Anxin's eyes were fixed on the child's wrinkled little face, which was not cute at all, nor did he look like the prince's brother at all.

It took a while for Song Tianyue to understand the meaning of Anxin's words, so she moved her steps, knelt in front of Anxin, and kowtowed to Anxin.

Anxin turned around and left this small courtyard, found his personal grandmother and Chaoxia, and after talking about it, Mama was the first to object.

"Miss Anxin, you can figure it out. That's the eldest son of the crown prince. This harem, to put it bluntly, is a woman's struggle, and this eldest son can directly threaten you. ”

"Mama, didn't you teach me? To be a clan wife, you must always sort out the family interpersonal relationships. Now, stabilizing Song Tianyue is undoubtedly giving the prince more weight. She was still thinking about the letter she had seen earlier. This big treasure throne is not so easy to sit on.

Chaoxia also persuaded: "Miss, we are still unable to protect ourselves, we have to protect that side, how can we do it." It was a newborn child, and if he cried, the voice would never be able to cover it. ”

"That's why I asked you to figure it out together." An Xin pursed his lips: "Actually, I have already thought of a way." That is, send it out first. Let Song Tianyue take the letter from the prince, take the child, and go back to Song's house first. Wait until it is stable, and then pick it up. ”

"What the hell are you thinking, my young lady?"

Anxin's strange brain circuit, Mama and Chaoxia don't understand what it means. But they did as their masters commanded. The emperor's coffin is still parked in the palace, the prince and they are very busy, and few people will pay attention to the movements of a small concubine in the East Palace.

In this way, Anxin found Commander Fan, and Commander Fan found a way to stuff people and children into the carriage together. Then he personally drove the carriage out of the palace. The one guarding the door looked like Commander Fan, but the real power around the prince was the commander of the guards. Maybe this will be the head of the Imperial Palace Guards in the future. They didn't dare to have a word of nonsense, so they just opened the door and sent it out.

On that dark and windy night, the carriage stopped in front of the small gate in the northwest corner of General Song's mansion. Commander Fan went to pat the door, handed his token to the person who opened the door, and waited outside the door.

Song Tianyue wore a long and thick cloak and moved it off the carriage little by little. Her grandmother followed her with her little baby in her arms. When Song Tianyue saw the small door of his house, there was no joy on his face, but panic. She was sent back like this, isn't that just waiting for death?

"Commander Fan~" Song Tianyue's voice was very small, very small, she bit her lip tightly, and said after a while: "Is Ye Anxin going to use such a method to harm me and the child?" "The daughter who married into the royal family gave birth to an unknown child, and was sent back overnight. What will happen to this house. Well, tie up, send away, or send it directly to the royal family?

Commander Fan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Song Tianyue: "The crown princess doesn't need to panic, you take the letter and show it to your father, he will naturally understand." ”

Song Tianyue was just taken in. Secretly placed in the small courtyard where she once lived. Mrs. Song still loves this daughter very much. Hurriedly came over and cried and hugged his daughter.

General Song kept a calm face, clenched his fists, and glared fiercely at this daughter who made him miss out on his interests in the officialdom.

"Die, you have to die in the palace for me! Why did you come back? Isn't it enough to hurt this family? ”

Song Tianyue slowly turned to her father, knelt down, and handed over the letter that Commander Fan had just given her with both hands. She hadn't read the letter herself, and she didn't know what was going on.

General Song opened the letter, and when he looked at it, his face was getting more and more wrong. In the end, he asked, "Did the prince ask you to come back first?" ”

"No, yes, yes, Ye Anxin! She is now, in the East Palace, as a big palace maid. ”

"Ye Anxin, the original princess!"

General Song let out a long breath: "Let's stay well." Prince, I'll pick you up. Tut, he whispered, "It's that little girl?" ”

Before in the main hall, he heard about the original princess Ye Anxin, who killed the spy and threw the body in front of the battle. His understanding of Ye Anxin is limited to this. He felt that this girl was just like Feng Hanchen, and she was too angry. And now the letter in his hand, with only the word "East", should also come from the hand of that girl.

The letter said that the East Palace needed the support of General Song, and Song Tianyue and the child could give the Song family prosperity for several generations and let them take good care of the mother and son. It won't be long before the grandson of the Song family will be able to serve on the royal jade plate.

What a temptation, and the person who promised such a temptation turned out to be the little girl named Ye Anxin. She's not a thing in the pool!

On the day of the emperor's funeral, a light rain fell in the sky. The clansmen from the Feng family's hometown were arranged next to Feng Hanchen and watched the eldest prince escort the coffin towards the outside of the capital.

Imperial Tombs? There is no such thing as a shadow yet. It is a hill that the Ministry of Rites has been looking for in a hurry these days, saying that a big pit has been dug and buried first, and then slowly build the imperial mausoleum.

No hurry! The prince is not in a hurry at all!

For this father, Feng Hanchen still has feelings. He cried, just silently. The queen also cried, how many years of old husbands and wives, after all, they still left first. Concubine Xian had already fainted, and was helped by Feng Jiajia to go back to the dormitory first. The concubines of the eldest prince, especially the big-bellied princess, have always been arranged beside the queen.

To put it nicely, the queen values this daughter-in-law, but in fact, she is afraid that the eldest prince will take his wife and children with him.

Well, the emperor's funeral, these are all matters of the Ministry of Rites. Time flies! Seven days later, the enthronement ceremony will be raised.

In view of the last enthronement ceremony, it has only been a long time, and there is no money in the treasury. Then it can only be simple. To put it simply, Feng Hanchen doesn't care, but there are some things that he needs to fight for.

In the queen's bedroom, Feng Hanchen was still dressed in filial piety clothes, turned the teacup, sat on the soft floor, and said: "My father has just come out of the funeral, and I will get married here, and I will bring the new queen in, does the queen really think it is appropriate?" ”

"You go and take a good look at the main hall, how many people are really helping you? If you don't get married, what will you use to control the court? ”

"When it comes to controlling the court, it seems that the queen mother will only have such a trick as marriage. But the sons and daughters will have a lot of tricks. For example, if he disobeys, he is killed. Change the obedient one. ”

The queen slapped on the small table: "Are you going to be a tyrant?" ”

"I'm going to kill only those disobedient officials. If you don't kill the people, you can't afford to be called a tyrant. ”

"Hanchen, your wings are stiff, you want to fly."

"I'm going to be the emperor. The queen mother, if her wings are not hard, she will fall down and fall to death! ”

The queen mother, who can only marry one move, was put aside by the cold dust. In the following month, the entire court was panicked, and several officials died one after another.

The title of Feng Hanchen, a tyrant, has also become popular throughout the country. Even if it's a tyrant, so what? It's not that many women are not afraid of death and want to climb into bed!