King Ning said, "I'm not saving him, I'm thinking about myself."

stayed in the teahouse with Feng Mingjian for a long time, and King Ning let people go back when it was close to Mao. At night, the cold wind was bleak, and the king of Koning had not planned to return to his house, so he came to the door of a tavern by himself, hesitated for a moment, opened the curtain and went in.

"Guest officer, please, the first floor is scattered, and the second floor is a private room...... Lord Wang."

There was a woman who came to meet her, with a green silk hair tied into a bun diagonally, pinned two simple silver hairpins, and her face was not decorated, but she simply drew her eyebrows and wiped her lips.

Ning Wangjing went up to the private room on the second floor, pushed the window open, sat on the side of the chair and looked at the night outside the window, and suddenly swept the dishes on the table with his backhand, this move was faintly angry.

The woman seemed to be used to it, after all, this was the moody King Ning.

"Lord Wang, it's cold at night, you are so easy to catch the wind cold."

King Ning sneered in a low voice, "This is not something you should care about, you haven't entered the palace yet."

After that, he looked out the window, and the cold wind blowing in his face made his face hurt, but he still refused to turn around.

The woman sighed, lightly withdrew from the private room, and soon came back with a plate of side dishes and a pot of sake, she half-knelt in front of the table to put the wine and food on the table, and then looked up at King Ning and said softly: "I don't know what the prince wants to order today, so I will do what you like on weekdays."

King Ning hesitated for a moment, but still turned his head to look at her, reached out to the wine jug and poured a full glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all, before asking in a deep voice, "Wanxi, what have you and your mother done......

The woman's name is Cui Wanxi, and in the early years, Concubine Qi sent her into King Ning's mansion to serve King Ning, saying that it was actually the concubine who wanted to control all the things of King Ning. King Ning was naturally unhappy, and turned his head and pushed people out of the palace.

Cui Wanxi opened a tavern in Chang'an City by herself, pulled up her long hair and dressed up as a woman all year round, and ignored the people around her to point and talk, and did her own business.

King Ning didn't know what he was thinking, he was cold for more than half a year, so he began to come to the tavern every other day, and every time he came, he ordered a plate of side dishes and a pot of wine, and stared at Cui Wanxi with a pair of eyes as if he was going to see through people, and when it was nightfall, he put down the wine glass and left without saying a word.

Today was the first time King Ning had come to her tavern at night.

"Whether the prince believes it or not, Wanxi really hasn't done anything for the concubine anymore."

King Ning frowned, stared at the person for a long time, and suddenly relieved: "Then how much do you know about what the mother concubine did?"

Cui Wanxi paused slightly as she poured the wine for him: "Among the people serving in King An's house are her people."

Qi Guifei's face did not change, and her hand stroked his face: "How can an adopted son have a parent, you have to understand the hard work of the mother."

Without hesitation, King Ning pressed her hand down, lowered his voice and said, "Do you think that it was only King An and Huang Sheng who fell after Father was angry? This incident hurt the face of the royal family, and although the people involved in the incident could not escape the responsibility of the father and the emperor, the whistleblower may not be able to die well!"

"You are still King An's adoptive mother, this adopted son has eyeliner next to him, and he has made preparations early in the morning, if you let your father know, you will be finished."

Qi Guifei's smile froze, and soon it was as if nothing had happened, and she said softly: "The crime is always severe, and after King An falls, he has no choice but you."

"The wasted prince is not dead yet."

As soon as King Ning said this, the palace fell into a dead silence.

Qi Guifei's expression became more and more cold: "He is a rebel, and there is no possibility of a comeback."

King Ning chuckled disdainfully, "You can't imagine your father's favor for the former empress and the deposed crown prince."

Qi Guifei was speechless, turned around and sat in front of the makeup mirror, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Go back."

King Ning hesitated for a moment and knelt down.

Hopefully this time she's listened......

In the dead of night, King Ning couldn't sleep for a long time, so Princess Ning stayed with him in the study and added hot tea for him several times.

King Ning's expression became more and more solemn, and there seemed to be some panic in his eyes.

Princess Ning looked at him for a long time, and finally spoke hesitantly: "Lord Wang, what's the matter?"

King Ning didn't answer her, but muttered to himself, "No, no......

With Qi Guifei's heart, it is impossible to be persuaded by him in a few words, so what will she do?

"Someone! Immediately take people out of the city and hurry up to the imperial tomb!"

After ordering someone to hurry up, King Ning sat down on the chair with cold sweat running down his forehead.

Princess Ning was full of doubts, and asked cautiously, "What, what's wrong?"

"The Waste Prince is in danger."

In January of the twenty-seventh year of Genghe, the abolished prince was inexplicably poisoned and fell into a coma, and King Ning's people blocked the news for the first time, and they were stunned to hide it for three months.