Lu Qingyuan returned to Ning'an Palace, handed over the flowers to the palace maid to take them and inserted them in the vase, and sat down next to the queen to talk to her.

"Auntie, the emperor didn't even come to visit you when you were sick, I heard that the emperor seemed to have gone to Concubine Qing when I was picking flowers in the garden." She took the water poured by the palace maid and handed it to the queen, her tone seemed to be uneven, "The little prince is sick and the emperor is in a hurry to see him, and you have been sick for two days, but you have not stepped into this Ning'an Palace until now." The emperor is favoritism, even if he loves Concubine Qing again, but you are the queen, he doesn't care about you at all, and the kite is really worthless for you. ”

Concubine Qing's son is sick, and she knows about this queen, but she is also sick, but the treatment on both sides makes the queen feel cold.

She pinched the small white jade cup in her hand, her fingers were forceful, her fingertips turned white, and her eyes showed a touch of hatred, and she sneered: "Heh, so what? Concubine Qing is favored again, and the son she gave birth to is loved by the emperor, what can she do? As you said, this palace is the queen, and Che'er of this palace is the prince, the prince, and the future emperor of this Dasheng Dynasty. Is it possible that the emperor will abolish Che'er and let Concubine Qing's son be the crown prince? ”

"What my aunt said is that my cousin was born as a noble prince, and no one can compare with this. You are the most noble queen, and you will be the most noble queen mother in the future, all this you have, those women in the harem can't compare to it anyway. ”

Lu Qingyuan deserves to be the queen's favorite niece, and what she said won her heart, the queen put down the cup in her hand, took her hand, and told her what she had been thinking about for a long time: "Iris, there is something I want to ask you in this palace." ”

Lu Qingyuan looked well-behaved, and said with a light smile: "Auntie, you say, I'll listen!" ”

"You're not young anymore, I'm thinking about it, it's time for you to get married." After a pause, he continued, "Although Che'er has a side concubine, the position of the main concubine has always been vacant. You have had a good relationship since childhood, and if you become a husband and wife, you will definitely be able to respect each other as guests. ”

Lu Qingyuan didn't expect that what the queen said was to let her marry the crown prince and become the crown princess, she was a little shocked for a while, her eyes widened slightly, and she didn't reply immediately.

The queen thought she was unwilling, frowning slightly, "What, you don't want to?"

Lu Qingyuan hurriedly shook his head: "How come!" It's just that...... Cousin, will he agree? ”

Toru Beitang is twenty years old this year, one year older than Lu Qingyuan.

"Don't worry about this, if this palace asks him to marry, he must marry! You wait, and when the palace is well in two days, you will ask the emperor for a decree to give you two a marriage. ”

Lu Qingyuan and Prince Beitang Toru can be said to have grown up together since childhood, but she actually doesn't like this cousin very much.

Kitado Toru is not bad-looking, and he can even be called handsome, but he has a good skin, and his character is really not good. But he disguised himself well in front of the emperor, and the things that the emperor gave him to do were basically completed beautifully, and his reputation abroad was not bad. But Lu Qingyuan clearly knew what the other party's true feelings were.

Beitang Che is a two-faced person, inconsistent on the outside, Lu Qingyuan has seen him force the palace maid in his palace several times, and threatened the other party not to say it, otherwise he will send her out of the palace and sell her to a brothel.

Regarding what the queen just said about letting her marry the crown prince as the crown princess, she didn't show it on her face, but she was a little hesitant in her heart. But after thinking about it carefully, thinking of the life that Yuan Quanquan is living now and her smug face in front of her, she feels that marrying the prince is the best choice for her now.

The crown prince is the future emperor, if she becomes the crown princess, then she is the future queen, the most noble woman in the world except for the queen mother. At that time, look at what Lu Qingyang's little slut still compares to her, and how he can be embarrassed in front of her.

Thinking like this, the hesitation in her heart quickly disappeared, and she said to the queen with a smile: "Thank you, aunt, this matter is all arranged by aunt." ”

Yuan Quanquan waited in the small pavilion for about a quarter of an hour, feeling that the ankle he twisted had slowly swollen into a steamed bun, squeezing the socks and swelling, thinking that Murong Zhen was afraid that he hadn't forgotten her here, right?

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a familiar call: "Little circle! ”

As soon as she looked up, she saw her man rushing towards her at a speed that was fast enough to emerge from the afterimage.

Meditation was called by Beitang to discuss matters in the imperial study, and as soon as he said a few words, he heard someone outside report that Princess Ming had accidentally broken her foot and was waiting in the small pavilion in the garden east of the imperial garden.

The meditation cultivator immediately threw a sentence to the north hall: "Brother Huang, this matter will be discussed later." Regardless of Beitangli's reaction, a gust of wind blew out of the imperial study, leaving His Majesty the Emperor staring at the wide open door and laughing angrily.

"Xiaoquan'er is deliberately making a bitter trick, do you want this king to accompany you back to the house earlier?" Although he said that he was joking, his eyes were full of distress, and he didn't say a word, and picked him up, "It seems that in the future, you will still have to follow this king inch by inch......"

Yuan Huanhuan wrapped his arms around his neck and "cut", "This time it's just an accident, and I'm not so unlucky every time." ”

The meditation cultivator was noncommittal, and quickly left the palace with the person in his arms and returned to the Mingwang Mansion.

And when the cultivator left with the Yuan Circle, on the corridor not far away, Murong Zhen looked at it from a distance with a strange expression, thinking of what the Yuan Circle had said to him before, he was stunned, and only after a while did he turn around and leave, and went to the Dawn Palace.

When Xiao Zhi and Xiang'er saw that their princess was hugged back by the prince, the princess's face was still a little pale, and they immediately made a fuss: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Mother, what's going on? How to ......"

Yuan Quanquan leaned on the shoulder of the meditation cultivator and waved his hand at the two little girls, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I accidentally twisted it, don't make it look like I have a broken leg." ”

The leg wasn't broken, but it wasn't much better.

When Jieya came in from the outside, he saw her feet swollen like pig's trotters, and stood next to her and said cool words: "Yo, you have eaten too much pig's trotters in the circle, have you overdone it?" ”

Throwing a roll of the eyes, Yuan Quanquan was very curious about how such an unserious person became the king of Hades? Is their underworld personnel department so low?

"yes, do you want to make up for it for you?"

"Eh, thank you for your kindness, no need. I don't like to eat pig's trotters. ”

The two of them were poor, the shoes and socks of the Yuan Circle were removed, and they sat on the bed staring at their "pig's trotters", secretly sighing that they were unlucky.

He sat down next to her, lifted her feet up on his lap, and asked her, "Does it hurt?" ”

Yuan Quanquan said "hmm", and his expression didn't matter: "It's okay, if you don't move, it won't hurt." ”

Shen Xiu glanced at Xiao Zhi and Xiang'er, who were standing by the bed with worried faces, and were silent for a moment, then gently put a hand on the injured ankle of the Yuan Circle, seemingly caressing gently, but in fact he was using a spell to treat her.

But it's a treatment, but it's just a pain relief for her. Let the lump go away in an instant, this thing is too weird to arouse suspicion.

With the spell of meditation, the Yuan Circle soon felt no pain.

But the redness and swelling really couldn't go away for a while.

Xiao Zhi looked at the large area of redness and swelling, and then realized that she was "oops", and then remembered that she was going to ask for a doctor, and as soon as she turned around, she was stopped by the Yuan Circle: "Come back!" ”

The meditation cultivators have already helped her relieve the pain, as for this redness and swelling, it will disappear after a while, and the Yuan Quanquan is not worried at all.

"What kind of doctor, I don't have any pain anymore, just rest for two days."

No matter how good a doctor is, he is not as good as her man.

Xiao Zhi thought that she was just saying this to comfort herself, she was so red and swollen like this, how could it not hurt?

The little girl obviously didn't believe it.

Jieya is the person who knows best whether what the Yuan Circle says is true or false, except for the parties involved. He opened the fan with a bang, fanned the cold wind in the cold world, and smiled casually: "Your princess really won't hurt." He glanced at a certain ghost king who gently relieved the pain for his princess, and said in a teasing tone, "Because of the power of your lord's love, any pain will disappear." ”

Xiao Zhi glanced at Jieya like a mentally retarded person: "......"

In the end, Xiao Zhi didn't go to the doctor, she saw that there was indeed no pain on her young lady's face, so she ran to the kitchen in disbelief and stewed bone broth for her.

Although it didn't hurt, she still had to recuperate, and Yuan Quanquan was ordered to lie on the bed by the meditation cultivator, and only allowed her to go down to the ground when the redness and swelling were completely gone.

And the day after her foot twisted, Murong Zhen actually came to visit her.

"Murong, why are you here?" was helped by Xiang'er to sit on the chaise longue, and the Yuan circle was a little surprised.

Murong Zhen handed over a century-old ginseng to Xiao Zhi, swept his gaze at her left foot, and replied: "Yesterday, I happened to talk to my sister about the princess's injury, and my sister ordered me to visit the princess on her behalf. After a pause, he added, "...... My sister cares about her mother very much. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Quanquan replied with a smile: "Concubine Qing has a heart, thank you Concubine Qing for me, I'm fine, I can rest for two more days and be completely fine, so she doesn't have to worry." She has to take good care of the little prince. ”

"Well, I'll tell you."

The early dynasty of meditation has not returned, Murong Zhen is a man after all, and it is not suitable to stay with the married woman of Yuanquanquan for too long, he finished what his sister explained, and only stayed for a while before leaving.

And just after he walked out of the palace and rode away, outside the gate of the palace of Mingwang, in a corner across the street, a sneaky figure quickly disappeared in place after Murong left.

Half an hour later, in the courtyard of the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lu Qingyuan listened to Huilian's report, pondered for a while, called Huilian, and said something in his ear. After hearing this, Huilian responded: "Yes, Miss, the slave will go now." ”

Half a day later, Huilian came back and reported the news in her ear.

Lu Qingyuan held the stove in his hand, his palms were warm, but his smile was cold: "Lu Qingyang, I really didn't expect you to have such a wonderful past...... Wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't make good use of it? ”

Two days later, there was a sudden burst of remarks in the capital, saying that the current Princess Ming, the former second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, had a leg with the son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War!