Fall In Love With A Substitute

When Song Qu returned to the Hall of Wude, Qi Baozhu pinched the palm of his hand, forcing him to smile and greet him.

"Your Highness Wanfu." She saluted.

"Yeah." Song Qu's expression was not good, but at least he didn't lose his temper, or he just raised his foot and kicked over.

Qi Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he would not be beaten today.

When she moved, there was a faint pain in the wound on her body that was not fully healed. Qi Baozhu resisted the pain and said:

"I don't know how the mother's concubine is? The concubine's family has sent an ancient prescription to treat migraines. It has been sent to the imperial hospital for the imperial doctor. If it can be used, Xu can cure the mother's concubine's disease."

Song Qu was satisfied with her filial piety and exaggerated: "It's still a heart."

Qi Baozhu really smiled with joy. Her joys, anger, sorrow and joy are all under her control.

Song Qu gave alms and caring like grace:

"My palace is not here, what did you do today?"

"His Royal Highness is not there, what else can the concubines do, but they made a flower basket to pass the time." Qi Baozhu said, "I heard that the prince, I went to the Qing Palace to take care of the illness."

Feng Yuexian?

Thinking of the last discord, disgust appeared in Song Qu's eyes, but this disgust was mixed with inexplicable desires-Feng Yuexian was also a rare beauty if he did evil again.

None of the concubines in the palace can compare to her, and Song Pianzhen, who doesn't go out very much, can rise and fall.

And she is the woman of the sick emperor's brother, who will be even more exciting. If she can conquer this woman in the future, play with it...

Dirty thoughts surfaced in Song Qu's heart, eager to try, he rubbed his fingers and said:

"Father Emperor Dragon's body is better?"

"Yes, the imperial doctor is good at giving acupuncture, and the emperor is able to talk to him. Hearing the news from the Qianqing Palace, I am very happy to see the princess's sickness today."

Song Qu sneered.

Servant? The most wishful thing for the emperor to die is Feng Yuexian.

Qi Baozhu said with an anguish:

"The concubines also wanted to go, but I remembered that there was no rule for the prince and concubines to attend to the father and the emperor. Feng Yuexian was taking the prince's name and serving on behalf of the prince."

"The concubines had to wait for your highness to come back, and then discuss."

The crown prince supervised the country, and was sick and weak, and the crown prince acted on his behalf, and went to the dragon bed to take care of the illness.

The second prince did not take the post, if he was still a wife and concubine for the sick, it would not be justified.

"So, tomorrow..." Song Qu pondered, but didn't say anything.

Qi Baozhu mentioned it in his heart, but didn't dare to let out the slightest emotion, but said casually:

"The princess hasn't been in the palace for a long time, but she won the first place in everything. Before that, she came to the Wude Hall to show off her prestige. No one really sees--"

"Noisy!" Song Qu's sharp knife-like eyes scraped over.

Qi Baozhu knelt at his feet reflexively, her neck shrinking:

"His Royal Highness, please calm down."

No man can tolerate his own house being intruded indiscriminately and showing off in his own palace, let alone Feng Yuexian as a prince.

When Qi Baozhu said this, he knew that he would anger Song Qu and even provoke a new round of beatings.

But she is not afraid now, she is only afraid that Song Qu will not care.

Because of emotion and reason, Song Qu heard that the prince's faction showed filial piety in front of the emperor, and they should all go to the Qing Palace to show off.

But Qi Baozhu was too impatient, she wanted to get rid of Song Qu's control by herself and the Qi family too much, but instead aroused Song Qu's vigilance.

The time when the father's illness is getting better, he has always been soft-headed. If he can ask for some love for the younger uncle while attending the sickness, it will not be a problem to save the younger uncle by relying on his mother and his long favor.

But Feng Yuexian won't dig a hole for herself, right? Looking at the momentum of Feng's family in the court, and the faction's posture headed by her, Feng Yuexian must have a deep heart, and he might be in the Palace of the Qing Dynasty, in front of his father, to make him embarrassed.

You can't be too careful.

"There will be rallies in the western suburbs of this palace in the past two days. We will discuss later."

Song Qu found a random place to push the matter away, and turned people to pay close attention to the affairs of Qianqing Palace.

Fengyuexian acted as usual, for three days in a row, and went to Qianqing Palace for half a day every day. The emperor was obviously very moved.

The rewards entered the East Palace like flowing water. Gold, silver and jade articles, elixir orbs, and even a pair of jeweled coral trees that were tribute to neighboring countries during the New Year were carried to the East Palace, and they were commended by Daxing.

Concubine Xian was still bedridden and could no longer sit still when he heard the news. When she saw Song Qu come to Yixi Palace, she reprimanded him:

"Since you came to see me, how can you not go to the Qing Palace? Anyone who says in your father's ear, with your father's temperament, I am afraid that you will be despised."

Song Qu was helpless. Fortunately, Feng Yuexian didn't seem to be heretical. He didn't cast a look at him at all, and Song Qu's alertness gradually faded.

In just three days, even He Jieyu took the little princess to the Palace of the Qing Dynasty, and the other concubines also acted. As a child minister, he would never show his face again.

Moreover, the team escorting Xi Qingyan will also enter Beijing.

Song Qu no longer waited, and immediately got up early the next day. He wanted to avoid Feng Yuexian, or to make Feng Yuexian wince, knowing to make space with himself. He didn't expect to be in front of Qianqing Palace. Hit the crown princess ceremonial.

The rustle of ceremonial guards from both sides of the palace clashed against each other in front of the white jade steps, and no one meant to retreat.

The **** chief of the Qianqing Palace greeted him, and in front of the emperor's close people, Song Qu had to be a modest younger brother and let the honor guard of the emperor's wife go ahead.

When I arrived in the Palace of Qianqing, I could clearly feel Feng Yuexian's familiarity with the Palace of Qianqing, and the palace attendants were close to her by three points.

Not to mention the emperor who was still unable to get out of bed and walked around. When Feng Yuexian saw Feng Yuexian, the corners of his mouth smiled.

Song Qu suddenly felt the crisis. He was neither a protagonist nor a long-term leader. If he wanted to obtain the throne, he wanted to fight for the emperor's heart besides hoping for the prince to move.

He shouldn't be afraid to seal the moon and give up everything! Song Qu regretted it in his heart and was busy looking for remedies at this time.

He eagerly leaned forward to wait on the bed, picking it up and obediently speaking, and said that his absence for the past two days was to pray for the emperor.

The emperor was a little cold at first, but when the old man saw that his son was unhappy, his ears were soft, and the emperor's temperament and suspicion were soon coaxed by Song Qu. The father and son talked very happily.

Feng Yuexian was occupied and was not in a hurry. There was a faint smile on her face. Although the beauty was beautiful, it was like the moon in the mist, hazy and far away.

Song Qu's errands were all taken care of by Song Qu, and it seemed that Song Qu was determined to shine in the emperor's bed, and even fed the emperor himself, one spoonful of medicine, just to drink for the emperor.

Feng Yuexian watched from the sidelines, suddenly remembering that Song Pianzhen had always drank it all in one go.

Such a delicate person, in some cases, is exceptionally clean and neat.

Feng Yuexian finally had a real smile on her lips, and her cold and coquettish eyebrows became softer with this little thought.

But soon, she gathered her mind-Song Qu finally couldn't help it, and mentioned the Xi family.

"...The son-chen's mother and concubine have had a migraine again recently. Because they can't come to attend to the sickness, I hope the father and the emperor will forgive the mother and concubine."

"She is correct." The emperor leaned against the bed, his expression was like a cardboard hardened by pulp, twisting with difficulty, "Why have a headache?"

"The father and the emperor also know that the Xi family has a single pass. The first brother of the mother and concubine, and the younger uncle of the son, are not worry-free. The mother and concubine always have headaches for him."

The emperor muttered briefly.

Song Qu smiled mildly, with tentative words:

"Uncle doesn't care, the mother concubine is afraid that he will do something extremely unbearable someday. At that time, there will be no face for the mother and concubine to ask the father to forgive the only blood of the Xi family."

Isn't this pretty face?

The smile on Feng Yuexian's lips turned into irony.

"The sons and ministers couldn't bear the tears of the mother and concubine every night, so he wanted to come to the father to ask for a decree. No matter what the uncle committed in the future, he hoped that the father would take the maternal grandfather's hard work and save the blood of the Xi family."

After Song Qu finished speaking, waiting for the emperor's response with breath-holding, his eyes were full of admiration, as if a young child was looking up at his tall omnipotent father.

His move was a bit reckless, but he was forced to do something that Xi Qingyan did that touched the emperor's prestige. If he let this matter be known to the emperor, he would not die and peel off.

And he is not without certainty, he understands his father, his father values ​​family affection, his ears and heart are soft, they have used his temperament to accomplish many things.

As long as the emperor is moved today, and after the incident, the mother and concubine will act in a play with herself, again and again, the emperor will not be able to give up his uncle.

There was a little movement in the muddy eyes of the old emperor on the bed, and his lips squirmed, as if to talk.

Song Qu saw hope, his eyes lit up slightly, but he heard Feng Yuexian's voice sound first:

"What the imperial brother said, even the daughter-in-law, outsider of the Xi family, was deeply moved."

Fengyue sighed leisurely, his voice softened, and his tone softened, which was quite soft and flattering. Compared with usual, it made people listen to his heart.

But Song Qu immediately raised his mind as if he was approaching an enemy.

"It's just that my daughter-in-law is puzzled. The Xi family is a high-class family. There are many great scholars from the ancestors. It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone holds Yu with Jin. Even if Mr. Xi has some flaws in the eyes of the concubine, he is influenced by the family tradition. Dye, it's a natural rough jade, it just needs to be polished."

"What the second prince said today is like seeing Young Master Xi causing trouble with his own eyes. He rushed for the amulet."

Song Qu did not believe that something happened, she didn't know. But in front of the emperor, he couldn't say anything, he grinded his teeth secretly, but wanted to be in harmony on his face:

"The imperial sister-in-law's statement is very reasonable, but as a nephew, I am always at ease because of my constant kinship, especially the mother concubine."

Feng Yuexian frowned slightly, the beauty frowned, and she was charming, but Song Qu didn't dare to be careless at all, and her hairs stood up.

"I shouldn't have said this, but... Although the second prince belongs to the family of Xi, you must not forget that you are the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon. Worry Father?"

Song Qu suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth to argue, but Feng Yuexian was ruthlessly blocked.

"The concubine Xian is disturbed by Xi's family affairs and can't come to the palace. Since you can come, the second prince, you have to do it with your wife's heart."

After Fengyue gossiping, he sighed softly.

The cold air leaked through Song Qu's teeth, his eyes staring at Feng Yuexian, his eyeballs protruding.

Feng Yuexian actually condemned him for not doing his best in Qianqing Palace, and couldn't wait to seek benefits for the Xi family. He also reminded the emperor that if the concubine Xian was sick and did not come to the palace, it was also annoying for the Xi family.

Lin Lin told the emperor that only the Xi family has the mother and son in their hearts, and they don't take you seriously.

To the sage concubine Song Qu's mother and son, who relied on courting the emperor to gain benefits, it was a heartbreaker.

Song Qu was frightened in his heart. He tried to maintain an expression of generosity and admiration, turning his head to look at the emperor on the couch:

"Father, the son is not—"

The emperor no longer looked at him, turning his lips downwards and moving his hands twice with difficulty.

The chief **** next to him clarified his meaning and bowed his waist and said: "Second prince, the emperor sees you are tired, please go back first."

To put it nicely, he obviously disgusted himself and didn't want to let himself be here anymore.

Feng Yuexian didn't need a few words, so he let his half-day efforts be put to nothing.

Song Qu was extremely unwilling to do so, but he could not resist or obey.

He stood up from the side of the bed, and when he walked out, he met Feng Yuexian's eyes.

His eyes are full of hatred and insidiousness, and the green veins on his forehead are protruding and beating uncontrollably, showing signs of mania.

Feng Yuexian was not afraid at all, and even raised his chin slightly, eyes like a deep pool, and smiled lightly:

"The emperor has a good rest. Tomorrow, I will have to work hard."

Song Qu became alert, and after the second day, he finally understood what Feng Yuexian was alluding to——

Xi Qingyan was escorted to Beijing.

A memo of the commander entrusted by the guard was sent directly to the desk of Yangxin Hall. Xi Qingyan led the Fujian soldiers to **** the relief payment, and the prince was angry.

Xi Qingyan was taken straight to the prison of Dali Temple, waiting to be sent down, did not give the Xi family a chance to intercept people.

Immediately, the prince ordered that the three departments of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Criminal Department, and the Dali Temple will try the case. It is necessary to investigate the case and make a clear sentence.

News from the public skyrocketed.

After all, there were thousands of elite soldiers in the northwest escorted by the Min soldiers, and their entry into the city caused a sensation.

Many flat-headed people thought that this was a returnee from the frontiers, or was praised when they came to Beijing, but never thought that most of them would be sent to Dali Temple for custody.

When the facts of the case came out, it was even more terrible. The sound of the wind rolled over the capital like a snow wave, spreading towards the four directions.

"The Xi family dare to grab this silver. They are so courageous. It seems that they are not less greedy. The Xi family should conduct a thorough investigation and find him a corrupt official!"

"I heard that this is the third time that the imperial court has gone for disaster relief. The first two batches of food and payment have disappeared. Could it be that he is the only one—"

"Lawlessness, lawlessness really!"

...

In the middle of the dynasty, the neutral, the prince's line and the Feng family, no matter who they are, are falling into the trap, and the Shangzhezi demanded that Xi Qingyan be severely punished and must not tolerate the rape.

However, in just one day, all parties have spread and quarreled up, among the people, and even in the palace.

It's one thing to hang a knife on your head, it's another to really fall. The concubine Xian heard that her brother's brother had been sent to Dali Temple. After the prince ordered the third division for a trial, she fainted again in Yixi Palace.

Song Qu hurried over, looking at the unconscious and haggard mother and concubine on the bed, and then at the naughty little brother who was playing with jade stones next to him. He waved his sleeves and went out the door.

East Palace.

Feng Yuexian fiddled with her chess pieces by the window, and the endgame was complete, but she had no intention of playing against herself.

It's because the prince was "furious" by Xi Qingyan today, and he is not in the Hall of Cultivation of Hearts. He is coming back to hide.

With this person, it seems that I can't calm down.

And her eyes stayed frequently, Song Pianzhen held a scroll of travel notes in her hand, and she was excited to watch.

Feng Yuexian used the black jade chess piece to knock gently, creating some movement.

At last the man raised his eyes.

She opened her lips and said, "Make a bet?"

"Huh?" Song Pianju put down the scroll a little, revealing a face like fat and jade.

The idle sound of the moon is like a wonderful sound:

"I bet... the net will be closed in three days."

Song Pian smirked.

There was some helplessness in the smile, and some tolerance, even indulgent.

"What?" Fengyue Xianli held his composure.

Song Qu will slash the chaos with a sharp knife until now in this play. He has suffered a loss and dare not give Feng Yuexian time, otherwise Feng Yuexian will be a fatal blow.

Song Pianzhen also felt that it was almost three days.

This is an 80% bet to lose.

But it's nothing more than a small bet.

Feng Yuexian was waiting for Song Pianju's reply.

If Song Pianzhen didn't speak, her ears would burn first.

Under her gaze, Song Pianju's tea-colored pupils were filled with gentle water, and she smiled lightly.

She seemed to know the result, but she still let herself mess around.

"What is the stake?"