For a while, all the palace people of Xiangyu Palace were scattered, the cool breeze swept the leaves, and the leaves on the branches resembled the bright beads that women wore in their hair when they walked, and they broke in the sunlight and made a loud noise, making the palace of Nuoda seem particularly quiet, Song Ting sat on the ground, and the two kneeling stiff legs were like rusty machines that had not been oiled, fortunately, the fingers were clamped for a short time, and they could stretch slightly after a while, but they were still hot and painful. The bun held by the hosta was also scattered during the struggle, messy, such a scene, she felt very bleak.

After resting in the courtyard for a while, Song Ting was afraid that the virtuous concubine who had read the letter would think of herself again, she could be regarded as seeing the power of the women in this palace, so she wanted to get up and leave immediately.

In the Hou Ye's Mansion, Zao Zao was drying his clothes in the courtyard, and when he saw Song Ting coming back, his face was pale without the slightest blood, and he immediately greeted him.

"Is Miss alright? Did Concubine Xian really torture you? ”

Song Ting nodded and pulled out the hand in his sleeve.

Zao Zao looked at the thin fingers like peeling onions, which were swollen and red, and there were large patches of black purple, and he was shocked, "Miss...... This ......" The two tears were so distressed that they carefully put Song Ting's hand on the back of their hand, and shouted to Siyou in the room: "Brother You, quickly bring the medicine box!" ”

Siyou brought the medicine box and walked to Song Ting to take a look, and then scolded: "Which Wang Balamb dares to hurt Miss's hand like this!" See if I don't smash his head! ”

Song Ting glanced at it: "Concubine Xian, go and fight." ”

Siyou immediately lost the momentum and pouted: "Forget it, the people in the palace can't be provoked." ”

Zao Zao let out a long sigh, "Even Siyou's brainless people know that people in the palace can't be messed with, and Miss actually beat the eighth prince in front of the people, doesn't this hit the blade directly!" ”

Siyou exclaimed, "Is this serious? ”

"But no, now Quan Cheng'an is on the bar of the eighth prince and the young lady, first divorced his wife and then beat people, this grudge is only afraid that it will get deeper and deeper.

The Eighth Prince's Eighth Prince's hearing only annoyed Song Ting's ears, this Song Ting was afraid that he had overturned Zhao Man's ancestral grave in his previous life, and she would suffer because of him in this life, and she would also suffer. His face was not good-looking for a moment, and he waved his hand, "Zao Zao, you ordered the kitchen to give me a stewed bowl of sauce and fragrant elbows today to make up for it." ”

Zao Zao smeared ointment on Song Ting's fingers and bandaged them, "Okay, I'll go." ”

It was night, the night sky of Qingming Dynasty cast milk-colored moonlight like Hua Lian into the depths of the long alley of East Street, the silent night was broken by three times, one fast and one slow, beating the gong while passing a single garden at the end of the alley.

Outside the courtyard gate, there was a white-clothed maid standing under the eaves and waiting for the lamp, the carriage came slowly from the moonlight, stopped outside the courtyard, and Yan Zeyu opened the curtain and came out of it.

The lights reflected on the maidservant's face like plain paper, and she was in a trance under the night breeze, "Young Master Yan, the lord has been waiting inside for a long time." ”

Yan Zeyu walked in with a slight bow, the garden was rich in water and soil, the grass and trees were green in the moonlight, like a satin section of dark green brocade covering one side of the water in the thick shade, Zhao Yi was sitting in the water pavilion, looking at him with a wine glass, "You are late today." The clear water flowing from under the pavilion left a shaking shadow on his silver-white clothes.

"I've been delayed for too long in the Treasure Hall today." Yan Zeyu took a sip of his wine glass, "Xilingsi was chased and killed by a group of assassins in the investigation of the case, and today Baili Xun actually found the Treasure Hall." ”

"Why did you find you?" Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "But with your relationship with him, if I am Bailixun, the first thing that comes to mind will be you." ”

Yan Zeyu chuckled, "But he also found the knife that slashed him in the Treasure Hall." ”

"What knife?"

Tan Yuan's eyes suddenly tightened, "Dongying scimitar." ”

Zhao Yi's face was solemn, "Dongying? ”

"Hmm."

Since the reign of the first emperor, Dongying and the Southern Jin Dynasty had close contacts, the original purpose of the first emperor to open the treaty port was to strengthen the trade between countries, although the merchant gang from land and sea was endless, but there was no lack of fish and eyes in the middle, and the Dongying killer was also a signboard. It's just that the relationship between Dongying and the Southern Jin Dynasty has been tense in recent years, and it is said that ten years ago, the princess Yufei, who was friendly from afar, had bad intentions and had some harmful intentions, and killed the dragon seed in the queen's belly and was sent to the cold palace. This person who entered the cold palace was not an ordinary family, and the Dongying royal family could not erase their face, and strictly forbade everyone to go to sea and enter the territory of the Southern Jin Dynasty under various names. However, this is for the Southern Jin Dynasty, which is vast and rich, it is just a hair that has fallen out of a tiny note, and the emperor is also tossed by the country of ants, and still does not give Concubine Yu a good face, after a long time, is the emperor unwilling to spare her or the queen is guilty, anyway, she is still lingering in the cold palace.

"I don't know that you actually raised Qun Dongying's killers." Zhao Yi returned to his usual lazy and lazy tone, this appearance was seen by Yan Zeyu, his face sank, and the cold frost was full of jade face.

"So who do you suspect?" Counting the age, Zhao Yi has rarely seen Dongying people on Cheng'an Street since he was eight years old, and it is really unbelievable that he is running for hundreds of miles to find Yan Zeyu when he appears at the moment. "Could it be that your enemies have spread all over the country?"

The corners of Yan Zeyu's mouth pulled up a mocking sneer: "Why do you think that it was done by Dongying people based on a scimitar?" ”

After that, he drank all the wine in the cup, "Let's not talk about this matter for a while, how happened to the things I entrusted you with yesterday?" ”

Zhao Yi immediately chuckled, staring at him with hazy eyes, "What?" Worried about the girl? ”

Yan Zeyu sat under the moon like a jade carving, and said expressionlessly: "It's just to repay her life-saving grace." ”

Zhao Yi nodded thoughtfully, playing with the wine cup in his hand, the evil smile on his face obviously didn't believe Yan Zeyu's words, "Don't worry, Song Ting has already returned home." ”

"But......" Zhao Yi put the tail note into an unfinished tone, "Even if I don't go, there will be a queen." ”

"Queen?" Yan Zeyu frowned, "I didn't expect the queen to have this warm-hearted heart between saving people and water and fire." ”

"Who knows what kind of calculations she has in her thousand turns."

On the second day, after the emperor finished the morning court, he called Song Cheng to the imperial study alone.

The emperor changed into civilian clothes and came out, and when he saw Song Cheng kneeling on the cold marble floor, he sat on the imperial chair with a cold look.

"The Marquis of Changping Mansion has always been strict in etiquette, but I heard in Concubine Xian's mouth that the fifth lady injured Zhao Man, does Song Aiqing know about this?"

Song Cheng was shocked, he really didn't know that there was such a thing, seeing that the emperor's face was gloomy, he immediately knelt on the ground, "It's the ministers who have no way to discipline him, and ask the emperor to atone for his sins." ”

The emperor wanted to get angry, but he saw that the man at his feet had snow between his temples, and the scar in his ear reminded him all the time that the two of them fought side by side as if it were yesterday, and the emperor was sensitive and missed the old feelings, and most of his arrogance was extinguished.

"That's it, Song Ting is young and ignorant, Aiqing will go back and discipline him well." The emperor rubbed his temples, closed a pair of tired eyes, and yawned heartily: "You stand down." ”

"Yes."

Song Cheng withdrew and was about to leave, only to smell the fragrance of magnolia wafting in the air, he looked sideways, it was his own little sister.

"Meet Concubine Yu."

Song Rou's charming face is somewhat similar to Song Cheng, both inherit the beauty of the Song family, and a soft smile looks like a green sprout in early February with a warm light, "Brother really tormented me." "Concubine Yu is pregnant in June, and her slender willow-like figure is a lot plump at this time, but it is also the icing on the cake, and there is more charm between raising her hands and feet.

Song Rou held a celadon stack in her hand, and there were a few carefully decorated jade cakes in it, and at a glance, she knew that it was sent to the emperor, Song Cheng twisted her thick eyebrows: "It's not good to rest in the palace with a big belly, just leave these trivial things to the palace maid, what do you always mix!" ”

Song Rou is an old woman, plus the first few babies are all male babies, born as the pearl of the family, pampered since childhood, and now married into the palace as a mother, and in the special period of pregnancy, Song Cheng, who is a brother, is more nervous than the emperor.

"It's better to stay in the palace and be bored, it's better to go out and walk around is also good for the fetus." Song Rou put the plate in the handmaiden's hand, pulled Song Cheng's arm and walked aside, "Does Brother Ting'er know about it?" ”

When he mentioned this, Song Cheng was angry, and his voice was unconsciously raised: "The emperor told me just now, and he was about to go back to clean up the dead girl!" ”

"Concubine Xian didn't plan to spare Ting'er so easily, if it weren't for the queen interceding beside her, it is estimated that Ting'er will be more than lucky this time."

"The Queen?"

"Well, I only heard it from the maidservant's chat this morning, and it was your reaction at the time."

Song Cheng and Empress Zhou Yi have only met a few times at the banquet, and they can't talk about any friendship, and Song Cheng's generation of military generals also don't like to associate with a few hypocritical civil officials above the court, just to maintain a superficial relationship, and Prime Minister Zhou Cheng is one of them.

Seeing that Song Cheng was puzzled, Song Rou put his arm on his hand: "Let's not talk about the queen's thoughts for the time being, as Aunt Song Ting, I will definitely go to the door tomorrow to thank you, brother, don't forget the favors we owe, so as not to leave others gossiping." ”

"I understand."

Song Rou relieved her heart, "Brother, let's go back first, don't punish Ting'er too much, she also has her own troubles." ”

Song Cheng didn't reply, just walked away.