Murong calmed down and walked towards Empress Dowager Xiao's Anning Palace as usual. Great literature

Empress Dowager Xiao is sitting on an easy chair to read a calligraphy and painting, the palace maid tassel and Liuyun are massaging her shoulders one by one, Empress Dowager Xiao is old, and her shoulders are always painful, so the two palace maids follow the massage skills of Tai Medicine, and massage Empress Dowager Xiao every day.

Empress Dowager Xiao was naturally happy when she saw Murong Yichuan appear in front of her eyes, and when she saw that the ceremony was over, Murong Yichuan sat opposite Empress Dowager Xiao, with a small coffee table in the middle, and the distance between mother and son was less than two feet.

Empress Dowager Xiao had no intention of looking at the calligraphy and painting, and then threw it in front of her, Murong Yichuan subconsciously glanced at the calligraphy and painting; "The Queen Mother; Who painted this calligraphy and painting? Seeing the calligraphy and painting Murong Yichuan felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, although the painting he saw was different from the content in front of him, but the painting was from the same person's pen, Murong Yichuan is a person who understands painting, so he can judge the good luck at a glance.

Empress Dowager Xiao smiled; "This "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest" is painted by Zhongli Concubine, presented to the mourning family as a New Year's gift, when I see this painting, I will think of Zhongli Concubine's father, you and the emperor's mentor Zhongli Baiheng, he also loves calligraphy and painting, their father and son's painting work is really comparable in my opinion, the only difference is that the son looks more elegant and free than Lao Tzu's paintings." Empress Dowager Xiao said with great interest, but she didn't notice the slightly changing expression on her son's face.

Murong Yichuan suddenly remembered, it turned out that the two paintings "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" and "Snow Full of the End of the World" in the bedroom were from Zhongli Wenjun's hand, his heart tightened, and the expression on his face was not as calm as just now. Great literature

Empress Dowager Xiao saw that her son was silent, and her face didn't look very good, so she hurriedly said with concern; "Ikawa; Do you have something on your mind? ”

Murong Yichuan hurriedly shook his head, so the short-term tea bowl master and apprentice used tea to hide and calm his expression.

"The queen mother is too worried, the son has no heart, if there is really one thing on the mind, in addition to asking the queen mother to say goodbye, I want to report to the queen mother." Murong Yichuan said with a straight face.

When Empress Dowager Xiao saw that her son was so strict, she hurriedly asked; "Say anything, mourner."

"The queen mother, the son and Wan Ruo set a baby for Su'er when they were in the northwest, and we will take the austerity you gave to Su'er as a regular act to give to the Zhou family, I hope the queen mother will not blame it, if you blame it, blame the son-in-law and it has nothing to do with it." Then Murong Yichuan told Empress Dowager Xiao about the ins and outs of setting a baby kiss for Qian Xue and the son of the Zhou family, and Empress Dowager Xiao was surprised when she heard it, "Yichuan; The mourning family knows that you are not an emotional person, you and Zhou Dawei must have your reason for marrying, as long as it is beneficial to you, the mourning family will support you to the end, or find an opportunity Zhou Dawei is transferred to the capital, so that the first can increase your strength in the court, and the second is also conducive to the growth of children, and the mourning family does not want their precious granddaughter to marry a barbarian in the future. Great literature," Empress Dowager Xiao said with a straight face.

When Empress Dowager Xiao said this, Murong Yichuan naturally felt comfortable in his heart, and his mother would always be on his side whenever he was.

"Erchen obeys the order, and Erchen will do his best to find a way to let Zhou Dawei enter Beijing." Murong Yichuan looked at the Empress Dowager Xiao with a kind face with gratitude.

Empress Dowager Xiao nodded; "Well, this is the best, by the way, if the palace lacks anything, send someone to tell the mourning family, don't let her enter the palace recently because she is weak, let her cultivate well at home." These words were exactly what Murong Yichuan wanted, and he hurriedly said gratefully; "Erchen thanked the queen mother for Wanruo, the queen mother assured that the son-in-law will take good care of Wanruo and the child in her belly, and the queen mother will wait to hold her grandson."

Empress Dowager Xiao loved to hear this, and a smile swelled up on her wrinkled face; "That's good, that's good, by the way, Yichuan, you have to walk around with Xiao Chengxiang more, you should understand the words of mourning."

What kind of person is Murong Yichuan, how could he not understand what Empress Dowager Xiao meant, the subtext of Empress Dowager Xiao is that Prime Minister Xiao is now on his side, and a trace of pride swelled up in his heart, and there was no expression on his face, he just nodded slightly; "The queen mother can rest assured, the sons know what to do." at

While the mother and son were having a detailed conversation, they suddenly heard the eunuch outside the door report that the crown prince had come to ask the queen mother for peace.

Empress Dowager Xiao muttered to herself; "The prince came at the right time, you uncle and nephew haven't seen each other for a long time." Although Empress Dowager Xiao hopes that Murong Yichuan will inherit the throne, this ice does not affect her love for the eldest grandson of the crown prince, how can the crown prince Murong Zhiyuan say that he is also the emperor's biological son, and also the first grandson of the Empress Dowager Xiao, she loves this grandson, but she doesn't like the prince's weakness, and his ambition, Empress Dowager Xiao is a woman who is extremely sensitive to politics, she has long seen clearly that if the crown prince is allowed to sit on the country in the future, his weak shoulders are likely to not be able to carry this burden, The deeper she goes, the more she hopes that her youngest son will be able to take up the burden.

Murong Yichuan didn't want to see the crown prince, if it weren't for him. So why bother so much, if it weren't for him, he would have been able to inherit the throne without much effort, but-

"Let the prince in." Empress Dowager Xiao said kindly to the eunuch outside the door.

The door was gently pushed open, Empress Dowager Xiao and Murong Yichuan looked towards the door in unison, only to see a young man around sixteen or seventeen years old walking in with decent steps, the man was slender, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a scholarly face, but he looked a little weak, not as vigorous as a boy of this age.

"Grandsons and ministers see the emperor's grandmother, and ministers and nephews see the emperor's uncle." The crown prince Murong Zhiyuan came to Chejin and first gave a big salute to the Empress Dowager Xiao, and then gave Murong Yichuan a salute. Murong Zhiyuan has been the pride of the sky since he was born, his father was still the crown prince at that time, and later his father integrated the throne without danger, so it was logical for him to become the prince and enter the East Palace as the eldest son. Murong Zhiyuan has been cowardly since he was a child, and his body has not been added all year round, so he does not have such a strong passion for anything, and this is especially true for power.

Murong Yichuan said in a light tone; "The crown prince doesn't need to be polite, let's be even."

Murong Zhiyuan sat next to Murong Yichuan, this Empress Dowager Xiao, Murong Yichuan and the position of the crown prince just formed a triangle, and they were all able to face each other's expressions.

Murong Zhiyuan was naturally happy when he saw the imperial uncle he hadn't seen for a long time, and he said to Murong Yichuan with a smile on his face; "The nephew heard that Uncle Huang was in danger when he went to South Vietnam, and it was great that Uncle Huang was able to get out of danger safely, I originally planned to go to Uncle Huang's palace to visit later, but I didn't expect to meet here." The prince has an amiable face, he has no malice towards this uncle who is six or seven years older than him, and he is also used to his uncle's indifferent expression towards him.

Murong Yichuan glanced at the childish crown prince lightly, but he sneered in his heart about his concern, but on the surface, he was still so indifferent, "Thank you for the crown prince's concern, this king will not die so easily if he has the protection of heaven." When he said this, he looked at the crown prince's eyes with a little meaning.

There is no crown prince in the city, how can he know that the heart full of hatred for himself wrapped under the cold mask of the imperial uncle in front of him.