Yinren left the Zhijun Palace, and did not go to Suo Etu's house as expected by the crown princess, but went to Mingge's house.

Su Wanchun looked at the direction where Yinren left, knowing what this thing was doing, she suddenly felt a little damaged; Uh, ......, no matter how much I lose, I don't have the princess and the princess lack morality, and if the princess is so generous, she will definitely accept Yinren's little hobby!

Ming Ge saw Yinren coming over, and greeted him happily: "Your Highness, why are you here?!" ”

"It's nothing, I just want to hear you sing."

"Then the slave family will sing it to you!" After Ming Ge finished speaking, he turned around beautifully, cocked his orchid fingers, and sang loudly.

Yinren sat in a chair and listened, his eyes becoming a little meaningless.

Yinzhen's own secret guard sent back the news, and he understood why Su Wanchun was looking for a troupe.

Suddenly, Yin Zhen remembered that Su Wanchun had said that the prince was a good man, and he hurriedly returned to Su Wanchun's front and asked, "How did you see that the prince is a good man?" ”

"What's the matter, Your Highness has taken a fancy to Mingge?" Su Wanchun asked with a smile.

"It should be." Yinzhen hadn't found the slightest sign before.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is lustful, but if you look at the women in his Yuqing Palace, there are almost all kinds of beauties, so can you tell him whether he can think crookedly? What's more, do you think he didn't have a crush on any beautiful men before? Actually, if you think about it, you just didn't notice it. ”

Su Wanchun's intuition has always been very accurate, and besides, the prince's good manhood seems to be recorded in history.

Yin Zhen raised his thumb in admiration: "You have seen this aspect really thoroughly, in case the prince really falls in love with Ming Ge, then Emperor Ama will definitely blame you for introducing Ming Ge." ”

"Why? I just asked him to come over and sing. ”

Su Wanchun had a lot of words waiting for Kangxi, and besides, it was the crown princess's birthday at that time, and it was not for the prince to see. Of course, his purpose is indeed against the prince, but who is to blame for telling your son not to be in a hurry?!

"That's right." Yinzhen thinks that's the case.

Kangxi always pays attention to his good son, and he doesn't think much about him going to Mingge, but he just thinks that this kid likes to listen to dramas.

Yinren is indeed a good man behind his back, but this matter has not been known by others.

Ming Ge finished singing the song to Yinren and asked, "Your Highness, what do you think?" ”

"That's good." Yinren only had Ming Song in his eyes at this time, how could he remember what little song he sang.

"Then would Your Highness want to go into the house and listen to it again?" Ming Ge began to move seriously, planning to take down the prince in one fell swoop.

What kind of person is Yinren, it's not that he hasn't met a man before, and he knows Mingge's careful thinking at a glance: "Mingge, Lone is the prince, you'd better be steady." ”

"Huh?" Ming Ge was stunned, and said in his heart: No, you see that my eyes are so improper, do you have no crooked thoughts about me at all?

Yinren has always been very rigorous, and he also has a characteristic, that is, he likes to indulge in the past and does not like direct people, which makes him feel particularly boring!

"Okay, Lone won't come back in the future." Yinren threw down this sentence and left.

Ming Ge was dumbfounded, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with what he was doing, if other adults had heard him say this, they would have followed up a long time ago!

Yinren walked out of Ming Ge's mansion and said to Zhao Gonggong who was guarding outside: "It's all about the identity of Lone!" ”

“？？？？” Zhao Gonggong looked puzzled.

Yinren walked back slowly with his hands behind his back, thinking about Mingge's appearance, and he was a little reluctant in his heart, but such an initiative made him very unhappy, in short, very contradictory.

Ming Ge has now lost the protection of the crown prince, and his mood can be said to have fallen to the bottom, and then he thought of Su Wanchun, who introduced him, and couldn't help sighing, and said to the class master: "Your Highness is tired of me, how is this good?" ”

"Or, you try to find Sifujin and see if the fourth elder brother is interested in you?" The class master reminded.

"Forget it, the prince in the Forbidden City, his preferences are quite strange." At this time, Mingge still couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

The class leader shook his head helplessly: "It's okay Mingge, if the prince can't do it, we still have someone else here, with your current popularity, there will definitely be many people who like it." ”

"That's right." Ming Ge is not worried about this, what he is worried about is that he will never meet such a pleasing gold lord as the prince again!

Yinzhen's secret guard spread the news of Mingge's fall from grace to the elder brother's office, so Yinzhen said depressedly: "The show is in vain, you didn't make anything out of this little conspiracy, but you made a famous character!" ”

"It's okay, I'm angry anyway." Su Wanchun saw very clearly, although Yinren didn't like Mingge anymore, there would be someone else's.

"Okay, October 26 is my mother's death day, you accompany me to pay tribute." Yin Zhen said.

"Okay." This is a big deal, Su Wanchun doesn't dare to be sloppy.

Yinzhen still remembers the good of Queen Tong Jia in her heart, even if Concubine De does it perfectly now, she can't make up for the previous estrangement.

Su Wanchun thought of going to the memorial service, and instantly thought of Concubine De, looked at the silent Yinzhen, and said to Yinzhen: "I'll go and report to Eniang tomorrow, no matter what, you are now in Eniang's name, it's better to inform you if you have something." ”

"Go tell her." Yinzhen felt that there was no need to tell Concubine De about this matter, but what her daughter-in-law said also made sense!

"Hmm."

Su Wanchun is a woman, so she naturally understands Concubine De's mood, and thinks about it from her own perspective, if you don't say a word to your mother, you go to worship your adoptive mother, what do you make your mother think?

The next day, Su Wanchun came to Yonghe Palace to ask for peace, and said to Concubine De: "Eniang, let me tell you that I will go to worship the first queen in a few days." "Tong Jia's is okay, he became a queen before he died, which can be regarded as fulfilling Tong Guowei's wish.

"It's really time." Concubine De is still hating Concubine Tong Jia.

"Uh...... I'm afraid you'll be angry, so I'm ......"

Concubine De smiled slightly, and said generously: "What's there to be angry about, after all, she has raised Yinzhen for thirteen years, if Yinzhen doesn't remember this kindness, is it still called a person?" ”

Not to mention, Concubine De is indeed quite generous!

"That's what E-Niang said." Su Wanchun didn't care whether Concubine De was sincere or not, she listened to it as if she was telling the truth.

Concubine De knows Yinzhen very well, and naturally understands that no matter how much she does, she can't compare to the original nurturing grace of the dead Queen Tong Jia.

Su Wanchun opened her words, and she no longer worried about Concubine De and Yinzhen.

After Su Wanchun left, Concubine De said to Mama Qin: "The fourth child has actually gradually become better for me, at least not as cold as before. ”

"Indeed, I also helped you solve the problem of Lord Wuya."

"Don't mention him, I dreamed of Eniang yesterday, and eighty percent of them are going to enter the palace again in the next few days." When Concubine De thought of Wu Ya Fujin, her head was big.

Mama Qin sighed and said in her heart: This Wuya Fujin, I don't let go of my mother in my dreams!

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