The sound of the flute was crisp and leisurely, but with a hint of grief and melancholy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info passed through the layers of palace walls to the main hall of Yonghe Palace, which was already a little fragmented, but every note beating faintly shocked people's hearts.

"Let's see who's playing the flute?" The Emperor commanded.

The result is not difficult to guess, Yonghe Palace is close to Yuhua Pavilion, and only Song Xintong will play mourning on such a good day. It was precisely because she knew that today was the princess's birthday that she wanted to play the flute.

Victory trotted all the way back, knelt on the ground and said, "Back to the emperor, the sound of the flute is coming from the Yuhua Pavilion behind." ”

"Oh? Huicai people. The Emperor turned the wine bottle and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was quite interested.

"The slave has already passed the word in: the emperor is celebrating the princess's birthday in Yonghe Palace, and he must not make a noise. Lord Hui asked for guilt again and again, but he didn't know about it, which disturbed the interest of the emperor and the princess and was very worried. ”

The emperor was silent, frowning as if thinking about something. Murong Yin'er had previously learned that Huicai was demoted because of Jia Shunyi, so he had a grudge against Su Wanqing. The enemy of the enemy is a friend, she knocked on the side and said, "The concubine doesn't know what mistake this Huicai person has made, and she doesn't dare to say anything." It's just that I listened to her flute just now, and I was very sad and remorseful, I guess she repented and reformed, why didn't the emperor take pity on this sister a little and give her some food and drink? ”

The battle report on the front line has not yet come, and the emperor will withdraw Song Xintong's grounding at this moment, but it is not appropriate to ignore her. Murong Yin'er's proposal was just right, and he agreed after thinking about it.

Taking advantage of this banquet, Concubine Murong returned to the imperial court, and Song Xintong also took advantage of the situation, Su Wanqing was naturally in a bad mood. After eating something in a hurry, she confessed and withdrew.

The night is late and the spring is cool, and the wind blowing from Xi Xi is still a little dry and cold. Su Wan tightened the velvet collar of his cloak and slowly walked in the long palace alley. Looking up at the sky, there is the bright crescent moon, the crescent moon makes people sad, she knows that the road ahead is not easy to walk, but the current situation does not allow her to retreat.

Three days later, good news came from the border pass, Marshal Song led an army of 8,000 to break through the second line of defense of Rouran, and approached the court of Rouran, forcing Rouran Khan to retreat for 100 miles. The Xia army disarmed countless times and won a complete victory.

At the same time, Yu Wenche also issued three holy decrees. First, reward Song Kang with a thousand taels, give the title of Marquis Rongguo, and the title will be passed down from generation to generation and reward 3,000 acres of fiefdom. Second, reward the generals and soldiers at the border passes, and send Qin to encourage the morale of the army. Third, the Song family of the restored harem was assigned to the third rank of Jieyu, and the main position of Jingfu Palace was given.

"Wanqing, don't be too sad. You are now pregnant with the emperor's child, even if she is promoted to Jieyu, she will not dare to do anything to you. Ruolan looked at her with a blank expression, knowing that she had been in a bad mood recently, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

The day that Su Wanqing was most afraid of still came, she had been very tired recently, and it was even more difficult to cheer up at the moment, so she only supported her chin and replied, "Sister Ruolan, don't worry about me." Although she was pregnant with a child, she did not intend to give him birth. These days, she has been warning herself that living in this world, everything is being used. Use the child in the womb to win favor, use the child to get rid of the strong enemy, and when it is time to give up, it is natural to give up.

Ruolan leaned forward slightly and stroked her hand, and said gently, "In addition, you also have to pay attention to the concubine." I heard that the concubine's Zhongcui Palace is no longer closed all day, and the concubine even intends to take away the power of the phoenix seal from the hands of the virtuous concubine, which is not a small momentum! ”

How could Su Wanqing not know the movements of the concubine, but she was still grateful to Ruolan for being so heartfelt to herself. Ruolan seems to have seen through the royal favor, and she is becoming more and more indisputable, and only lives her life in peace. Su Wanqing knows very well that if you don't advance in this harem, you will retreat, and the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and she doesn't know how long Ruolan can live such a safe and secure life.

After lunch, she leaned on the chaise longue and rested for a while, but finally she couldn't sleep well, one moment it was a bloody picture, and the other time the emperor pointed a sword at herself with a fierce look. In the end, she woke up in a nightmare, and after a long time, she was relieved after drinking a cup of soothing lotus seed tea.

As soon as she put on her robe and planned to practice calligraphy in front of the bookcase, she saw Chunlan come in and report, "Little master, Hui Jieyu is here." ”

Su Wanqing was naturally surprised, although she had known that Song Xintong had changed her appearance, she didn't expect her to come to visit. Since she was willing to come to her palace, Su Wanqing could no longer hold the shelf, so she had to quickly change her clothes and invite her in.

Song Xintong smiled as soon as she entered the door, and saw that Su Wanqing was about to salute, so she walked a few steps quickly and helped her, "Sister, isn't this tormenting me, you are pregnant with the imperial heir, but the treasure in this palace, don't be polite." ”

The corners of Su Wanqing's mouth twitched a few times, this play is really good, she bowed her head and said, "Why did Jieyu Niangniang come to the shelter, the concubine only has some coarse tea and little water here, but I am afraid that the reception will not be good." ”

Song Xintong did not shy away from saying, "Why should my sisters care about this. I came today with a gift to make amends to my sister, who had done something wrong and hurt her because I had done something wrong and hurt her. Now I see that everything is fine for my sister, and it is not in vain that I repent in front of the Bodhisattva every day. Amitabha. As she spoke, she asked the palace people behind her to open the sandalwood gift box, and she personally introduced, "This is the warmest jade in my dowry, and it can be regarded as a protector after being washed in the Buddhist temple." I know that my sister is very fond of me, and there are many rewards, and I don't look down on ordinary objects, so I will give the most precious to my sister to ensure that you give birth to the emperor's eldest son safe and sound. ”

The words are all provocative, and ordinary people can't hear them, but Su Wanqing feels that it is extremely piercing. She and Yuan Xingying were pregnant at the same time, but Song Xintong emphasized the "eldest son of the emperor", which was nothing more than deliberately reaching Yuan Xingying's ears to provoke the relationship.

"Thank you Jieyu Niangniang for her kindness, such a valuable gift, the concubine would never dare to accept it. Besides, the concubine hasn't congratulated you on your promotion. That's how unruly it is. She spoke slowly, as naturally as water.

Song Xintong sighed in frustration, raised his hand and slapped himself in the face, and in an instant, his fair cheeks became red and swollen, "Don't blame my sister for not forgiving me, it was me who went too far that day and completely broke my sister's heart." ”

Su Wanqing was taken aback, she never expected that Song Xintong would also start playing bitter tricks, so it almost became her unforgiving, but God knows that she didn't want to act so hypocritically at all!

"Jieyu Niangniang, don't do this, the concubine accepts this jade, thank you for your kindness."

Song Xintong smiled proudly, and the arrogant edge at the corner of her mouth quickly disappeared. She pretended to be moved to tears, "That's it." In addition to the jade, I also sent you some soothing sachets, hang them on the silver hooks of the tent beside the couch, and make sure you sleep well! ”