Because of the prince's wedding, Father-in-law's carriage arrived a day late.

As soon as he saw Meng Xilan, he hurriedly saluted and pleaded guilty: "The slave is clumsy, delayed a day to deliver medicine to the fourth prince, and hopes that Her Royal Highness the princess will atone for her sins." ”

Seeing him say this, Meng Xilan said in a light tone: "Father-in-law doesn't have to be polite. Yesterday was a good day for the prince's wedding, and my father-in-law must have been on a bad side......"

She stretched the tail note long, as if reproachful.

Seeing that she was clear about the things in the palace, Gonggong Fu said bluntly: "The slave is guilty, yesterday was indeed a good day for the prince's wedding, the emperor decreed that the scenery was great, and the palace was busy, and the slave did not have the blessing to enter the palace to see the excitement, so he could only stay outside the palace gate, but the people in the palace did not send it on time, and the slave could only delay......"

His reasons are impossible to fault. Now, he is also a person who can't enter the palace, so he can only stay in the foreign affairs office outside the palace, worrying all day long.

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Father-in-law, hurry up, fortunately, there is nothing lacking in the camp for the time being, and it doesn't hurt to work hard for a day at night." ”

No one wants to come to this kind of terrible errand, and it is estimated that he has no choice, so he can only live one day at a time.

Meng Xi took people to liquidate the items one by one, and Imperial Doctor Zhang was responsible for liquidating the medicinal materials.

When the matter was over, Meng Xilan handed Zhou Youlin's handwritten letter to him and said: "This is a letter from His Royal Highness to the emperor, and I bothered my father-in-law to bring it back to the palace." ”

Hearing this, Gonggong Fu was stunned for a moment, as if he was taken aback, and then hurriedly raised his hands, took it respectfully, and stared at the envelope again and again.

"This is written by His Royal Highness himself?" After coming for more than ten days, he has never had the opportunity to meet the Fourth Highness. To be honest, he didn't dare to see it, for fear that something would go wrong and he would lose his life.

Meng Xilan saw that he was a little uneasy, so he said solemnly: "Although His Royal Highness is suffering from illness now, he has always remembered the people and things in the palace in his heart. ”

She pressed a little harder and bit down on the last four words.

Father-in-law Fu heard it clearly, his eyes widened, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

Everyone in the palace is spreading that the limit of the four princes is coming, and I am afraid that they will not live long. But what peace do you have for those who are about to die? Is he still saved?

Father-in-law Fu put the letter in his chest and put it away. He carried the letter all the way, kept beating the drum in his heart, and after entering the city, he did not dare to delay for a moment, and went straight to the palace gate to report, and named the letter to Chang Hai, the chief administrator, and then he presented it to the emperor for inspection.

Although this kind of kung fu is laborious, it has to be done.

Nowadays, when the people in the palace hear the word "epidemic", they will tremble with fright, regardless of whether they are masters or slaves, everyone will spare their lives.

Chang Hai knew that something important had been sent in from outside the palace, so he hurriedly took the waist card to the Internal Affairs Office to get it. An hour later, Zhou Youlin's letter was delivered to Zhou Shixian intact.

Murong Qiao was also well-informed and hurried over. As soon as she entered the hall, she saw Zhou Shixian sitting there with his head bowed and silent, seemingly unhappy.

Murong Qiao sighed in his heart, thinking that something had happened to Zhou Youlin, so he hurriedly stepped forward without saluting and greeting: "Your Majesty ......"

Who knows, Zhou Shixian raised his head in response, his eyes were full of tears.

At this moment, Murong Qiao was so frightened that she couldn't even stand on her feet, Chang Hai hurriedly helped her steady, and softly comforted: "Niangniang, you have to take care of your body." ”

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips opened slightly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty...... Is it Lin'er, he ......" The last few words, she didn't dare to say from her mouth, as if it would become true as soon as she said it.

Zhou Shixian put away the faint tears in his eyes, reached out to help her, and personally comforted her: "Concubine Ai, don't panic, our Lin'er is fine, he is fine...... This is a letter written by him himself. ”

Letter?! Murong Qiao stretched out his hand and gently took the letter paper and looked at it, and sure enough, it was Zhou Youlin's handwriting.

Zhou Youlin's letter is indeed written sincerely, and between the lines is the longing for his father, the queen and the concubine, and the most tear-jerking is the last few sentences: "The son is not filial and is seriously ill, which makes his mother worry and his father's heart aches." Erchen suffered from illness and could only see his relatives in his dreams. Even in a dream, even if there is only one breath left, Erchen is looking forward to returning to the palace......"

Seeing this, Murong Qiao had already cried until he couldn't cry, and Zhou Shixian was also moved again.

Zhou Shixian hugged her trembling body and sighed: "Lin'er, he is my favorite son, concubine, I promise you, even if you do all the power of the world, you will cure Lin'er's body!" ”

Murong Qiao choked slightly, nodded in response, and the grief in his heart turned a thousand times.

The son's letter came very suddenly, and every word was affectionate, but it was also mixed with some unusual delicacy. Knowing that Murong Qiao was more than his mother, Murong Qiao only felt that although this letter was from his son, this idea may not be his own.

Now, apart from Meng Xilan, who else will be by his side? Murong Qiao lowered his head and opened the letter and read it again, and sure enough, he saw a little bit of the delicate tenderness unique to his daughter's family.

It must be her...... Murong Qiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. She is really smart, and she is willing to plan for Lin'er. The prince's wedding won the power of the people, robbed Zhou Youlin of the limelight, and also robbed the emperor of Zhou Youlin's concern.

The emperor can only see the prince every day in front of him, but he can't just think about this one son in his heart.

Thinking of that day, Meng Xilan insisted on leaving the palace, with a determined look on her face, Murong Qiao finally understood that she was not impulsive, but prepared.

Murong Qiao decided to keep the letter personally, took it back to the palace, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then carefully packed the letter, stuck it to her chest, closed her eyes, and knelt down to beg God, as long as she could keep her son's safety, she was willing to reduce her life by ten years......

An hour later, news spread in the palace that the four princes wrote a book to the emperor, and the content of the letter was naturally unknown to others. The more you don't know, the easier it is to attract guesses, and after a lot of people, the content of this letter is almost complete.

Zhou Youping's news is not well-informed, but he also knows seven or eight points. He just got married yesterday, left the crown princess Chu Jingwen and rested alone in the side hall. In the morning, he and Chu Jingwen went together to greet the Queen Mother and the Empress.

The queen mother is unwell, she is not very energetic, and her attitude towards Chu Jingwen is quite cold, and when the queen sees this, she is also the same, and her mind is not on her at all.

Zhou Youlin's matter spread widely, Chu Jingwen heard about it a little, and after entering the palace, he inquired about it, and couldn't help but feel half cold in his heart. Now, Meng Xilan is also outside the city to accompany Zhou Youlin to suffer together, and I don't know when I will be able to return to the palace.

The two of them returned to Mingde Palace with their own thoughts, Chu Jingwen was still silent, Zhou Youping saw her indifferent attitude, and his face changed slightly: "I heard that you and Meng Xilan were originally friends in the boudoir." ”

Chu Jingwen got up and replied: "Go back to Your Highness." The princess and I are friends who grew up together. ”

Zhou Youping raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this: "Really?" You should be sad right now, right? ”

Chu Jingwen didn't understand what he meant, raised his eyes to look at him, but saw the indifference and ridicule in his eyes, calmed down, and said slowly, "No, I'm just worried that Her Royal Highness the princess has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune." ”

She also knows the situation in the palace. The life and death of the four princes is a very important matter for the crown prince. To put it more bluntly, he must have hoped in his heart that Zhou Youlin would not survive.

Her words made Zhou Youping very unhappy.

He glanced at her sharply, and suddenly sneered: "Women are innocent!" It's the epidemic, not the cold, do you think she can come back? After speaking, his face became gloomy, and he said coldly: "They all have to die, they have to die!" ”

Chu Jingwen's body was shocked, and when he heard him speak so badly, he suddenly remembered that he was so vicious and ruthless in the rumors.

There must be a reason for the wind. It turns out that he is such an unbearable person.

If it was an ordinary woman, she would definitely be frightened by the prince's cruel look and her legs would be weak. But she is not such a useless woman, she clenched her hands, took a deep breath, made her voice calmer, and only said to Zhou Youping: "Whether it is auspicious or vicious, it has its own providence." Having evil intentions and falling into the well is an act. If the epidemic is not eliminated for a day, the people will be restless for a day, and besides, Your Royal Highness is the crown prince, so you should benefit the people of Li and relieve their worries, isn't it? ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere between the two suddenly condensed.

Seeing this, the eunuch and palace maid next to her were scared into a cold sweat on their backs.

The people of Mingde Palace, who don't know the prince's temper, he has an uncertain temperament, moody, and turns his face almost fast, when he was in power in the past, no one dared to say a word in front of him, and now the prince's status is not as good as before, but his temperament and temper have not changed as before.

Chu Jingwen has only been in the palace for a day, where can he know how powerful this is.

Sure enough, just when everyone was hanging their hearts, Zhou Youping was already sneering, approaching Chu Jingwen step by step, his eyes were frighteningly cold: "The Queen Mother really loves me, choose a wonderful person for me." If you love Concubine Fangcai, are you teaching me how to be the crown prince? Okay, then I'll teach Concubine Ai well, as the crown princess, what is the first thing to learn? ”

As soon as the word concubine came out, Chu Jingwen was shocked.

Suddenly, he grabbed her hand fiercely and pulled her into his arms.

Chu Jingwen had learned some kung fu with fists and feet, and when he saw him suddenly move, he twisted around and parted his hands, and the whole person broke free.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." She was panicked, but the expression on her face was still tense. He didn't have the heart to touch her last night, it didn't make sense, he had to use force in front of her in front of the palace people.

It's just that Zhou Youping is such a moody person, seeing that she still dares to resist, he simply doesn't care about it. Chu Jingwen's struggle and resistance were in vain, he pressed her on the bed, bullied her and pressed her, and then deliberately leaned into her ear and smiled gloomily: "Concubine Ai really knows my mind, I usually like to use the strong one the most." After speaking, he freed up a hand and forcibly ripped off her clothes.

The sound of tearing clothes made Chu Jingwen's heart extremely cold, she looked at the angry and cruel face in front of her, and felt that he was a madman, a complete madman.