April in the world is full of flowers.

The locust trees in the cold palace are luxuriant, and the wind shadow is passing by, and it rustles into the hall.

Ran Ran took the steps of a beginner, staggered up the embroidery pier, and reached out to grab the snacks on the plate to eat.

It was a pear blossom cake made by Xue Chengcheng himself, and after being put for several days, it was already cold and hard.

He took two bites in confusion, then turned back and climbed onto the couch.

Xue Chengcheng lay motionless on the couch, his temples were white, his cheeks and abdomen were faintly bruised and swollen, his skin was incredibly soft, and his body faintly emitted a disgusting smell.

"Grandmother......" Ran Ran put the dim sum to Xue Chengcheng's lips, "Grandmother, eat, cake ......"

There were still a lot of snacks scattered around Xue Chengcheng's pillow, which were all fed to her by Ran Ran, but she couldn't eat them.

Ran Ran tilted his head in confusion, held the pear blossom cake and thought about it, and carefully continued to bite the remaining cake.

In the side hall of the cold palace, several palace maids are sitting together playing sparrow cards.

One of them played a card and said with a smile: "The Queen Mother is getting old, but her temper is becoming more and more eccentric and stubborn, she doesn't let us enter the palace to serve, and she doesn't allow us to get close to that little mongrel, for fear that we will harm that little mongrel." ”

"Isn't it? The older she gets, the more confused she becomes, her own son doesn't hurt, but she treats that little bastard as a treasure, and she is suspicious at every turn, one moment she says that we are assassins sent by Nangong Nana, and the other time she says that Hua Guifei wants to harm her grandson, which is ridiculous! ”

"Eh, I'm!"

A pink-shirted palace maid took out a copper coin and paid it to the one who won, and said with some hesitation: "Speaking of which, we haven't seen the Queen Mother for a few days, she is old, if there is a good one, we can't afford that responsibility." Why don't we go and see her in the temple? ”

The palace ladies glanced at each other and went to the hall together.

The moment the door of the temple was opened, the smell of corpses came to the face, the queen mother had been dead for many days, the corpse had become bruised and swollen, and the little mongrel was sitting next to him with a pear blossom cake, and was carefully eating it.

The palace maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they knelt on the ground with a "plop", and finally the older one who had seen the world hurriedly cried and ran out of the cold palace, shouting "The Queen Mother is dead".

Ran Ran sat obediently and skillfully, not understanding what "the Queen Mother's funeral" meant.

He ate the last piece of pear blossom cake that Xue Chengcheng made before he died, and secretly said that his grandmother was just asleep and would wake up to play with him after a while.

……

The Imperial Study.

Su Runmo, Xiao Tingxiu, and Wu Song were all there, sitting on the circle chairs one by one, silently staring at the little guy crawling on the carpet.

Ran Ran cried while crawling, pouting his ass and looking for his grandmother, but no one paid attention to him.

Su Runmo stroked his wide sleeves, "The Queen Mother's funeral is not difficult to deal with, what is difficult to deal with is this little thing." By the way, Xiangye doesn't have any children under his knees, why don't you take them back and raise them? ”

Xiao Tingxiu glanced at him calmly, "The national teacher doesn't have any children under his knees, why don't you take them back and raise them?" ”

Wu Song casually built the flower branches, and said lightly: "The emperor has slept long enough, our family thinks that it is better to report this matter to Qianhe Palace and let him decide for himself." ”

Su Runmo smiled sarcastically, "He decreed that no one should be allowed to enter the Qianhe Palace to disturb him, and those who violate it will be executed." Dare to ask Lord Wu, how are we going to repay him? ”

Wu Song laughed twice, "The law does not blame the public." ”

The crowd pondered for a moment, and then agreed to his suggestion.

Su Runmo ordered the guards to smash open the palace door, and the Qianhe Palace has been banned for more than a month, and the palace is overgrown and desolate, and there is no figure of half of the palace maids.

Wu Song stepped into the dormitory with Ran Ran in his arms, the curtains in the hall were closed, the light was very dim, and the silence was so quiet that a pin could be heard.

The hall is filled with strange incense, which is rich and soothing and makes people drowsy.

Wu Song distributed a few Qingxin Pills to the others, only to make the effect of the strange fragrance slightly weakened.

They looked at the dragon couch, where clothes and boots were thrown around, and the dragon tent was closed, and their king was probably still asleep.

Su Runmo silently made a "please" gesture to Wu Song.

Wu Song raised his eyebrows, obviously he spoke beautifully when he was in the imperial study, but he still didn't dare to disturb Xiao Tingchen when it came to the end, so he coughed lightly twice, and compared a "do you want to come back another day" mouth.

But Xiao Tingxiu had already calmly sat down on the embroidery pier, and he had no intention of leaving.

Su Runmo and Wu Song pushed and shoved for a long time, woke up from sleep, and suddenly cried with their throats, "Grandmother...... Woo woo woo want grandmother, grandmother! ”

The three were taken aback.

Wu Song subconsciously covered Ranran's mouth and looked nervously at the dragon couch.

In a moment, a long sigh came from inside the dragon tent.

It didn't take long for a slender palm with distinct knots to slowly unveil the tent.

Xiao Tingchen was naked, with the green silk cage on one side, his demonic face was full of displeasure that he had not woken up, and bloodshot was faintly visible under his peach blossom eyes.

He looked at a few people without emotion, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "What are you doing?" ”

Saying this, as if afraid that they would disturb Su Jiu, he pulled up the bright yellow satin and tightly covered the girl sleeping in the dragon couch.

Wu Song and the others hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

The three of you, you look at me and I stare at you for a long time, until Xiao Tingchen's patience is about to run out, and Xiao Tingxiu reports the news of Xue Chengcheng's funeral.

After the report, except for Ran Ran who was still crying, the whole palace fell silent again.

Xiao Tingchen sat silently on the edge of the dragon couch and casually covered the curtain for Su Jiu.

He lit his pipe and lowered his eyes to swallow the mist.

During this time, he was unkempt, and the blue and black stubble growing on his jaw made him a little haggard and untouched.

Finally pumped enough, he said in a hoarse voice: "They are all the best ministers in the court, what about the funeral, do you still need me to teach you?" ”

Wu Song said respectfully: "It's not that I don't know how to hold a funeral, but I don't know how to deal with Su Ran." ”

Xiao Tingchen glared at the little guy in his arms.

The little one was about unattended for the past two days, and his shirt was stained with saliva and cake crumbs, and he was kicking his legs and waving his fists and crying out to his grandmother.

He motioned for Wu Song to hand Su Ran over.

He grabbed the little guy's back collar with one hand and stared at him in mid-air, "Grandmother? What kind of thing are you, Xue Chengcheng is your grandmother? ”

The little guy could only understand the words, but he intuitively felt that the man in front of him was bullying him, so he just cried with his mouth open.

Xiao Tingchen was so noisy that his head hurt, he threw him to Wu Song, and said coldly: "Throw it into the cold palace, just find two palace maids to take care of it." This kind of trivial matter, is it worth your trouble? ”

He was about to continue his stay when the tomb suddenly appeared in the temple.

She stood with her sword in her hands, "Your Majesty, there is news from the southern Xinjiang. ”

Xiao Tingchen paused.

The tomb continued: "The Duchess said that she gave the flower to Miss Su in order to save her life. As for how to wake up, she was helpless. She also said that if there is someone in the world who can wake up Miss Su, then it must be the holy hand of the national doctor, Lu Qing. ”