sip. Xiao Ci responded softly.
The woman then said, "It's just that I don't know something about my family."
Seeing that Xiao Ci's expression did not change, he asked cautiously: "The prince has never had a good relationship with the Cao family army. Even if he comes to ask for help, I don't have to go through this muddy water. If that person knows...
"
"Chun Niang, you are not usually talkative." Xiao Ci sat up, put the white jade lamp on the table, and glanced at Chun Niang. Although there was a smile on his lips, his eyes were bottomless.
Chun Niang's heart trembled, and she bowed: "It was Chun Niang who overstepped."
Xiao Ci didn't want to say more and waved his hand: "Go down and let Chu Han come in to see me."
"yes."
Chun Niang bowed and left. Not long after, Chang Han, named Chu Han, casually entered the Ziting Pavilion and listened to his orders.
Xiao Ci had stood in front of the window coffin, clasping his hands behind his back and looking at the two four-season osmanthus trees in the courtyard. After a while, he said, "Go check on the eldest lady of the Song family, Song Qinghuan."
Song Qinghuan had no idea that someone had already raised suspicion on her. At this time, she was swaying on a carriage to the palace to pay her respects.
Having been awake all night, Song Qinghuan dozed off against the wall of the carriage as soon as he got on the carriage.
Because I went out late and didn't have time to eat breakfast, I went out to buy hot spicy spicy soup and small soup dumplings when the carriage passed Liuzhu Street.
After placing the food he bought on the small table, Song Qinghuan opened his eyes, sat up straight, took two deep breaths, pinched Texue's little face and smiled: "You are really my caring little baby."
"Girl, stop teasing me." Ta Xue smiled and turned around, handed over the jade chopsticks and spoon, and said, "I just went to buy food. I heard that the imperial treasury was stolen. The common people were chatting enthusiastically, saying that it was
What Cao Jiajun did."
Song Qinghuan took a mouthful of spicy soup and felt warm all over his body. He said nonchalantly: "If the imperial court does such a thing, it's okay if the Cao family army doesn't rebel. It's okay to steal something in exchange for food and grass."
It’s all benevolence and righteousness.”
The battle in Liaodong was no longer a matter of one or two days. In the summer, the Liaodong side was already eight hundred miles away, saying that the imperial court's supply of food and grass was insufficient.
The imperial court is used to being a monster, building pavilions and pavilions in the palace, singing and feasting with the concubines in the harem. When they arrive at the front line, they say that the treasury is empty and there is no food supply for a while, leaving the Cao family army to think of its own way.
The Cao family's army lasted from summer to late autumn, and now they have only stolen the national treasury. They are really kind and righteous.
Song Qinghuan put these things out of his mind for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He raised his head and asked Taxue: "What else was said outside?"
Yes, there are, but they are just casual chats between people after tea and dinner. Ta Xue picked up some coherent words.
There are rumors that the Cao Jiajun tampered with the national treasury, but there is no evidence and no one from the Cao Jiajun has been arrested, but it is true that the treasury was stolen.
Song Qinghuan vaguely felt that this matter was a bit strange, but after all, it was a matter in the court, so she brushed it aside and didn't think about it anymore.
The day to pay respects to the palace was to enter the palace every five days. When Song Qinghuan entered the palace, it was already too late. In addition, she was a bride. As soon as she stopped in the main hall of the middle palace, the eyes of all the female relatives fell on her.
On her.
"The second daughter-in-law is here." Queen Wang was sitting on the throne dressed in golden phoenix robes, her eyebrows were curved, and she looked very kind.
Song Qinghuan smiled awkwardly and took a few steps forward to salute. Before he could say anything, a woman sitting on the left side of the queen said, "After all, my mother's child is gone. The queen must take more care of her."
Fu said in a non-yinful tone: "When the Yun family was about to discuss this marriage, I felt that the girl from the Song family was not worthy of the marriage, so I chose to give birth to the child. My mother said yes, but now I look at this child and I don't know how to give it to my mother."
Fight for breath."
This woman with an arrogant attitude was none other than Xiao Wei's biological mother, Concubine Liu.
She is wearing a purple palace dress embroidered with yellow peonies, which is extremely gorgeous. She wears a hanging bun and a red gold peony hairpin. Her face is exquisite. Although she is in her thirties, she is extremely well-maintained and does not look more than two-year-old.
More than ten years old.
He looked at Song Qinghuan with sharp eyes, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.
Xiao Wei was born with a handsome appearance, and he was the most favored by the Holy Father among his brothers. He couldn't decide what kind of girl he wanted to marry, so he asked the Yun family to cut off her husband and marry the daughter of the Song family, who was from a poor family.
Concubine Liu was a proud and arrogant person. She had been favored for many years and was more popular than the queen. However, the marriage of the son she gave birth to was so bad, which made her feel as disgusted as swallowing a fly.
Queen Wang looked embarrassed, but she still tried to smooth things over for Song Qinghuan: "It's inevitable that this child will get married..."
"The Queen, let alone a newlywed or not, who doesn't know that my son has never paid attention to her." Before Queen Wang could finish speaking, Concubine Liu said aggressively: "Maybe it's because of the incompatibility of the eight characters.
Within a few days of entering the house, my son suffered a bloody disaster."
There was silence in the main hall of Nuo Da, except for Liu Guifei's sharp words.
Queen Wang lowered her eyes and held the brocade handkerchief tightly without saying a word. Only the veins on her forehead showed her mood at this moment.
Song Qinghuan maintained her saluting posture for a while, but no one asked her to get up. Seeing the strange atmosphere between Queen Wang and Concubine Liu, she thought for a while and simply stood up on her own.
"Your Majesty, your concubine is wrong. My marriage to His Highness the King of Yi was granted by the Holy Spirit. Since it was granted by the Holy Spirit, why are the eight characters inconsistent with each other?"
He added: "Although the Song family has declined, they are still from a noble family. How could His Highness not take Qing Huan into his eyes? Even though Sister Yue Chan came in with me on the same day, Your Highness will not ignore the ancestral teachings and do anything."
The story of spoiling a concubine and destroying his wife."
Concubine Liu narrowed her eyes, sat up straight, and her eyes were filled with an unknown smile. She pointed at Song Qinghuan and said, "Okay, okay, okay, you girl is really eloquent."
