Tong Qingyan held the small box in her arms and looked at the string of beads on the tray on the table.

"Niangniang also liked the eighth princess back then, right?"

Chu Shumo was already a little sleepy, but she didn't expect Tong Qingyan to take the initiative to mention the eighth princess, and followed her line of sight and looked at the string of eyeballs.

"I'll order someone to put this away again, after all, it's a bit unlucky, and I can't really give this to you."

"No, I still like it, the eighth princess didn't have a chance to get this bead string, and now it's my blessing, and when it comes to me, I should cherish it."

Chu Shumo glanced at Tong Qingyan, her face was frank and calm, not like lying, so she didn't say anything to put it away.

"The eighth princess is deeply favored by the emperor, who dares not to like her in the entire palace. As a queen, I have no heirs, relying on my friendship with the concubine, Anyang is much closer to me, every time I come, I call my mother affectionately, of course I like her. ”

Chu Shumo looked intoxicated with memories, and Tong Qingyan nodded from time to time in cooperation.

In Chu Shumo's memories, this eighth princess is an innocent little girl, and she is simply the only sunlight shining into Fengwu Palace in this abyss-like palace.

Tong Qingyan did not doubt the queen's love for the eighth princess, but she also knew how loud the slap of a princess who was deeply loved by the emperor was to other concubines who gave birth to princes.

"Does the eighth princess look more like the emperor or more like the concubine's stepmother?"

"Well...... The palace feels more like a concubine, the eyebrows and eyes are like the emperor, and it is also fate, the children in the palace are like their respective mothers, only Anyang's eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as the emperor's, you have three points like her, and it is also like the eyebrows and eyes, if you look carefully, you can even say that your eyebrows and eyes are like the emperor. ”

This sentence was a bit heavy, and Chu Shumo also knew that he couldn't say that, so he smiled and stopped.

Tong Qingyan's face did not show any emotion, and no one knew what emotions flashed in her lowered eyes.

When Song Zhan woke up Emperor Jiakang from the quilt in the Palace of Heart Cultivation and sat up, he didn't feel guilty at all, Emperor Jiakangdi sat on the dragon bed wrapped in the quilt, and he didn't even have the desire to blow his beard and stare at him.

"What are you doing in the palace when you're not at home in the morning?!"

In the end, the voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, and it looked like he was going to sleep again.

Song Zhan was accustomed to the appearance of Jiakangdi when he was in bed, and remembered that when he was a child, he came to the palace to find Jiakangdi during the Chinese New Year, and Jiakangdi was wrapped in a quilt to talk to himself every time, and he fell asleep again while talking, and he fell asleep while sitting!

"Your Majesty, Weichen made an appointment with the county lord today."

"Oh."

"But the county lord was summoned into the palace by the queen."

"Well, then you go find her."

"Weichen is a foreign man, and it is not in accordance with the rules to enter the harem."

"Let Li Zhong go."

"Weichen thinks it's better for the emperor to go in person."

"Okay."

After finishing it, I didn't see Jia Kangdi open his eyes and get up, Song Zhan's face became even colder, and he wanted to lift the bright yellow bed tent and pull Jia Kangdi out of the bed.

"Your Royal Highness, why don't you go outside and wait?"

Li Zhong looked at Song Zhan vigilantly, afraid that he would rush in and pull the emperor out in the next second, so he kindly pointed outside and suggested.

Song Zhan glanced at Li Zhong and was unmoved.

"Please also ask the emperor to move to Fengwu Palace, and Weichen is willing to go with him."

“......”

There was no movement inside, and you didn't need to look at it to know that you must have fallen asleep again.

Li Zhong squeezed his eyes at Song Zhan, his eyes were about to blink out of his sockets, and he finally watched Song Zhan put down his hand and turned out.

As soon as Song Zhan went out, a corner of the bright yellow tent was lifted from inside.

"Your Majesty, ...... you wake up"

"Shhhh

"Oh, Your Majesty, aren't you asleep?"

Li Zhong cooperated with a low voice and stepped forward to ask.

"Nonsense, I don't pretend to be asleep, do I really get up and go to the queen to ask for someone? On such a cold day, if you don't sleep well at home, what are you tossing? ”

Jia Kangdi's whole body was wrapped in a bright yellow satin quilt, only one head was exposed, and he pouted at Li Zhong.

"You go to the queen's palace to see, what kind of fame is there, the harmful people chase their daughters-in-law and children to the palace, what are they like!"

"Yes."

Li Zhong turned around and went out, and Emperor Jiakang shrank his head and continued to lie back to sleep.

As soon as Li Zhong came out, Song Zhan turned around, his eyes swept inside, and nodded towards Li Zhong.

"The emperor has finished explaining?"

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World knows?" Li Zhong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly, these two people are really interesting, "Since the prince knows that the emperor is pretending to be asleep, you can also understand that the emperor is tired from working on state affairs, and the old slave will accompany you to Fengwu Palace." ”

"No need, in this cold day, my father-in-law should stay in the Heart Cultivation Palace, in case of frostbite, the emperor will not be served by you, I am afraid it will not be comfortable."

After speaking, without waiting for Li Zhong to say anything, Song Zhan walked away with his head held high.

As far as his own ear power is concerned, what Emperor Jiakang and Li Zhong said inside just now was enough for Song Zhan to leave the palace and wait.

None of what happened in the palace could hide from the emperor's eyes and ears, the queen summoned Tong Qingyan into the palace early in the morning, and the emperor must have received the news as soon as possible.

Since he said that he was chasing his daughter-in-law, he gave a verbal letter, and Tong Qingyan didn't need to worry about her safety in the palace today.

Song Zhan had just walked to the gate of the palace, and Tong Qingyan's soft sedan chair had slowly arrived.

Looking at the person who came down from the soft sedan chair, Song Zhan's eyebrows and eyes suddenly softened, and today Tong Qingyan was also wearing a sky blue jacket with a blue-green cotton skirt, which matched her new clothes very well.

"How did you get into the palace?"

Tong Qingyan didn't know that Song Zhan had already gone to the Heart Cultivation Hall to toss Emperor Jiakang, and only entered the palace when he was him, Song Zhan didn't say much, just smiled.

"I'm here to pick you up, didn't you say that you were going to meet Tang Nuo at Babaopu today?"

Tong Qingyan did not doubt him, and shook the hand stove that had been replaced with new charcoal in Fengwu Palace, it was so warm and comfortable, I really hope that this winter will pass quickly, it is too cold.

Song Zhan slowly approached Tong Qingyan, took half a step slower, and opened the cloak with one hand behind Tong Qingyan, protecting Tong Qingyan's heart.

This action made the beautiful woman smile in exchange, and the gaze that retracted after looking at each other was enough for Song Zhan to see his figure and face in his eyes at that moment.

This feeling of only having each other in their eyes is really good, so good that Song Zhan suddenly had a mood like this in this life and this life at this moment.

The two walked slowly like this, Tong Qingyan didn't propose to take the carriage, and Song Zhan didn't think about riding a horse.

Yang Ruihai closed his chin with his hands and didn't turn back for a long time, just stood at the gate of the palace and looked at Song Zhan and Tong Qingyan who had walked away.

"Damn, Song Zhan, this kid really likes that little girl who has not dried up?! This...... Is this still human?! ”

Su Yu, who was many steps behind Song Zhan and Tong Qingyan, listened to Yang Ruihai's words word by word.

Isn't it, still human? The iron tree blooms more and more, and I don't know how to take care of myself as a bachelor.