Mrs. Cheng, who had a single coat on her shoulder, walked out of the room, she glanced at the few people present, and finally asked the guard standing in the middle, wearing a suit of armor, "The third watch came to my house in the middle of the night, what happened?"

Her tone sounded condescending.

The guard didn't say anything to Mrs. Cheng's tone, he only hugged his fist to Mrs. Cheng and replied: "Wen Shizi has arrived at the palace, but he is already in a coma, and at this time the Tai Hospital is being treated, and His Majesty specially sent me to inform Madame."

The faces of several people present changed, but it was still night at this time, and it was pitch black all around, and there was no expression on the faces of others. Mrs. Cheng's heart was beating hard by the guard's words, and she moved forward, this time her tone finally brought out an anxious meaning, "My son is injured?"

Without waiting for the guard to answer, Mrs. Cheng hurriedly spun around in place, one hand clenched into a fist and knocked on her other palm from time to time. The guard replied, "The imperial doctor has already said that Wen Shizi is fine, but he fainted because of the excessive fatigue of the past few days."

After completing the emperor's instructions, the guards saluted Mrs. Cheng and slowly turned around and left. When he was about to walk out of the courtyard, Mrs. Cheng suddenly stopped him and asked, "Then can I go into the palace to see him now?" The guard nodded and replied, "Madame wants to go, so naturally she can."

After saying this, the guard disappeared. When Mrs. Cheng heard the news, her original sleepiness had dissipated, she glared in the dark environment very energetically, and said angrily: "Wen Qiao was originally good, how could something suddenly happen!"

She had already walked into the room with one foot, but suddenly stopped. Then she withdrew all her body, looked at the room next to her fiercely, and spit out a gritted sentence from her mouth after being silent for a long time, "It must be this disaster again, if it weren't for him, how could my son suddenly faint!"

"It must be because of her!" Mrs. Cheng repeated in a more accentuated tone. Uncle Zhong sighed secretly as she listened, and she saw that Mrs. Cheng was now looking like she was going to push Zhao Qing no matter what, and there was no other way.

Just like a terminally ill patient, no matter how much the doctor treats him, he is destined to be unable to escape. And Mrs. Cheng should have hated Zhao Qing in recent days, and no matter what happens in the future, she can't solve their grievances and grievances.

It's just that the words in the mouth of the guards who came to the house are even more of a headache, how could Wen Qiao suddenly faint? And he has already returned to the capital? There is no spare time for Zhong Bo to think about it.

Mrs. Cheng scolded Zhao Qing a few times at the door and then entered the house, "Uncle Zhong!" Mrs. Cheng shouted inside the room. Uncle Zhong, who was still thinking about the grievances between Mrs. Cheng and Zhao Qing at the door, was called back by Mrs. Cheng's voice.

He walked into Madame's room with his head bowed and cried out in a low voice, "Madame." Mrs. Cheng was already sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and the maid behind her was carefully combing her hair. Mrs. Cheng said: "You go and prepare the carriage, I will go into the palace to see Wen Qiao." If I don't see him, I won't be at ease. ”

Uncle Zhong glanced at Mrs. Cheng's room, which was still a few hours before dawn. Zhong Bo thought about the palace, and had to speak out to dissuade him: "Madam, it's not dawn yet. The palace gate must not have been opened yet, you are in a hurry to see the prince, but you can't enter it at this time!"

Bolder words, Zhong Bo thought in his heart, but did not say it in the end. The emperor is still in charge of the whole world, and the palace is only the emperor's territory. What is Mrs. Cheng's identity? Did she really think that her status was big enough to come and go in the palace at will?

"Alright, don't comb it!" Mrs. Cheng casually stopped the movements of the maid behind her, her tone was impatient, and as soon as she moved her hand, none of the maids behind her paid attention, and her hands were hit by Mrs. Cheng. The maid screamed in fright and urgency, and the comb in her hand accidentally fell to the ground as soon as she relaxed.

Seeing that this maid was so uneasy, Mrs. Cheng's temper rushed up again, "How do you do things!" Before Mrs. Cheng could say the worse words, the maid quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mrs. Cheng in fear, "I'm sorry, Madam, I was careless, I was wrong!"

The maid was crying, and her thin body kneeling on the ground was trembling slightly. Mrs. Cheng was inexplicably suppressed by her reaction, and her eyes turned cold in an instant. "." In the end, Mrs. Cheng simply turned around, closed her eyes and made a gesture to the maid on the ground, and said, "Don't appear in front of me again in the future."

Seeing that Mrs. Cheng didn't punish herself this time, the maid got up and ran away. Uncle Zhong lowered his body and smiled at Mrs. Cheng, and said, "It's still early, Madam, you can rest for a while." As soon as the morning dawns, I will prepare a carriage to take you to the palace. ”

"Hmm." Mrs. Cheng was satisfied, and looked at the mirror in the bronze mirror and answered. After temporarily solving Mrs. Cheng's problem, Uncle Zhong slowly withdrew, and cautiously closed the door for Mrs. Cheng.

It was indeed early, and Uncle Zhong, who was dark all around, stood outside Mrs. Cheng's door and looked up at the dark sky for a while. It wasn't until the lights in Mrs. Cheng's room were extinguished again that he walked to the door of the side room. He raised his hand and tapped lightly, and whispered inside, "The princess." ”

There was a quiet movement in the room, "Uncle Zhong." It was Zhao Qingyan's voice. Her voice was low, so low that it was almost inaudible. Zhao Qingyan answered, and Zhong Bo knew what happened at the door just now, and Zhao Qingyan had already heard it.

Sure enough, as soon as he thought about it in his heart, Zhao Qingyan asked him out loud, "Wen Qiao, is there anything wrong with him?" As for whether Wen Qiao had anything to do, Zhong Bo had never seen it with his own eyes, and he didn't know. However, with the words of the guard just now, Zhong Bo still replied: "Princess, don't worry. As soon as it was dawn, I followed my wife to the palace to have a look. You wait with peace of mind. ”

Wen Qiao is back, which means that Zhao Qingyan has been saved. After talking to Zhao Qingyan, Zhong Bo quietly turned around and left the West Courtyard.

In recent days, Zhao Qingyan has been locked in the room by Mrs. Cheng and not allowed to come out. During this period, Wen Zichen took Ling Yi to make trouble a few times, and also rescued Zhao Qingyan. But as long as Mrs. Cheng saw that Ling was not there, she would take someone to arrest Zhao Qingyan again.

After repeating this several times, Ling Yihao made an agreement with Mrs. Cheng. Zhao Qingyan didn't leave the room, but Mrs. Cheng couldn't treat her harshly. After thinking about both sides like this, although Zhao Qingyan couldn't get out of the room, Mrs. Cheng asked her servants to prepare a bed for her in the room.

She also stopped doing anything to Zhao Qingyan, but she was not allowed to leave her room, which was regarded as house arrest in disguise.