Ding Weilan nodded, leaned closer, hugged the person, patted his back with his hand, and wanted to comfort him, but his voice should not be as good as Mo Lingyun, so he simply gave up.

When the imperial doctors, eunuchs, and palace maids outside heard this sudden movement, they thought something was wrong, and ran in in a panic, but as soon as they came in, they saw the seventh prince hugging a woman she had never seen before, and Qiu Tong stood next to her, with a look of envy.

They couldn't hear what the Seventh Prince was saying, but they just speculated from that expression that nine times out of ten they were suing the emperor for his black state.

This tragic scene lasted for half an hour, and finally subsided a little, of course, not because Ding Weilan's comfort had an effect, but because it was ...... Mo Lingyun ran out of strength.

He stopped howling, tears still falling down one after another, and his hands still refused to let go, sobbing and sobbing.

Ding Weilan found an opportunity to speak.

But it seemed that asking Mo Lingyun was fruitless, so she turned around and wanted to find someone in the know.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, I saw a room full of imperial doctors, palace maids, and eunuchs, standing there with a stiff face.

Startled her, when did so many people come?

She pointed to the imperial doctor and replied.

The news I got was that the Seventh Prince had dealt with the straw paper when the emperor was going to the toilet, so that it caused great harm to a certain part of the emperor, and refused to admit his mistake and died without repentance.

Originally, there was no need to play so many boards, but this attitude really annoyed the emperor.

It is said that the emperor did not even go to the early court today, and the ministers who came to visit him almost blocked the palace gate.

I don't know which slave didn't keep the door in his mouth and leaked the news, and now the entire court knows that the emperor's dragon body is not safe.

It's really hurtful and shameful, the emperor has never suffered such a big loss since he ascended the throne, and all this stems from the sandpaper that I don't know where it came from.

After listening to this legendary story, the corners of Ding Weilan's mouth twitched, twitched again, and finally couldn't hold back.

"Hahahaha!"

"Sandpaper! Aha, no kidding, that thing is used to wipe ...... Aha, what is the emperor okay......"

The laughter could knock over the roof, and everyone present felt their scalps tingle, the corners of their mouths twitched, their heartbeats were disordered, and their hairs stood on end.

The imperial physician who spoke even more frightened motioned to Ding Weilan to silence him, if the emperor knew that she was here to laugh at him, it would be terrible.

Mo Lingyun was originally full of grievances, but when he heard Ding Weilan's laughter, his mind remembered the painful appearance of his father yesterday, so he also laughed.

Although he was seriously injured, the old man was not having a good time, even if it was flattened this time, let him know who did it, he would definitely arrest the person, clean up well, and then pull him to his father to confess his guilt and rehabilitate, and then his father would owe him favors......

Hey, hey, hey......

Thinking like this, Mo Lingyun was no longer sad.

Ding Weilan regained her strength, patted Mo Lingyun's shoulder with one hand, and her face was full of approval. "Yes, young man, you can come up with such a bad trick."

"It's not...... I didn't do it! ”

Mo Lingyun retorted very unconfidently.

At the mention of this topic, he regained his self-deprecating face, and the whole palace said that he had gone too far, and no one believed that he had not done it, just because he was a little mischievous in his daily life.

I don't know which bastard I carried the black pot for.

He thought that his mother would believe him, but he didn't even know that his mother didn't even enter the door......

Now even the third sister-in-law is in this tone, Mo Lingyun is a little injured, and she doesn't bother to explain.

"Huh? It's not what you do, why do you have to admit it. ”

"I explained, but my father didn't listen, and he even asked people to gag my mouth......" Mo Lingyun was so aggrieved that he drew a circle.

Ding Weilan couldn't help but glance back at the imperial doctor.

The imperial physician sighed, "The Seventh Prince, the emperor is already like that, don't quibble, admit your mistakes, lest the emperor be angry." ”

"He didn't do what he said."

"You are the princess of Qi, you don't know anything about the palace, you ...... If you don't persuade the Seventh Prince, if you continue like this, maybe you will have to be beaten, although the Seventh Prince is young and strong, but he can't help the board in the palace, it is better to admit his mistake, and the emperor can still ...... lightly."

"Get out!"

Before the imperial doctor finished speaking, Mo Lingyun suddenly roared with red eyes.

"Get out of here!"

"This ...... Alas......" The imperial doctor sighed and went out with the medicine box on his back, and the rest of the palace maids and eunuchs were also like frightened birds, one ran faster than the other, leaving only Ding Weilan and Qiu Tong here.

Mo Lingyun stared at the door, gritted his teeth, and looked like he couldn't help himself from crying.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Ding Weilan didn't know what to say for a while.

"Seventh Prince, it's not your fault that the slave believes in you!"

Qiu Tong stepped forward, half-knelt on the ground, and looked at Mo Lingyun.

Mo Lingyun sniffed, and two bubbles of hot tears began to accumulate in his eyes, more and more, more and more, more and more......

"Wow...... Not! ”

A hand covered it.

"Yunyun, are you hungry? Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you! ”

Mo Lingyun shed two tears and looked at Ding Weilan with a wink, "Uh-huh, really? ”

"Mmmmmm, I'll go now, where is the kitchen, forget it, I'll find it myself, Qiutong, you wait here."

"Thank you, Princess......"

Ding Weilan hurriedly went out, Mo Lingyun's cry piercing her ears, she didn't want to hear it again, it interrupted her train of thought.

It's just that when she was leaving, she glanced at Qiu Tong who was kneeling on the ground, and that kneeling posture ......

"Why are you back?"

Mo Lingyun glared at Qiu Tong with red crying eyes.

Qiu Tong's voice suddenly lowered, "Slave maid...... The subordinates are worried about the Seven Princes. ”

"I remember that I asked you to go to the Yongning Temple to help."

"Xue Ping and Xue Qing are still there, two people look at one person, they can see it." Qiu Tong hurriedly explained.

"What if a person wakes up, what if she wants to eat, drink and go to the toilet? I only said not to let the third sister-in-law know that she was awake, but I didn't say that I would let her fall asleep all the time. ”

Qiu Tong lowered her head, a little dissatisfied in her heart, just a maid, the seventh prince actually reprimanded himself for her.

Thinking about what he had buried for many years, Qiu Tong boldly asked: "The Seventh Prince is so interested in a maid, does he take a fancy to her and want to marry her as the imperial concubine?" ”

Mo Lingyun's body froze, "What are you talking about, Qingying is my friend." ”

"The Seventh Prince has more friends, and I haven't seen you care so much about anyone......

The more Qiu Tong thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case.

Mo Lingyun was already upset, and he didn't want to say more at the moment, so he replied casually, "According to what you say, when you are injured and sick, I will ask a doctor to come and see you, and you also have that kind of thought?" If this were the case, there would have been more women in my backyard than the concubines in my father's palace. ”

"This, how can this be the same?"

Qiu Tong's face turned red, on the one hand, she was a little angry, on the other hand, she had always treated herself differently as the Seventh Prince, and a large part of the reason was because of the care of the Seventh Prince when she was sick and injured. Now that he said that this matter was worthless, she was even more sad, so she shut up and stopped talking.

"In short, you have to take good care of Qingying, you can't let her get hurt, and you can't let the third sister-in-law know that she is awake, I must leave Qingying in the palace."

"How long is that going to stay?" Qiu Tong muttered quietly.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Mo Lingyun glanced at her, turned his gaze to the door, and slowly became serious with some grievances.

"Princess, how can you do such a rough job, let the minions come."

The people in the imperial dining room suddenly saw a person who was dressed like them come in, and they were stunned for a moment, and after knowing Ding Weilan's identity, they were in awe, how could they let Ding Weilan do it himself, one or two wanted to come over to help.

The princess is all ten fingers that do not touch the spring water, even if she says that she wants to go down to the kitchen, she just walks around, for example, there are often some concubines in the palace who come here to walk around, and turn their heads to tell the emperor what they have done with their own hands.

They are used to this kind of behavior of talking nonsense with their eyes open, so they subconsciously thought that Ding Weilan was the same, who would have thought that when they saw her way of cutting vegetables, everyone was dumbfounded all of a sudden, how could they cut it more slippery than them......

Now it was not only respect, but also with a sense of novelty that had been seen for a long time, a group of people surrounded Ding Weilan in a circle, and chatted happily while working.

Zhao Baixiang is naturally there, but he is not as enthusiastic as those people, firstly, he has been a royal chef for so many years, and he has never done this kind of thing, and secondly, Ding Weilan played a trick on him, he didn't want the people in the imperial dining room to know.

Therefore, not only did he not step forward to be courteous, but he also deliberately avoided a little farther away, trying to avoid Ding Weilan's sight, and single-mindedly turned the spoon and spoon after spoon......

Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me......

"Imperial Chef Zhao." Suddenly there was a heavy weight on the shoulders.

Zhao Baixiang's arm was weak, and the spoon almost fell.

Immediately after that, a smiling face floated from the side.

"I'd like to ask you something."

"......" Can he refuse?

"Lord, the emperor stopped the early dynasty today, I heard that the dragon body is not safe, and a group of ministers are blocking the palace gate, it seems that the situation is quite serious."

"Hmm."

"Lord Wang, it is rumored throughout the palace that this matter is the fault of the Seventh Prince, the Emperor beat the Seventh Prince severely, and the Imperial Doctor has been busy since the second half of the night and has never come out."

"Hmm."

"Lord Wang, a guard went to your room last night, but I didn't find your person."

"Hmm."

"Lord Wang, just say it directly, did you do what the emperor did?"

"Huh?"

Mo Huaining lifted his gaze from the book and glanced at Nighthawk.

Nighthawk swallowed in some fear.

"What are the guards looking for this king?"

Mo Huaining took his gaze back again.

Nighthawk: "......"

didn't scold him, it was definitely the prince who did the right thing.

A strong curiosity rose in Nighthawk's heart, and he wanted to ask the prince how he came up with the idea of using such a damaging trick, but he didn't have the courage to do so.

So he could only reply with a mind full of speculation: "It was a reply from Da Liangguo, sent overnight." ”

"Where is the faith?"

Nighthawk pulled a letter from his bosom and handed it over with both hands.

Mo Huaining put down the book, took the letter and unfolded it, and browsed it at a glance.

Nighthawk stood beside him, and couldn't help but be curious, so he craned his neck and poked over, only to see a few rows of words dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the words were written very large, and a few words took up a page.

No wonder the prince saw it so quickly......

Nighthawk shrank back, not reading a word.

Mo Huaining quickly read the letter, and finally let out a sneer from his mouth.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong?"

"Dugu Yan is trying to blackmail this king."

Nighthawk didn't read the letter, and he didn't understand what Mo Huaining was referring to, so he asked, "You said before that Duguyan was ambitious, this time he took the initiative to contact you, could it be that he wanted to seek cooperation?" Lord, what should we do? ”

"Hold still."

Mo Huaining spit out four words lightly, and an internal force rose between his hands, and the letter turned into crumbs in an instant.

Nighthawk scratched his head, seeing that the prince didn't have much reaction to this matter, so he didn't ask much, thinking about what he heard today, he asked tentatively, "Lord, many ministers have gone to visit the emperor, should we ...... too"

"No, no."

"......" was also rejected too quickly.

Although the prince is a hero, and the emperor has granted permission not to go to the court to discuss matters, but when this kind of thing happens, the prince does not say anything at all, and he can't help but tell the truth.

Nighthawk told Mo Huaining about his worries.

"No, no."

Mo Huaining's answer remained the same, but his face was a little more impatient.

Nighthawk didn't understand a little at this time, he lowered his voice and asked, "Lord Wang, since you have such an idea, but you don't develop your power in the court, could it be in the future...... ...... all the ministers Replaced? ”