The weak sunlight only pierced through the stratus clouds, and the news that the king of Anshan County and the second lady of Xiao Mansion were on death row spread all over the streets and alleys of Chang'an, and everyone sighed for a while.

Meng Fu told Shen Qingyu the happy news early in the morning, and he looked very happy.

Shen Qingyu glanced at Xiao Chengyu, who was carrying a wolf, and said suspiciously: "It shouldn't be!"

Mo Qingning didn't say it, as far as Yang Huai's identity was concerned, his queen aunt would definitely not sit idly by, how could she let others kill him in prison?

Meng Fu put the brewed tea on the table, and Chi Ning asked, "Why did the princess say that?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu shook his head with relief: "These two people are innocent, it doesn't matter who does it." ”​

Xiao Chengyu took the wolf's hand and paused slightly.

Yun Zheng secretly glanced at his master, and thought, princess, the person who did it is in front of you.

After filling the new tea, Shen Qingyu poured a pot and walked to the bookcase, thinking that he was so attentive and doing something big, but he didn't want to paint for her.

Her face twitched slightly, she dropped the teacup on the bookcase, and carefully studied the painting in front of her.

This painting is a picture of her deliberately holding her arm in order to anger Princess Huaiyu when she made a bet with Princess Huaiyu in the Prince's Mansion that day.

"Xiao Chengyu, what are you painting this?"

The soft eyes glanced at the woman, Xiao Chengyu took a sip of the new tea she brought over, and said softly: "I want to paint." ”​

Belch......

Shen Qingyu choked for a moment, and was a little speechless and choked for a moment, but for some reason his heart was warm.

At this time, the little maid in the house hurriedly walked in.

"The prince, the princess, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here. ”

Xiao Chengyu and Shen Qingyu subconsciously glanced at each other, their brows were slightly tightened, what is Song Haotian doing?

Song Haotian in the front yard was a little restless, and his anxious eyes swept out of the courtyard from time to time, until the figures of Xiao Chengyu and Shen Qingyu jumped into view, and the anxiety was relieved a little.

"His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Shen Qingyu and Xiao Chengyu called together.

Song Haotian hurriedly stepped forward and helped the two of them: "Xiao Shizi and the princess don't have to be polite. ”

As he spoke, the light of those several changes in his eyes couldn't help but linger on the woman's body, and the bottom of her eyes was a stunning color that could not be hidden.

Xiao Chengyu's eyes were slightly gloomy, and a clever shift blocked Shen Qingyu's approach.

"I don't know what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here?"

Looking at his back, the originally condensed complexion felt a little softer.

Song Haotian looked at Xiao Chengyu in front of him and couldn't help but have a slight glint in his eyes, and immediately said word by word: "Father is sober." ”

Hearing this, the room fell into a strange silence, and the three of them all looked different.

Xiao Chengyu rushed to the palace with Song Haotian.

Seeing his own princess staring ahead in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, Meng Fu couldn't help but ask, "What is the princess thinking?"

The cloudiness under his eyes gradually became clear, Shen Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he said lightly: "It's nothing." ”

At the same time, a group of important officials of the imperial court were already guarding the gate of the Qianlong Palace.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at Song Haotian and Xiao Chengyu, who came one after the other, and their eyes were mixed with a bit of vague coldness in an instant.

"The son has seen the queen mother. ”

"The minister has seen the queen's mother. ”

Song Haotian and Xiao Chengyu said together.

Empress Yang glanced at the two of them slightly, and then her voice was slightly tired.

"How is Father Emperor now?" Song Haotian asked eagerly.

Empress Yang's eyes dimmed slightly, and she said slowly: "Everything will wait for the national teacher to come out." ”

The skin of his mouth moved slightly, Song Haotian wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Inside Qianlong Palace.

The man in red gently lifted the human skin mask on his face, revealing a bewitching face.

The national teacher lowered his head slightly and called, "Lord." ”

Si Beichen threw the human skin mask on the ground casually, and looked directly at the "monster" emperor who was lying on the bed and was extremely quiet, and the corners of his mouth outlined a shallow and evil arc.

"Everything went according to plan. ”

The national teacher froze for a moment, and then responded.

After a while, the door of the palace finally opened, and a national teacher in a white robe walked out slowly.

"National Teacher, how is the emperor's body?" Empress Yang hurriedly asked.

Song Haotian and Song Zhiyuan also looked at it in unison.

"The emperor has recovered, and he wants to go to court tomorrow. ”

As soon as these words came out, Empress Yang and Song Haotian's faces were obviously stunned, and they seemed to be a little unable to believe what they heard......

Song Zhiyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had suspected that Empress Yang's mother and son had done something to their father, it was all conjecture, so he didn't have the impulse to break into the Qianlong Palace at that time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Time is like water, and in the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

The wind in late autumn made the chill a little heavier, and the Northern Desert Mission finally approached Chang'an after a journey of more than half a month.

In the palatial carved carriage, a woman dressed in exotic clothes gently lifted the corner of the curtain, and the light under her eyes became unusually deep.

Chang'an, she has finally arrived.

As the crown prince, Song Haotian was naturally the best choice to welcome the Northern Desert Mission.

After placing the mission in the post station, Song Haotian took the princess of the Northern Desert into the palace.

In the past three days, Shen Qingyu was simply puzzled, Concubine De, who couldn't beat her with 800 poles, had repeatedly recruited her into the palace, either chatting or playing chess with her.

It's really abnormal, and what worries her the most is that.

Occasionally, you can see her hateful enemy-Song Xiuwen.

If it weren't for her good concentration, I'm afraid she would have been unable to pounce on Song Xiuwen and tear Song Xiuwen apart.

Finally, when Shen Qingyu, who was recruited into the palace, was chatting with Concubine De, she couldn't help asking: "Concubine De, the courtiers have always had a question, I don't know if to ask it or not?"

Concubine De's eyes were slightly raised, and she was stunned: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu's hesitant expression gradually calmed down, and after a moment of silence, she pondered the wording and asked, "I don't know if there is anything outstanding about the courtier, but she is so favored by the mother." ”

In other words, you recruit me to the palace every day, which means a few things.

Concubine De's eyes flashed slightly, and she immediately smiled lightly: "I heard that kid Jingchen mentioned you, when I was bored, I was curious for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so eye-catching." ”

No wonder, she said that this concubine was so dignified, how could she recruit her into the palace, it turned out that there was such a relationship here.

She didn't think much of it, but nodded with a complacent expression.

"Drink tea. Concubine De smiled and pushed the poured tea to Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu, who happened to feel that his mouth was dry, glanced at it slightly, and then took a sip of tea and snorted.

Seeing this, Concubine De said with some tears and laughter: "Look at your thirst, but do you want one?"

Shen Qingyu smiled embarrassedly: "Yes." ”

With two cups of tea in his stomach, Shen Qingyu felt much more comfortable, but after a while, there was a sharp stinging pain in his lower abdomen.

Seeing her ugly look, Concubine De couldn't help but ask worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Qingyu tugged at the corner of his mouth and showed a smile, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

said that there was nothing to do, but in her heart, she had already turned a thousand times, and recently, for some reason, the tingling pain in her lower abdomen became more and more frequent, and I don't know why.

Thinking back to the recent incident, she shook her head secretly, not taking it to heart.

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