On the way back to Xianyang Palace, Ling Shuirong affectionately held Princess Zhaohua's hand, shushing from time to time, and the brilliance of motherhood burst out in her eyes, while Princess Zhaohua's mother Shuang Ningqin looked at the scene in front of her with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The palace maid and eunuch behind him didn't feel unusual, as if they had seen too many such scenes.

Princess Zhaohua also brought the cuteness of her daughter's family to the extreme, she played her own little abacus, Brother Yu's mother liked her so much, she had to do her best to ask her father for this marriage contract before the envoy left.

Thinking about it, the handsome face of Ju Yuqian popped out in his mind, and Zhaohua's heart couldn't help but feel a little sweet, and a flush instantly rose on his cheeks.

The group walked into the main hall, Zhaohua's eyes were full of strength, and he politely said a word and led the palace maid back to his bedroom. Ling Shuirong slowly followed behind Shuang Ningqin, and when Shuang Ningqin sat down in front of the carved bronze mirror, she stopped and stood aside with a smile on her face.

The old lady in the hall skillfully stepped forward to shake off the heavy cloisonné peony flower between the frost and piano hair, carefully put it into the velvet jewelry box, and then took down the other smaller pearl hairpins and put them into the second drawer of the box.

Shuang Ningqin picked up the orchid finger, slowly removed the jade earrings on the earlobes, pulled the scattered hair, and let the old mother behind her comb it with a grate.

When she was cleaned up, she yawned faintly, bypassed Ling Shuirong, paced to the beauty couch outside the hall, shook the bottom of the flower pot on her feet to the ground, and leaned lazily on it.

Ling Shuirong followed and walked over and sat down lightly on a chair not far from the beauty couch. Several little palace maids lowered their heads, skillfully arranged the fruit plate and fragrant tea in their hands, and then withdrew from the hall in a familiar manner.

The old lady who had packed up the dresser walked over with a silk quilt on her forearm. She shook it skillfully, covered the beauty on the couch softly, and then stood silently aside with her eyes lowered.

Ling Shuirong patiently saw this qiē in her eyes, her usual arrogance and arrogance were gone, and there was always a faint smile on her face.

"Zhaohua and you are getting closer and closer, this is a good thing, and this palace is also very happy." The frost condensation on the beauty couch half-closed her eyes and opened her mouth softly.

"It's not that Niangniang has a good heart, create opportunities for our mother and daughter, Niangniang's great kindness, Shui Rong will keep it in her heart for the rest of her life," he said, getting up and making a standard gift to the first concubine Yingying.

Shuang Ningqin's eyes widened slightly, and she symbolically waved her hand, but she accepted the gift firmly. Her eyes fluttered, and she slowly picked up the peacock feather fan on the low table, and fanned it up again and again.

"The princess is really polite, you and I are both from Yinan, and we are all uprooted and involuntarily, so it is appropriate to take care of each other."

The voice of the frost condensation qin was extremely light, and I was afraid that I would not be able to hear it if I sat farther away. She only pointed softly, and the old woman standing close to her immediately stepped forward and gently hammered her shoulder.

When Ling Shuirong heard this, she also smiled slightly, "Niangniang is really a bodhisattva, if it wasn't for Niangniang back then, you helped me secretly drop Zhaohua and Concubine Cheng's children, and Zhaohua can't be with his father now, and he won't be able to get Niangniang's careful teaching." ”

She said with some urgency, and her tone was full of flattery.

Shuang Ningqin raised her eyelids shallowly, waved her hand politely, straightened up, and put the feather fan on her lap. "So many years have passed since the events of that year, why do you mention it every time, princess." Her eyes flashed, and her eyes fell on the orange in the red lacquer box.

"Zhaohua is also a child of this palace now, this deep palace is lonely, and having such a daughter is always around this palace, which also makes me feel less lonely."

Ling Shuirong looked at it all in her eyes, she picked up the orange from the box, peeled it carefully, and handed it over earnestly.

"Niangniang, you look like a fairy, it's too late for the emperor to like it, how can it make you feel lonely, don't feel sorry for yourself in front of your courtiers." Ling Shuirong said coincidentally, but saw that Shuang Ningqin was looking lonely and stunned, and she didn't even know that the feather fan on her leg had fallen off.

"Your Majesty? Hmph, there are three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, so many beauties, how can my age be compared to those tender hooves who have just entered the palace. She muttered to herself in a mournful manner, as if she had forgotten that there were other people in the temple.

Shuang Ningqin, who was still smiling lightly just now, instantly looked a little lonely, and the helplessness in his tone was heard by anyone, and Bei Anhuang had not stepped into this Xianyang Palace for many days.

She waved her hand behind her, and the old woman immediately bowed down and went backwards.

"That's it, that's it. What's the use of talking to you about that? After speaking, he unnaturally stroked a few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead.

"Niangniang doesn't have to worry about this matter, now is not the time for the little daughter's mentality, the undercurrents of various countries are surging, and the emperor is even more worried about this matter, so naturally there will be fewer times to see Niangniang."

Shuang Ningqin suppressed the sadness in her heart, took the peeled orange in Ling Shuirong's hand, and ate it in small bites.

"Although we are good friends with the prince now, the Lan family is not a vegetarian, and when the prince ascends the throne, our chess pieces will be useless, Niangniang, we can't sit still like this!"

Ling Shuirong said as she picked up another tangerine and peeled it carefully. "The most important thing now is to get the recipe for the secret medicine of Yinan in the hands of Frost Ning Shi. Who doesn't want that formula, not to mention that the sick person can use the medicine to get rid of the disease, even if he is not sick, he can also prolong his life. ”

"In recent days, there have been many noisy people in the palace, although they are orderly on the surface, but secretly there are also many outsiders. No matter how much Shuang Ningshi dresses up, how can she escape the eyes of my sister. Frost smiled a little sarcastically.

"It's just that I don't know what she's doing when she came to Beixinguo in disguise, and she can't act rashly now, let's take a look first."

Shuang Ningqin, who was fiddling with the tea set, raised her eyes at Ling Shuirong, and said leisurely: "Moreover, the child she entrusted you to raise back then, although Bei Yiyu told me that I was Shuang Ningshi's child, but I have no way of knowing who the child's father is." ”

She picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and took a shallow bite. "Your father is also sick and worried, and the affairs of the court are also taken care of by Shuang Ningshi in secret, if we catch her rashly, I am afraid that the situation in Yinan will also be turbulent."

Shuang Ningqin covered her eyes and took another bite of the osmanthus cake, "And we don't know if the secret recipe is in her hands, if not, what if not?" ”

"You just need to take a good look at your good daughter now, don't let Shuang Ningshi take advantage of any loopholes, and don't be delusional about the rest."

It's okay not to say it, it's really embarrassing to say this, Shuang Ningqin suddenly felt a little indignant, and her eyes were irritable that she couldn't hide.

Ling Shuirong hurriedly stepped forward to comfort, "Niangniang is thoughtful, Shui Rong doesn't know, although things are complicated, it's not at this time, don't worry." ”

Although she was so comforted, she was also a little aggrieved in her heart, if it wasn't for Frost Ningqin's halfway kill, she would have become a concubine long ago, and she still used all kinds of flattery and flattery here.

What Lao Shizi leaned on the Southern Dynasty Bureau, she just wanted to catch the frost Ning poem, get the secret medicine formula in her hand, and then inquire about her mother's whereabouts, so that the slut would die without a place to be buried.

Shuang Ningqin rubbed her somewhat sore forehead, and said tiredly: "Princess, go back first, if there is anything, I will send someone there." ”

Ling Shuirong responded with a smile, saluted and withdrew.