In the end, Wen Xiang still stayed in Song Nanzhou's room.

Of course, it was not because Song Nanzhou was soft-hearted to her, but because Song Nanzhou, who was soft and hard, was really annoyed by her, and mentioned to her several times to kick her, probably thinking that Jiang Xinghuai's body was living in her delicate soul, so she didn't get down.

In fact, when Wen Xiang was lying on his bed, there was still some diaphragm in his heart. After all, this is a big man's bed, after all, she has lived so long and hasn't climbed a boy's bed!

At first, she silently held her breath, and she didn't smell any smell on Song Nanzhou's bed, so she was greatly relieved.

Song Nanzhou had a dark face and stood condescendingly on the edge of the bed looking at her: "What are you smelling?" ”

Wen Xiang hugged his thin blanket and smirked: "Manly!" The bed that the little brother slept in was so manly, it didn't stink at all. ”

Song Nanzhou's face softened, "Don't close your eyes and sleep yet!" ”

Although he knew that the core in this body was not Jiang Xinghuai, but looking at such a man and talking to him in a man's voice, Song Nanzhou still felt very disobedient - he would rather her be a wrench, which was much better than facing a big man.

At least the eyes don't hurt.

Wen Xiang obediently closed her eyes, silently thinking about the appearance of the blood jade wrench in her mind.

After a while, she quietly opened her eyes and saw that Song Nanzhou was still standing by the bed with her arms crossed and looking at her, but she was no longer as domineering as she had just now, but slightly frowned her long eyebrows, as if she had encountered some problem and was thinking of a way to solve it.

He looks so serious, and he is strangely handsome.

Almost immediately, Song Nanzhou noticed her secretly looking at her, "Can't sleep?" ”

Wen Xiang opened her eyes and sat up with a thin blanket: "Are you worried about the illness of that Concubine Yi?" ”

Song Nanzhou glanced at her and saw that she was indeed very energetic, so he took off his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, and said warningly: "It's not a good thing to know too much." ”

Wen Xiang pouted: "Don't you still believe me?" My mouth is the tightest, and no third person will know what to say, out of your mouth and into my ears. ”

She also raised three fingers in the same assurance: "I swear." ”

Song Nanzhou looked at her twice, Wen Xiang's eyes widened, trying to show the most sincere look.

But Song Nanzhou still looked away as if his eyes hurt, and said in disgust: "You turn your face away." ”

Wen Xiang touched her face.

Song Nanzhou didn't think about it, and slapped her hand down: "What are you doing touching his face?" ”

The tone was fierce and fierce.

Wen Xiang was stunned by him, and it took a moment to come back to her senses, "Now this is also my face, right?" ”

Song Nanzhou stared at her.

"Okay, okay, don't touch it, okay?" What kind of person, such a wide tube! "Can you talk about this Concubine Yi now? I see that you are sneaky when you mention her, is it possible that this lady will be beaten into the cold palace, and she will not be favored by the emperor, what taboo is it to approach her? ”

"Do you know Prince Gong?" Song Nanzhou asked her.

"I think I've heard it in two ears." But these princes like this and those princes are too far away from her life, and she just heard about it, and she didn't take it to heart.

"King Gong was transferred to the border by Emperor Jing five years ago, ostensibly to pay him a heavy responsibility, so that he could guard the gate of the Great Zhou. In fact, everyone knows that this is the same as exile. Song Nanzhou said lightly: "In the past five years, King Gong has not returned to Kyoto once. ”

Wen Xiang couldn't help but say: "I know this, I can't go back to Beijing without a call - his father doesn't want him to come back to Beijing?" ”

Without waiting for Song Nanzhou to answer, Wen Xiang said again: "Then this Prince Gong not only has a good reputation, but also is very capable?" Otherwise, he would not have been jealous of his father, who would have sent him so far away and would not allow him to return to Beijing. ”

Every time she talked to Wen Xiang about these things that shouldn't be understood by a woman, she could keenly understand what he meant, and said sharp opinions, which had to make Song Nanzhou feel curious and sideways about her.

He motioned for Wen Xiang to continue, and Wen Xiang hugged her knees and thought about it: "That Concubine Yi, could it be King Gong's mother?" Because King Gong is too capable, not only is he jealous of the emperor, but even his mother is disgusted by the emperor? ”

She suddenly widened her eyes: "You, Lin San, and that Gonggong Zhang, you are all people who follow King Gong?" ”

Song Nanzhou has already stood in line?

Five years ago, Song Nanzhou left Jiuli Mountain and returned to Beijing, and Lin San and others were imprisoned in the Wuxiang camp five years ago, is there any connection with King Gong's exile in the border area five years ago?

"King Gong, regardless of temperament and talent, is the best choice for Mingjun." Seeing that she seemed to be taken aback, Song Nanzhou said lightly.

"But the emperor doesn't think so!" Wen Xiang lowered her voice and said like a thief: "Look at the title he gave to this son, Gong Wang - Gong, Jing Ye, it means respectful, respectful, humble and polite." To whom does the emperor want this son to be respectful and humble? In addition to the emperor himself, there was also the future emperor. So from the very beginning, the emperor didn't want this son to inherit his mantle, right? ”

Song Nanzhou's eyes became deeper and deeper, and his expression was faint: "So what?" ”

The corners of Wen Xiang's mouth twitched, and she gave him a thumbs up: "You know that this road is very difficult, and you are still walking on this road with great difficulty." ”

She really didn't mean sarcasm when she said this, she knew that the road ahead was difficult, but she recognized her choice, so she firmly faced the difficulties, not everyone can do it.

Most people like to take shortcuts and take easy paths, including herself.

Because Song Nanzhou saw her sincere appreciation and appreciation, that trace of vigilance also retreated, and said lightly: "Now that he is an adult and has opened a mansion, King Qing has some talent, but he can't be compared with King Gong at all, other people such as King Jin and others, except for the nest and the nest, there is no Jiangshan Sheji in their hearts, such a person is worth following?" ”

"Which son is the emperor's favorite?" Wen Xiang couldn't help but ask.

"The most experience opportunity he gave was King Qing, and he also loved King Jin on his face, and the heat was scorching in front of him, King Gong invited the court to ask for food and medicine, and Emperor Jing sent King Jin, who had always been jealous of King Gong, to the border."

"This King Gong has a good reputation in the border land?" Wen Xiang guessed: "The emperor is not at ease with this son when he is exiled to the farthest frontier, which shows how much he is guarded against him." Let King Jin, who doesn't deal with King Gong, go to the border, definitely not in the name of letting the two brothers release their previous suspicions, and from now on brother and brother Gong. ”

This is simply to let King Jin go to the border to find trouble with King Gong.

"You, Prince Gong, I'm afraid you will have to be disciplined this time." Wen Xiang sighed again.

No matter what position King Jin has in the emperor's heart, anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, the emperor loves this son very much. Let your favorite son see the most hated son, the son he likes can't make a hard accusation, the emperor doesn't like King Gong in the first place, this must be a quasi-son.

When the time comes, I'm afraid that the training will be the lightest.

Song Nanzhou didn't want to tell her too much, but he felt that it was a pity for such a person who had never been in contact with the court situation, but could get to the point directly with just a few words, so he thought about it and asked her: "How do you think King Gong should break the current situation?" ”

"Huh?" Wen Xiang looked confused: "How do I know?" ”

Song Nanzhou: "......"

Wen Xiang saw that Song Nanzhou showed signs of changing his face again, and hurriedly said: "First, I don't know your King Gong, and I don't know how he usually acts, so naturally it is not good to judge his next moves. Second, I've seen a lot of this kind of drama of imperial power struggle, but you really want me to give advice or something, hehe, you think too highly of me. ”

It's okay to say two sentences, really? She is self-aware.

Song Nanzhou still didn't plan to let her go: "Then what do you think of King Gong's victory?" ”

Wen Xiang glared at him.

Song Nanzhou looked at her lightly but insistently.

Wen Xiang pursed her lips, and had no choice but to say: "Then it depends on King Gong's help, whether his mother's family will give it or not—but I guess his mother's uncle's family will definitely not help, otherwise his mother will not be the same as being beaten into the cold palace and no one dares to care." ”

Song Nanzhou nodded: "Concubine Yi Niangniang's background is not high, she was just a palace maid in the imperial dining room back then, she won the eyes of Emperor Jing, and she was favored for a few years, and later she was named Concubine Yi because of her son. But Concubine Yi is pure in nature, and she has no maternal family to rely on, in that harem, the identity of a mother is of no use to her. Therefore, after King Gong was transferred to the border, Concubine Yi invited herself to Huangjue Temple to pray for the Great Zhou and Emperor Jing. ”

Wen Xiang nodded, "Concubine Yi Niangniang will Gong Wang have a son?" ”

Song Nanzhou said "um", and said: "At that time, Emperor Jing didn't allow it, so he only let people build a small Buddha hall in Concubine Yi's palace, and since then, Concubine Yi has closed the palace and devoted herself to serving the Bodhisattva." Emperor Jing would care about one or two at first, but later, he never set foot in Concubine Yi's palace again. I heard that before that, there was a roar of Emperor Jing in Concubine Yi's palace. ”

"That is to say, Concubine Yi once angered the emperor?" Wen Xiang groaned: "Also, my only son was exiled to the borderland, and Concubine Yi, as a mother, must have a grudge in her heart." Even if she did not dare to disobey the emperor on the surface, she planned to become a monk and devote herself to serving the Bodhisattva, all of which implied that the emperor was dissatisfied or even resentful of his decision. The emperor felt that his majesty as an emperor and his husband had been compromised, and he was naturally furious—but this emperor had been alone for a long time, so he naturally did not take other people's feelings and wishes into account. Don't you have a saying that thunder, rain, and dew are all Jun'en? He must think that if the mother and son are separated, Concubine Yi Niangniang not only can't be resentful, but also kneels on the ground to thank him, so as to show his prestige and husband's authority. ”

Wen Xiang said while looking at Song Nanzhou, seeing that he looked as usual, and was not angry because of her slight ridicule of the emperor, she confirmed the guess in her heart even more - compared to the Emperor Jing who heard that he was very fond of him, Song Nanzhou seemed to be more partial to the claustrophobic Concubine Yiniang.

So when I heard that Concubine Yi was not good, Song Nanzhou was so anxious to take her into the palace to see how sick she was.

It's a pity that she is not a jade wrench with superpowers now, and Song Nanzhou should be in a bad mood at this time, so she is asked to sleep with a jade wrench.

"You see, King Gong was sent far away, and his mother can't help him, he has to rely on himself to ascend to the throne, and this process is much more difficult than other princes." Wen Xiang said matter-of-factly: "But King Gong has a strength that no other prince has, that is, he has an excellent reputation, and he can almost be regarded as the favorite of hundreds of officials, but is this? ”

Song Nanzhou nodded: "Hundreds of officials respect him, and almost no one doesn't like him." ”

"That's one thing, and the other is that he has your supporters." Song Nanzhou Lin San controlled the Wu Xiang Battalion, although the Wu Xiang Battalion was very high-profile, but the family behind the three hundred gentlemen was a force to be reckoned with.

Properly managed, King Gong's winning side is not small.

"So you think he can win?" Song Nanzhou asked.

Wen Xiang smiled: "Will you let him lose?" ”

Song Nanzhou smiled proudly: "Of course not!" ”

"The emperor thinks that this son is too powerful, so powerful that he is respected by hundreds of officials, can he be happy in his heart? Can you not guard against him? Wen Xiang said: "King Gong has been to the border land for five years, and he wants to come to that place and the land has been included in his pocket?" ”

Song Nanzhou nodded proudly: "Of course." ”

"That being the case, it makes no difference whether others stay on the frontier or not. If I were him, I would take this opportunity to come back to Beijing. "Anyway, Song Nanzhou wants to listen, Wen Xiang will speak freely, she said hers, what will King Gong do in the end, that is not for her to decide, "The border is too far away, and there is nothing that can be done, so when I return to Kyoto, I can only serve the opportunity." ”

"How's it going?" Song Nanzhou's eyes flashed.

"His mother is sick, and he is so anxious that he wants to come back and do his best in front of the bed." Wen Xiang casually gave him a reason.

Song Nanzhou shook his head: "Emperor Jing will not allow it." ”

"Before that, of course, he has to be willing to 'give up' some, such as the control of the frontier, such as some people or things in his hands. After returning to Kyoto, he didn't care about anything except for his mother's illness, and he didn't take on any tasks, and of course, while taking care of his mother, he also had to pick up the lost father-son relationship by the way. You think, a prince who doesn't get involved in political affairs, ignores courtiers, and only honors his parents, no matter how hard the emperor is, it is not good to exile him far away. This is called the family card, and it should be played when it is time to play. ”

"It's called retreating for advancing." Song Nanzhou corrected her.

"Do you think it's feasible?" Wen Xiang raised her head and asked with a smile.

As soon as Song Nanzhou saw her two rows of white flowers and big teeth, and laughed at Jiang Xinghuai's obscene appearance, he felt that his eyes hurt, and he slapped her on the head and pushed her down on the bed: "Sleep!" ”

……

When Wen Xiang woke up, she found that she was wearing it on Song Nanzhou's thumb.

"So I'm thinking about it?" Wen Xiang was a little happy, and a little unhappy.

What she wants to become, as long as she thinks about it in her mind before she goes to bed, who can she become, this plug-in open...... She was a little scared.

Song Nanzhou, who was on horseback, heard her speak, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Isn't this a good thing?" ”

"It's amazing, I'm a little scared." Wen Xiang said honestly.

"Afraid of what?" Song Nanzhou raised his eyebrows.

"I believe that everything in this world is fair, and God gives me something that no one else has, and it will inevitably take something away from me, so that it is fair. I've got two superpowers now, but I don't know what God is going to take from me in exchange, do you think I'm afraid? ”

"What do you have that you can't lose?" Song Nanzhou asked her: "You don't even have a body, and you don't have any family wealth——"

It's almost like saying that there is no one to ask for people, and there is no money to ask for money. Wen Xiang pouted: "Then I'm a cute little goblin!" ”

"So you're afraid of losing your cuteness?"

Wen Xiang: "...... Please don't be humorous when you shouldn't, thank you. ”

But she was quickly relieved, "You're right, I don't have anything, what are you afraid of losing?" Just think of it as if God made me come here to compensate me for this experience. ”

When I think about it this way, I really feel at ease.

"Haha, I have to think about what I want to look like tomorrow." It's even more exciting than changing your face!

Hurry up and experience it when you can, who knows when God will take back her superpowers.

Before entering the palace, Song Nanzhou took out a small portrait from his arms, "This is Concubine Yi, you remember." ”

Wen Xiang took a closer look at his hand: "Huh? Why does this Concubine Yi look a little familiar. ”

Song Nanzhou ignored her and only asked, "Remember?" ”

Wen Xiang nodded absentmindedly, thinking about where she had seen this person with the portrait of Concubine Yi, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "How can this Concubine Yi's eyebrows and eyes be somewhat similar to yours?" ”

Song Nanzhou's appearance followed Prince Cheng for four or five points, but when Wen Xiang saw Concubine Yi, she didn't think of Princess Cheng for the first time, but Song Nanzhou, and felt that Song Nanzhou was more similar to Concubine Yi.

Seeing that Song Nanzhou didn't plan to tell her, Wen Xiang couldn't help but be curious: "Your family is related to this Concubine Yi, right?" ”

"Nope." Song Nanzhou's expression was slightly cold, and his handsome face was a little stern, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, it's not good for you to know some things." ”

Wen Xiang flattened her mouth, so she didn't ask.

……

Before meeting Emperor Jing, Wen Xiang knew that Song Nanzhou was also a powerful faction-

Looking at his coquettish and coquettish appearance in front of Emperor Jing, which was different from his usual cold and arrogant appearance, Wen Xiang's heart collapsed for a while.

And Emperor Jing's various tolerance, pampering, and kindness to Song Nanzhou also opened Wen Xiang's eyes - compared to Prince Cheng's father who was always blowing his beard and glaring at Song Nanzhou, Wen Xiang was almost suspicious, this Emperor Jing was Song Nanzhou's father.

Although there are all kinds of slanders, Wen Xiang has not forgotten to do the right thing.

Calmly using her superpowers to search for the location of Concubine Yi, she was actually a little worried, the palace was too big, and the range of her clairvoyance was limited, so she was afraid that Concubine Yi's palace was not in her line of sight, then she would be blind.

But she was lucky, and soon, she saw the "Yihe Palace" that Song Nanzhou had told her before, and she also successfully saw the pale and haggard palace beauty lying on the big bed.

Concubine Yi was awake, and at this time her pale face showed a look of pain. The little palace maid next to her hurriedly took the pill, helped her up after melting the water, and fed her the medicine. But as soon as she lay down, Concubine Yi coughed painfully, and spit out the medicine she had just taken.

The little palace maid was so anxious that her eyes were red, and she hurriedly said something and was about to run out, but she was held by Concubine Yi's withered and thin hand, she shook her head very hard, and did not let the little palace maid go out.

The little palace maid couldn't, so she had to help her lie down again with tears in her eyes, and cover her with a quilt.

Wen Xiang's eyes fell on the lower abdomen covered by Concubine Yi's hands under the quilt.

Concubine Yi, this is a stomachache?

Wen Xiang stared again, staring at her lower abdomen, her gaze penetrating her clothes, through her skin and muscles, and when she could see the contents of her stomach clearly, Wen Xiang almost screamed.

As if sensing Wen Xiang's unstable emotions, Song Nanzhou, who was soothing with Emperor Jing's slanted slanting, stroked Wen Xiang on his thumb.

"Uncle Huang, then it is decided, and when the time comes, those centurions of mine will be promoted by your own order, and let them be glorified in front of their own families."

Emperor Jing pointed at Song Nanzhou, looking helpless, "It's just a centurion, I really haven't made a will to be promoted to a centurion in my life." You monkey cub, you'll find something for me. ”

"That's what you did for me first." Song Nanzhou muttered, "It's just a holy decree, you agreed to it, I have boasted to them, and I will definitely ask for this will to go back." ”

"Okay, okay, as soon as the results of tomorrow's game come out, I'll make an order, right?" In the end, Emperor Jing responded to Song Nanzhou's request.

Song Nanzhou happily thanked him and retired.

As soon as he left the palace, Song Nanzhou asked Wen Xiangdao, "What did you see just now, but you were scared?" ”

"Concubine Yi is indeed sick, except for your uncle in this world, only Princess Qing can save her." Wen Xiang's expression was solemn, and her tone was very heavy.

Song Nanzhou couldn't help but feel his heart sink: "What kind of disease did Niangniang have?" Need a bowelopen? ”

"She has a baby in her womb."

"What?" Rao is Song Nanzhou was also shocked by Wen Xiang's words and almost jumped up, then frowned, and said in a low voice, "This is impossible!" His Majesty has not set foot in the Jardine Hall for a long time, how can Concubine Yi be pregnant? ”

If this is true, it is a big scandal. Let Emperor Jing know, don't say that Concubine Yi can't keep it, I'm afraid that King Gong will also be completely disgusted, and he will never have a chance to return to Kyoto again!

Song Nanzhou's expression was cold and terrifying.

Wen Xiang hurriedly said: "The fetus in Concubine Yi's womb was not conceived recently, her fetus has been pregnant for more than ten years, or even longer. ”

Song Nanzhou was already stunned: "...... Are you kidding me? ”

He no longer has common sense to know that he is pregnant for ten months, not ten years!