Entering the palace was no different than staying at his own palace. Song Qinghuan had told the children early in the morning to listen more and talk less and read less. The rules and etiquette were the same and no one could find fault.
Xiao Jingchuan and Xiao Jingtong are both so old, so they are not afraid. They are most afraid of Xiao Jingrou.
Xiao Jingrou was still young, and everyone at home doted on her, so the rules were not very good.
Song Qinghuan hugged her and walked while saying: "When I see the Queen and the Holy One, please don't move or talk nonsense. Do you understand?"
Xiao Jingrou was a little timid to begin with, and since she had also been in the palace, just listening to Song Qinghuan's instructions along the way made her so frightened that she almost cried.
Xiao Jingtong acted like a big sister and pulled Xiao Jingrou out of Song Qinghuan's arms. He pulled her away slowly and coaxed her as he walked: "Don't be afraid. With my brothers and sisters here, no one dares to say anything about our sister Rou."
Son."
The two little kids were walking in front, and Song Qinghuan was following behind. When he heard this sentence, he looked at Xiao Ci helplessly: "I see, all my teachings have been in vain."
Xiao Ci said happily: "It's not all because of you."
When Xiao Jingtong and Xiao Jingchuan were bullied, Song Qinghuan was not always like this.
"If you can beat me, hit me. If you can't beat me, scold me. If you're afraid of being beaten, run away. If you don't control your strength well, your parents will take care of you if you're injured or disabled. Just don't let yourself suffer."
These are the words that Song Qinghuan used to teach his children, but now they fall on Xiao Jingtong, so they use them to teach Sister Rou.
Song Qinghuan did not admit at all that she had said such words. There was no reason for her, a mother, to teach her children to fight.
She didn't admit it, but Xiao Ci remembered it for her. Xiao Jingchuan followed behind and smiled with pursed lips: "Don't worry, mother, I will watch over them."
Xiao Jingchuan has become more and more gentle in the past few years, and he treats people and things with a smile. He only has two sisters, one is related by blood, and the other is rescued by himself. Naturally, he protects her closely and absolutely does not care.
Something will happen to them.
Song Qinghuan just likes children to be united and friendly. Hearing this, he smiled and praised: "Brother Chuan is still sensible, much more reliable than your father."
Xiao Jingchuan pursed his lips and smiled, still gentle and gentle: "Mom and father are now at the right age, and we can bring in a few younger brothers and sisters for us."
Song Qinghuan...
Prince Rui and his wife took their children into the palace to see the ceremony, and what they entered was the harem.
Queen Wang's middle palace is still deserted, and the people in the palace are cautious when talking and walking, for fear of making any big noise and making the master unhappy.
Several children also sensed the oppressive atmosphere in the palace. They all lowered their eyebrows and kept their eyes silent. After being informed by the Queen and the Queen, they followed Xiao Ci and Song Qinghuan inside. They also bowed and said hello in a polite manner and did not dare to say anything more.
One sentence.
Ever since Xiao Mu disappeared, Empress Wang had lost all energy, her eyes were half asleep, and she was weak even in speaking. She raised her hands and said, "Everyone, get up."
Xiao Jingtong grew up in front of Empress Dowager Jiang. He could act coquettishly in front of Empress Dowager Jiang, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Empress Wang.
But she hadn't seen Queen Wang for a long time, and she didn't know what was going on in the court. When she suddenly saw Queen Wang in this state, she couldn't help but look at her curiously.
Queen Wang didn't care much for Xiao Jingtong, but her eyes fell on Xiao Jingtong, and her eyes turned red instantly. She picked up the handkerchief, pressed her eyes and said, "If we were brothers, we wouldn't be like this."
She said these words, but no one dared to respond. The two little girls didn't understand the deep meaning, but the other people knew the deep meaning.
Queen Wang only had a son like Xiao Mu, and he would die when he died, but what Xiao Mu left behind was just a little girl.
No matter how noble the girl's family is, it can't do anything. No matter how well the Wang family managed it many years ago, but now that Xiao Mu has died, there is no descendant who can break tiles, and they are suddenly in a weak position. They have been Xiao Mu repeatedly.
Wei stepped on her feet and didn't even dare to say a word.
The idea of the head of the Wang family is to let Queen Wang adopt one of the princes and grandsons, and train her well, and she may become the second Xiao Mu in the future; if that doesn't work, then support one of the princes who are vying for the throne.
, whoever can be the emperor in the future will be fine, as long as it is not Xiao Wei.
But since I knew the identity of the person who was secretly plotting, I couldn't use any more thoughts. How could I fight if he hid it so deeply? Xiao Mu was already dead, so what could I fight with?
When the one who really takes that position, Queen Wang and the Wang family will have to step up their game.
Queen Wang knew in her heart that this was fate, but she couldn't help but fantasize about how great it would be if Xiao Mu left behind a brother.
This time the Queen laid her eyes to tears, and no one dared to say anything. After a while, someone from the palace came to report: "Go back to the Queen, your Majesty, and let the Queen watch the rewards given to Prince Rui's children."
What could Emperor Chengxing have that he couldn't spare? It wasn't just that he couldn't be spared by which beauties or beauties.
Queen Wang cried for a while and then stopped crying. She was not in good spirits, so she didn't say much. She just asked the palace people to reward the things they had prepared early in the morning, and said a few words of encouragement.
Then he said he was tired and asked Brother Sichuan and his children to go to Empress Dowager Jiang.
After leaving the middle palace, Xiao Jingtong curiously opened the things that Queen Wang had given him and took a look at them, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
I saw a cloud shoulder made of southern pearls lying in the box. The southern pearls were larger than an adult's thumb, and the beads were all about the same size.
Even though Xiao Jingtong is only a half-year-old child, he knows that this cloud shoulder is worth a lot of money and is a valuable item.
Song Qinghuan glanced sideways, frowned, then reached out to take the one from Xiao Jingrou's hand, opened it and looked at it, only to see that inside Xiao Jingrou's box was a set of emerald dotted emerald noodles from Magpie's Door, which were equally valuable.
Needless to say, Xiao Jingchuan also opened his own. There was only a square pine inkstone. Song Qinghuan didn't know the goods and couldn't tell the quality of this thing. Xiao Ci nodded and said: "It's priceless."
They are just three children, so they should forget about giving them some trinkets, but these objects are more valuable than the others, so it is obvious that the Queen and the Queen are intending to show their kindness.
But Xiao Ci, an idle prince with no power in his hands, could not help her or the Wang family even if he showed kindness.
Song Qinghuan was so worried that his brows were furrowed into a straight line, and he looked at Xiao Ci in confusion.
This thing is so valuable, should I accept it or not?
Xiao Ci also suppressed the smile on his face, his eyes darkened, and he didn't express any opinion. He just said: "We'll talk about it when we get back."
The palace is not like Prince Hiei's palace, there may be spies everywhere, and you cannot say or do anything arbitrarily.
Song Qinghuan took a deep breath, suppressed those emotions, and then said: "Then let's go to Cining Palace first."
A family of five was about to go to Cining Palace when they heard the death knell ringing in the palace.
