The sound of the tea lid rubbing against the body of the cup, again and again, the things used by the royal family are naturally high-quality, and it should be a crisp and pleasant collision sound, but under the deliberate action of the owner, it seems a little harsh.

The hearts of the doormen also went up and down with this voice.

Unconsciously moved his gaze elsewhere, not looking at the three princes on the throne.

The doorman who had just admonished him was even more in a cold sweat, he had been with this master for some time, but he still couldn't figure out his temperament.

I have heard some rumors in the market, there are many people who serve the royal family, and there are more people and more mouths. The affairs of the inner courtyard inevitably spread some rumors, mostly chatter, and they couldn't really be heard.

I only remember that this master of Qing was drunk once and offended the concubines of the harem.

There is a romantic name in the market, and the doorman is torn between politics, only that he is an unsinkable.

It is inevitable that the young man will be a little throbbing, but he should never move the people in the inner palace.

Although it is a rumor, it is somewhat true.

When Fang just admonished, this matter also appeared in the minds of the doorman, and the third prince wanted to make a move on the way back from Wen Qiao's father and son, so he had the mind of reprimanding for a while, and he hated iron but not steel.

I didn't think much about the words, but I calmed down a little now, and I was only afraid.

With a fluttering word, the prince easily took his life, and still maintained the posture of admonishment, not daring to get up.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the doorman was a literati after all, and from the time he opened his mouth until now, he had always maintained a bowed posture, and he could only endure it.

The third prince intended to make him suffer some hardships, but the doorman was offended by what he said just now.

The sound of friction stopped, "Why hasn't Mr. sat down yet?" Someone came, and helped the gentleman to take a seat. ”

The third prince seemed to have just come back to his senses.

But which of you here is not a human spirit? Naturally, they understood his intentions, and they lowered their eyes, and gave more consideration to their future advices.

The third prince really listened to what the doorman said just now, and secretly said that he was stupid after thinking about it.

Right now, the emperor is suspicious of himself, and making a move at this time is tantamount to confirming the emperor's thoughts.

The end is to create some chaos in the country, and the emperor knows about it, and it will pass with one eye and one eye closed, and it will be more careful in the future.

If Wen Qiao's life is harmed, especially under the emperor's nose, I'm afraid that the prince will be abolished as the doorman said.

In the final analysis, the status of each country is measured by force, and the general is undoubtedly the core figure, and moving him is equivalent to moving the foundation of the country.

There was silence in the hall for a while, and the third prince squinted his eyes, and said, "Gentlemen, maybe you are tired, go back to your room to rest." ”

When the words fell, Shi Shiran, a guest of the door, retreated, and if he looked carefully, the steps under his feet were a little eager, as if he was afraid that this master would call them back again.

The third prince didn't have the energy to take care of them, but still sat firmly on the main seat, knocking on the table for a while, thinking about how to deal with the incident in the east window.

Here, Wen Qiao's father and son did not stop on the way back to Beijing, and the bandits were smooth and happy, and they missed their daughters at home, and they didn't stop on the road, and they hurried home.

When I arrived, it was not yet dawn.

Wen Qiao came back from undercover, and he heard his father say that the old lady fainted, he has been close to the old lady since he was a child, and he has always remembered it in his heart, so he decided to go back to the house first and visit the old lady.

The doorman of the house led the two of them to the stable, Wen Qiao saw that it was still early, and told the little maid not to alarm the house, where to think, as soon as he stepped into the inner courtyard, he saw Zhao Qingyan pushing the old lady to chat in the garden.

Since the day the old lady fainted, her body bones are not as good as before, and she always sleeps unsteadily at night, and in recent days, Zhao Qingyan has always tried to make the old lady happy.

She couldn't sleep, so Zhao Qingyan got up to accompany her, and every time she looked at the old lady, her heart couldn't help but sink a little.

Now when the sun and the moon are intertwined, the light is pale mixed with a little bright color.

The grandparents and grandchildren in the garden were shattered with a layer of light.

The old lady's lack of energy fell in Wen Qiao's eyes, her breath stagnated, and a vague concept flashed by, which he deliberately ignored.

Zhao Qingyan was the first to notice him, signaling not to come, the old lady dozed off when she was talking just now, it has always been like this recently, the old man slept lightly, and it was easy to wake up.

Slowly moving towards Wen Qiao, the man's eyes were fixed on Zhao Qingyan's body.

Suddenly, his eyes were lost, and with such a hot look, Zhao Qingyan's eyelashes trembled.

When he approached, he was suddenly pulled into his arms, the man's robe was showing a hint of coolness, Zhao Qingyan's body shook almost invisibly, but his hand was holding the man's waist tightly.

Wen Qiao felt Zhao Qingyan's strangeness, and was about to let go of her, but he was hugged tighter by the woman in his arms, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

Huai Enhou paced from behind, looking at the warmth of his son and daughter-in-law, not wanting to take the initiative to destroy the temporary peace.

Before she could speak, the old lady woke up faintly and coughed twice.

A pair of beautiful people in the moonlight hurriedly separated, and Huai Enhou looked at the old lady with concern, and his feet did not stop.

"Mother, you drink saliva," he poured a cup of warm tea from the side.

This is Zhao Qingyan ordered someone to be next to him, afraid that the old lady will do it.

With Huai Enhou by his side, Wen Qiao simply pulled Zhao Qingyan to the side and said something considerate.

Frowning slightly, Zhao Qingyan's eyes crossed a trace of sadness, and he slowly spoke: "Old lady, I'm afraid time is running out." ”

She didn't say that it was because she was worried about Wen Qiao's safety that the old lady fainted.

She didn't want Wen Qiao to feel guilty, and the old lady's body... Earlier, you could feel that the end was near.

Their father and son broke away from the large army and came back first, and the process of suppressing the bandits this time was tactful, presumably the third prince was aware of it, the sooner they returned to the city, the better, and the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.

So Huai Enhou chatted with the old lady for a while, and then took Wen Qiao into the palace.

They need to report to the emperor about the suppression of bandits.

It was already dawn, and the Wen family father and son went all the way to the palace. When the emperor heard that they were coming, he immediately sent them in.

"Minister, participate in the emperor!" The Wen family father and son saluted in unison.

"Hurry up," the emperor gave him a seat.

The success of the suppression of bandits was not expected by the emperor, "Aiqing does things, I have always been at ease." ”

With a wave of his hand, "Someone!" Reward! ”

"Thank you Lord Longen", the Wen family is a family of military generals, and they have always been loyal, and rewards are common, so they are not shocked.

"Your Majesty, there is one thing," the father and son considered and were about to tell the Holy Lord about the matter of the three princes.

Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by the emperor's words: "I'll talk about it later, I want you to pay for it first, Wen Qiao, when you disappeared, Zhao Qingyan insisted on looking for someone, and I couldn't stop it, I wanted to send someone to protect her, but something went wrong, and Zhao Qingyan was injured." ”

No wonder Zhao Qingyan shook when he hugged him, and Xu touched the wound.

Wen Qiao's hand holding the teacup almost didn't hold it steady, during his undercover period, he secretly fought with the people of the three princes, and the three princes' subordinates acted ruthlessly, and the hidden weapons were quenched with poison, and they were extremely vicious.

The poisoning did not appear a few days ago, and when the poison was integrated into the bones and blood, he died directly, and he was weak to return to heaven.

Worried about Zhao Qingyan in his heart, and a little impatient on his face, the emperor was relieved and stopped talking.

"I know you're worried, so go back."

Wen Qiao didn't shirk either, got up and left, Huai Enhou couldn't stop him, so he had to follow.

After entering the house, Wen Qiao asked the housekeeper where Zhao Qingyan was.

Mrs. Cheng, the old lady and Zhao Qingyan were in the side hall of the old lady.

I don't know what to talk about, Wen Qiao heard a crisp laugh before he reached the door.

When he entered the room, he didn't care about anything else, grabbed Wen Qiao and asked about the characteristics of the wound carefully, Zhao Qingyan was pinched a little painfully, but looking at the eagerness on Wen Qiao's face, he still answered every question honestly.

This man is always calm, and now the mask of indifference seems to be broken, which makes Zhao Qingyan raise his eyebrows strangely.

After getting Zhao Qingyan's answer, Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the purpose of those people was only to intercept Zhao Qingyan, and they did not kill him.

The old lady and Mrs. Cheng were stunned when they looked at the scene in front of them, and then laughed. Kindly teasing the two.

After a long time, Mrs. Cheng also has a little good impression of Zhao Qingyan, and she is not as needley as before.

Now that the two elders laughed at it, the tips of Zhao Qingyan's ears couldn't help but dye some color.