"Isn't it normal to have something? He is a prince, and he is still in charge of such a big palace, how many affairs are there inside and outside? Besides, what does this have to do with us. ”

"Why is it okay?" Concubine Zhou sat up straight, "If you want to achieve something in the future, can't you follow your father?" If you can't even figure out what he's thinking, how can you do what he likes? ”

Lu Yun half-slumped in his chair and thought for a moment: "Actually, I didn't want to achieve anything. It's too much work. Like me, I have been a grandson of the emperor all my life, and now that the position of the king of the county is in my hands, how many people envy it can't be envied, I have to fight for those irrelevant things? ”

Concubine Zhou's face sank: "What are you talking about!" ”

Lu Yun immediately looked over.

"You don't want to work hard, do you want me to be trampled under the feet of Qiwu Palace for the rest of my life?!" Concubine Zhou's face with delicate makeup was distorted, "You will get married in less than two months, and when the Zhong family comes over, if you have this attitude again, won't it disappoint the Zhong family?"

"I begged for this marriage according to your wishes, it's rare that your father is the master of the promise to us, with his goodness, you still don't care, you are really angry with me!"

Lu Yun couldn't stand her buttoned hat, and immediately calmed down: "Okay, I'll listen to you!" Isn't it okay to do what you like? ”

Concubine Zhou took a sip of tea, glanced at him and said, "You go and find out what happened to your father and the princess last night?" Besides, when the princess returned to the Yang family, was she really visiting the sick, or was there any dispute with your father? Be sure to inquire. ”

"Got it!"

……

Lu Zhan walked out of the palace, stood on the side of the street, and then turned to Nancheng and came in the direction of the Song family's shop.

Song Xiang also had two dark circles under her eyes today, and when Lu Zhan came, she was talking to Li Su about when to go back to Fuyun Temple to ask for peace in the vein. Seeing that Lu Zhan was here, Song Xiang hurriedly led him to the side: "Aren't you going to the temple?" ”

"Exactly to go. But I think that I am afraid that it will be a bit dazzling for me to enter the temple alone, and my mother is not suitable to go out these days, so I have come to ask you to cover for me. Pretend that you are going to incense, and I will accompany you. ”

Song Xiang frowned: "Many of the pilgrims in the temple are relatives of the court, how can I go openly with you?" ”

Lu Zhan was silent.

Song Xiang looked at him like this, thinking of last night, it was not good to blindly fall into the well at this time, and after contemplating for a while, he said, "You wait for me for a while." ”

Lu Zhan obediently said "um" and waited in place.

After a while, Song Xiang picked up a few small bottles of medicine and came out, and the two went out.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Lu Zhan's footsteps became slower and slower, and Song Xiang stopped. "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhan stood outside the Miaoxin Zen Temple, looking up at the courtyard inside the door.

Miaoxin took the princess's letter, sat sadly for a while, and the little apprentice said that the "prince" was coming, and she hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes and went out the door.

As soon as he walked to the courtyard gate, he met Lu Zhan who was standing under the door.

The mother and son were stunned at the same time, and they were both a little at a loss.

In the end, Lu Zhan, who was mentally prepared all the way, found his state first, and was about to kneel down when he lifted his robe.

Song Xiang hurriedly stopped him: "Don't mess around!" Miaoxin also crossed the threshold in time, and looked left and right with excitement: "Come into the house and talk." After speaking, she turned around and walked into the house, but her hand was still holding Lu Zhan's hand.

When I entered the courtyard gate, it was obvious that I was all at ease. They stood respectfully under the door, facing Lu Zhan and Miaoxin, all with calm faces.

Song Xiang followed them to the door of the room, and when he saw the two of them enter the house, he stopped going in, leaving space for them to talk.

Lu Zhan entered the room, lifted his robe, and kowtowed to Miaoxin three times in a dignified manner, his head raised, and his voice was choked: "Mother! ”

Miaoxin's tears welled up and took him in his arms: "Get up quickly!" ”

The mother and son hugged each other for a while before sitting down, wiped away tears, and said, "Does the princess know that you are coming?" ”

Lu Zhan nodded: "I know." She asked me to do it myself. Mother, you have suffered. ”

"It's not bitter." Miaoxin raised her lips, "Although you didn't grow up in front of you, but the princess raised you so well, you have such a dedicated adoptive mother, and I can see you from time to time, what is my suffering?" You have been living all your life, but you have to remember your mother's nurturing feelings. ”

"My son knows. The two mothers' birth and nurture graces, the sons dare not forget. ”

Miao Xin shook his hand, and a string of tears rolled down.

Song Xiang stood under the door for a while, and when he heard the crying in the house disappearing, he nodded with the nuns and went out of the courtyard to the Buddhist hall.

She couldn't really see this kind of scene, because it inevitably reminded her of her own children. The most difficult thing in the world to part with is this kind of blood relationship between mother, son and mother and daughter, right? That's pretty good to the bone.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Buddha hall was solemn, she took a few sticks of incense, knelt down, and made a vow sincerely.

“…… Song Xiang? ”

As he was staring, suddenly a voice rang in his ears with a particularly piercing sound.

Song Xiang paused slightly, looked up sideways, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman standing in front of her, dressed as a young woman, staring at her with jeweled eyes.

Song Xiang only felt that these eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar, and after a while, she stood up and said in her heart that the road was narrow!

"Don't you even know me anymore?" The young woman smiled and waved her handkerchief, "You and I fought when I was a child." ”

Hearing this, Song Xiang looked indifferent: "So you still remember?" ”

"After all these years, you're still so unruly. Don't say I'm older than you, you have to call me Sister Sheng first, but you don't recognize it, you have to salute when you see me dressed up, right? When I was a child, I didn't look like a girl, and when I grew up, I was still so arrogant? ”

Tong Caiyue looked sneering, and the voice brought out by her sharp voice attracted the attention of the pilgrims next to her.

The corners of Song Xiang's lips lifted, and his eyes swept over her full of splendor: "But your outfit is not very good." ”

This Tong Caiyue's father, Tong Yun, was in the same department as Song Yu, but he was a very tricky one, and later Song Yu entered the Hanlin Academy, and Tong Yun was released. After a few years, he was transferred to Beijing again, and sometimes Song Yu and his classmates inevitably had a dinner, and when it was appropriate, they would also take Song Xiang with them.

That year, Song Xiang played chess with another girl, and this Tong Caiyue kept talking from the side, and was counted down by that girl.

Tong Caiyue said that she provoked her, and brought a maid boy to stop her on the road and teach her a lesson, although Song Xiang didn't cause trouble, she was not afraid of things, and she had already begun to learn boxing and kicking at that time, and she took turns cleaning them up one by one!

Since then, whenever Song Xiang is there, Tong Caiyue will not come.

It wasn't until she married into the palace in her previous life, and Tong Caiyue's husband also became a member of the six departments, that Song Xiang remembered her.

And the reason why I think of her is because the surname Tong is also one of the group of sour chickens who said that her sparrow turned into a phoenix!