Chapter 342: The Queen Mother is not a biological mother

Jiang Yao, who was tired of walking around, lay on a piece of dry grass when she left the city gate, looked at the Old Summer Palace not far away, and then looked at the night sky full of stars, and felt comfortable.

"Your Majesty, look at such a beautiful night sky, I have never seen it before."

"Nonsense, every day."

Duan Jingyan also sat down casually, and Kant walked over and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the slave just saw King Jin." ”

He waved his hand, and Jiang Yao asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

Duan Jingyan did not shy away from saying at all: "King Jin has returned to Beijing." ”

"King Jin?" Jiang Yao recalled the name over and over again in her mind, but she didn't find any memory, and she didn't know it, so she echoed the "oh".

"It's time for me to go back to the palace."

When Jiang Yao heard this, she was shocked for no reason, and hurriedly asked, "When?" ”

As soon as I thought of going back to the harem with strict rules and eating people without spitting out bones, I felt that even the bones were uncomfortable, although the life of the Old Summer Palace was not happy, but it was already much better.

"It's not settled yet, so it's just the last one."

Duan Jingyan looked at Jiang Yao, who was a little worried beside him, and his heart also began to have mixed feelings, he couldn't do it with such a simple word.

"Let's go, we have to go back to the Old Summer Palace."

He stood up and stretched out a hand to Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao pouted and shook his hand, and slowly stood up.

"Then the emperor should tell the concubines in advance, so that the concubines should pack their bags and not be in a hurry."

Duan Jingyan didn't know how to answer such words, did he want to tell him that he didn't want to take her back to the palace at all?

It's better not to talk about it......

As soon as he jumped on the horse, he pulled Jiang Yao to sit up, leaned on Duan Jingyan's arms, and shouted: "Drive!" ”

The horse galloped, Jiang Yao, who was riding a horse for the first time, was extremely nervous, and tightly pulled Duan Jingyan's sleeve, and was about to fall down several times, but was helped by Duan Jingyan to sit upright.

"I'm here, I'm not afraid, A-Yao relax."

Jiang Yao could only treat this as nonsense, it had no effect at all, and she was still scared. Duan Jingyan took him to the back door of the Fengqi Palace, hugged her and got off the horse, his face full of smiles.

"How would General Jiang feel if he knew that his granddaughter would be scared to death if she rode a horse?"

"That must be the emperor's bad horse skills, so that the concubines have to fall down several times."

"It's you who mess around."

Jiang Yao waved his hand, opened the back door of the Fengqi Hall and was about to walk in, saying, "What the emperor says is what it is." ”

Duan Jingyan looked at Jiang Yao, who was about to walk in, and said worriedly: "Take care of yourself, wait for me to pick you up." ”

Jiang Yao responded and slammed the door shut. She listened to the sound of horses' hooves and walked away, standing at the door for a long time, and the front door of Yun Sleeve, who had rushed back from behind, opened, and Yun Sleeve looked out of breath.

"Mother, you are running so fast, the slave and Kant have been chasing after you for a while."

She put her hands on her knees, trotted all the way back, raised her eyes to see that Jiang Yao's expression was not very good, and hurriedly asked: "Niangniang, didn't you still talk and laugh with the emperor just now?" How could this be ......?"

Jiang Yao knew Duan Jingyan's thoughts in his heart, he didn't have a positive reply, that is, he didn't plan to take her back to the palace at all, that is, he thought about it from the beginning, and left her in the Old Summer Palace and ignored it.

"Do you know King Jin?"

Jiang Yao turned around and walked towards the hall, and Yun Sleeve followed behind and said: "I know, King Jin is the ninth son of the emperor, named Duan Jingyu, and he is as gentle as a prince like jade. is the biological son of the queen mother, and in the battle for succession that year, the queen mother sent King Jin to the outside of the gate. ”

Biological son? Jiang Yao stopped suddenly, turned around and looked back at Yun Sleeve, and asked, "Aren't he and the emperor the same mother?" ”

Yun Sleeve suddenly glanced at Jiang Yao, and said: "Niangniang, you are really forgetful, when you entered the palace, you taught Mama Xi, and I told you about the emperor's life experience, you were absent-minded at the time, but Yun Sleeve heard it clearly." ”

"Our emperor was not born to the Queen Mother, but was born to a lowly nobleman, and the noble man died when the emperor was five years old and was raised by the Queen Mother. Our emperor still respects and respects the Queen Mother very much......"

With Yun Sleeve's words, Jiang Yao suddenly understood why Duan Jingyan could ruthlessly rectify the Song family, but he couldn't bear to kill the Song family, and he saw the whole picture at a glance. On the surface, this is the case, but behind the scenes, the emperor still doesn't trust anyone.

Jiang Yao walked to the dormitory and asked, "How did the noble man die?" ”

Yun Sleeve shook his head, stretched his clothes for Jiang Yao and said, "This slave doesn't know, I heard those old people in the palace say that the death is very strange." ”

It was almost the middle of the night, Jiang Yao was still thinking deeply on the bed, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the royal people were cold. But she also saw it, and if she didn't go back to the palace, she wouldn't go back, and when everyone left, she and Ah Yao were also at ease here.

This year's flowers bloom early, and the revival of the garden is full of greenery, creating the atmosphere of early spring, and the tulips in the yard are bulging with buds, and they want to bloom vigorously.

The whole Old Summer Palace is full of flowers, especially the peach blossom forest around the Fengxia Embankment, the pink and red alternately open, the petals fall slowly, a fascinating scene, and the flowers in the courtyard of the Xianyun Palace are even more attractive to bees and butterflies.

Concubine Song broke off a few flower buds, inserted them into the bottle, listened to the accounts of the internal affairs government around her, and pruned the flower branches in a good mood.

Su Miao, who was rushing over outside the Xianyun Palace, shook the silk handkerchief in her hand and urged Hua Qian behind her: "Hurry up, I can't let that prodigal hoof go before me to sue." ”

Looking at Luo Shu, who was walking slowly in the distance, she sped up and walked into the Xianyun Palace, and shouted as soon as she entered the door: "Concubine Song, you have to be the master of the concubine, the concubine is really wronged." ”

Concubine Song, who was disturbed by Yaxing's voice with such a voice, glanced at Su Miao with disdain, put down the scissors, and helped Concubine Song to sit in the courtyard where the sun was just right.

Concubine Song began to hold the queen's posture, and said to Su Miao, who had an angry face: "What's the matter?" What kind of system is it that shouts and screams in the morning? ”

Su Miao stomped her feet angrily and said: "Niangniang, that Luo Jieyu ran to my palace last night and invited the emperor away, the emperor finally came to my palace, Luo Jieyu must have done it on purpose." ”

Concubine Song looked at Su Miao, who was not calm at all, snorted coldly, and said, "Who are you blaming for?" If someone can rob the emperor, it proves that you have that ability, can you still compare to the affection between people and the emperor for many years? ”

"Niangniang, then you have to take care of it, it's not once or twice, you are coquettish all day long, and you robbed the concubine's clothes and jewelry, the emperor doesn't care, you, as the master of the harem, have to take care of it......"

Concubine Song took the tea brought by the radish, and glanced at Su Miao sharply, Su Miao's voice gradually decreased, "Niangniang, now Luo Jieyu is a little carried away, if she really goes back to the palace, then she will really fly on the branches." ”

Su Miao knew that Concubine Song cared about this the most, and couldn't help poking at Concubine Song's most sensitive place.

"See Concubine Song."

A crisp sound came from the door, Luo Shu twisted her graceful waist and walked in, walked in front of Concubine Song and blessed, her eyes aimed at Su Miao's angry look.

"Su Cairen, what kind of tongue is this chewing behind my back? Respect and order, talk about high-ranking concubines, but they will be punished. Concubine Song took a sip of tea, took a deep breath and said: "You guys are really idle, come to me to say goodbye, and talk about these things trivially, what can stand in this harem?" That is, there is an heir, and it is good if the prince does not have a princess. ”

"If you want to be like Concubine Shu, you can't shake it. For the sake of one night's grace, you earn a life and death, short-sighted. ”

Concubine Song stroked the step shake on her head, glanced at Su Miao, leaned on the table and chair with her waist and said: "If you want to fight for this favor, you haven't entered the remote Fanglan Hall to study, Jiang Chongyuan has a body after sleeping for one night." ”

Luo Shu frowned suddenly, the silk handkerchief in her hand was pinched tightly, Su Miao's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to ask, "That unfavored Jiang Chongyuan actually has it?" ”

"Yes, as long as you give birth to the emperor's heir, you can rise to prominence immediately, even if the emperor doesn't like it, it is still natural to be crowned a concubine. Like Concubine Shu, what will happen to you when the time comes. ”

Concubine Song's words were extraordinary, and she deliberately revealed Jiang Chongyuan's pregnancy, many times when she had dirty hands, she didn't need to do it herself, and naturally there were people below who ate it cleanly.

Su Miao and Luo Shu stayed for a short time, and then they scattered, each with their own thoughts, and their faces were lonely and unhappy.