Jin took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Although Miss Jiang is not as stunning as you, she is also a rare noblewoman, I think, even a man will not refuse." ”

Jiang Wanxiu squinted at him and said with a smile: "Jinxu, do you know what you look like now?" ”

"What?" The thin lips opened lightly, and Jiang Wanxiu spit out a few words, "Gossip aunt." ”

Jin smiled slightly, and then listened to her continue: "Although there is nothing wrong with what you said, it gives me the feeling that you are encouraging me to remarry." ”

Jin Xuan was really angry with her, "What kind of broken metaphor are you?" ”

"Isn't it?" Jiang Wanxiu looked at Song Yuanxi's side and said, "Go back and tell Nan Rongran that he wants to play, I will accompany him, and who will die in the end, it is not certain." ”

Jin Xuan was really angry by her attitude, stood up, and was about to leave, but heard her say again: "Also, except for Song Yuanxi, I don't have nothing, don't forget, the sect master jade pendant is still in my hands, as long as I live for a day, I will be the sect master of the Dark Cloud Hall, are you right?" Jin Gongzi? ”

Jin Xuan seemed to sneer and turned around and left directly.

Song Yuanxi turned his head and happened to see Jinxu leaving the pavilion, while Jiang Wanxiu was still sitting in the same place.

"Shizi?" Jiang Yingying's voice called him softly, and there was unconcealed admiration in her eyes.

Song Yuanxi's expression was cold, and he was still holding a handkerchief in his hand.

"Thank you Miss Jiang for helping Song find the veil, I still have something to do, I am out of company."

Jiang Wanxiu gave him the handkerchief, he always carried it with him, if it wasn't for Fang Cai's carelessness and being picked up by Jiang Yingying, Song Yuanxi would not have had the interest to talk to her.

Jiang Yingying said shyly: "The prince doesn't have to be so polite, I see that the handkerchief embroidery is very poor, the prince has a noble status, how can he use such a despicable handkerchief?" Yingying's embroidery is the best embroidery in Kyoto, Yingying doesn't mind, embroidering a handkerchief for the prince......"

Song Yuanxi's face instantly turned cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little frosty.

"This veil was embroidered for me by my wife, whether it is good or not, in my heart, it is unique, your veil, or keep it for yourself."

Song Yuanxi ignored Jiang Yingying's angry red face and turned to leave.

Jiang Yingying was so angry that she scolded in a low voice: "Jiang Wanxiu, what kind of ecstasy did Jiang Wanxiu pour into the prince?" ”

She expressed her heart to Song Yuanxi many times, but Song Yuanxi never looked at her more, how could Jiang Yingying, who has always been proud, endure it?

"If you want to win the favor of the prince, Miss Jiang will not work if she does this."

A voice came from behind her, which startled Jiang Yingying, she turned around and saw Nan Mengxi, her face turned white in an instant, and she hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"I've seen the six princesses."

"Get up." Nanmengxi helped her weakly, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I passed by accidentally, but I heard the conversation between Miss Jiang and the prince, Miss Jiang loves the prince?"

Jiang Yingying pursed her lips and was silent, she is not stupid, Nanmengxi is very attentive to Song Yuanxi, how many catties and taels does she have, and she robs people with Nanmengxi?

Who knew that Nan Mengxi smiled indifferently, "Miss Jiang doesn't have to have any scruples, although I was also a longing for the prince at the beginning, but it has passed, and now I have let go, if Miss Jiang really likes the prince, I can help Miss Jiang." ”

Jiang Yingying looked at her in surprise, "Sixth princess? ”

"Don't hide it, I have a deep grudge with Jiang Wanxiu, I want to deal with her, and I can help Miss Jiang get the prince, what does Miss Jiang think of this cooperation?"

If Nan Mengxi said that she simply wanted to help her, Jiang Yingying would definitely not believe it.

And now that she has unreservedly revealed her thoughts, it has made Jiang Yingying a little less suspicious, and even a little more excited.

"Then I don't know what tricks the sixth princess has?"

The corners of Nan Mengxi's mouth hooked up a deep smile, "Miss Jiang, please come with me." ”

Song Yuanxi stepped into this pavilion, and Jiang Wanxiu didn't seem to see him as a person.

Song Yuanxi raised the corners of his eyebrows and glanced at Xia Zhu, who glanced at Song Yuanxi and pointed to the position of him and Jiang Yingying.

Song Yuan smiled and sat opposite Jiang Wanxiu, very innocent.

"Ma'am, do you smell a sour?"

Jiang Wanxiu didn't raise her eyelids, and said lightly: "Xia Zhu, the prince wants to be jealous, you go and find me a dozen handsome beautiful boys." ”

Xia Zhu choked, but he couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Song Yuanxi's face turned dark, and he pursed his mouth aggrievedly, "Madam, are you too old to be a husband?" ”

Jiang Wanxiu glanced at him, and saw that the elegant and outstanding prince of the world seemed to be disliked at the moment, wronged, so pitiful, he almost couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Coughing lightly, Jiang Wanxiu said: "Yes, the prince is in his twenties this year, and if he is another man, he is the father of several children, so he is naturally not young." ”

Song Yuanxi smiled lowly, his voice low and pleasant, "Madame's words, are you implying that you should work harder for your husband and become a father as soon as possible?" ”

Jiang Wanxiu was so blocked by him that she couldn't speak, so she had to grit her teeth and scold: "Song Yuanxi, where is your face?" ”

Song Yuan said calmly: "Well, for the sake of Mrs. and children, it's okay to be shameless." ”

Jiang Wanxiu couldn't hold back in the end, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Song Yuanxi took out the veil from his arms and explained seriously: "Just now, it was the young lady who picked up the lady's veil, and the husband talked to her. ”

Jiang Wanxiu was calm on the surface, but there was still a trace of joy flowing slowly in her heart.

"Okay, now Madame, can you tell me why the staff member next to Nan Rongran came to you just now?"

Jiang Wanxiu's eyes flashed slightly, but she didn't hide it, "He wants to persuade me not to go against Nan Rongran." ”

This topic, whether it is suitable to be talked about here, neither of them said any more.

There was a sudden commotion in front, and Jiang Wanxiu looked at it fixedly, but saw two people who had not been seen for a long time.

"Your Majesty?"

Jiang Wanxiu frowned, seeing the old emperor's high-spirited appearance, it was really a little weird.

Song Yuanxi was obviously also very surprised, "The three princes sent people to guard in front of the Xuanshu Palace every day, and the ministers were not allowed to visit the emperor, maybe the emperor himself didn't know that he had been placed under house arrest." ”

Jiang Wanxiu squinted her eyes, the poison on the old emperor's body was ordered by Nan Rongran, Nan Rongran laid out such a big game, it is impossible to give up halfway now.

There is also Concubine Sheng, this woman is a little abnormal, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't even guess what they wanted to do for a while.

The old emperor looked in good spirits, and the concubine next to him had a red face, a soft smile on the corner of her mouth, holding the old emperor with one hand and caressing her bulging lower abdomen with the other.

Concubine Yue stood beside the old emperor and smiled calmly, not at all worried that someone would tell Nan Rongran about controlling the government and the opposition.

"See the Emperor."

The old emperor was walking towards them, Song Yuanxi and Jiang Wanxiu saluted him together, the old emperor smiled and asked them to get up, his eyes fell on Jiang Wanxiu, but the smile faded a little.

"Sit down."

The space in the pavilion is very large, and the old emperor sits on the top, and the whole person seems to be much more relaxed than before.

"I can't do this body, this country will still have to be handed over to these young people in the future."

Concubine Yue answered: "The emperor is still young, what are you doing with these words?" ”

The old emperor seemed to be quite emotional, "This time I was sick, I also thought that I was not good, but fortunately I had a concubine...... Hehe, don't talk about it, it's hot, tell the imperial dining room to prepare some cold food. ”

Concubine Sheng disagreed: "Your Majesty, your body is just right, you can't eat these cold things." ”

The old emperor laughed, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

This time in the eyes of everyone, they all had different looks.

In the past, although the old emperor looked gentle on the surface, but in his bones he was a very affectionate and indifferent person, he would never allow anyone to interfere with his decision, and now Concubine Sheng's words can make him change his mind, which is not shocking.

Concubine Wan has been left out in the cold, and she said a little unwillingly: "Your Majesty, the concubine went to the Xuanshu Hall to see the emperor before, but Sister Yue Guifei stopped her from letting the concubine in. ”

The old emperor said in a light tone: "This is what I mean, Imperial Physician Li said that I need to recuperate, so I didn't let people come to disturb me." ”

Concubine Wan bit her lower lip, and a hint of discoloration crossed her eyes.

Is the old emperor speaking for Concubine Yue? It seems that he really wants Nan Rongran to be the prince?

Concubine Wan Guifei's heart was indeed panicked, now the situation is very unfavorable for them, if even the old emperor is on Nan Rongran's side, then Nan Liye really has no chance.

Concubine Yue said: "Your Majesty, it's hot today, and the concubine has already let people set up a stage in Qingfeng Garden, can the emperor move?" ”

The old emperor was in high spirits, "Okay, I haven't listened to a play for a long time." ”

Today was originally to pray for blessings, and the old emperor naturally wanted to join in the fun, so a group of people walked towards Qingfeng Garden.

The stage has been set up, in order to respond to the river, Yue Guifei specially chose a play of the goddess praying, who knew that the drums together, there were two white-faced martial artists playing with big knives and walking out, and the drums behind them were bursting, like thousands of horses roaring.

Everyone was a little confused at first, but they didn't say anything, they watched it with relish, but this singing and singing, but something was wrong.

"Isn't this the most popular "Jin General in Command" in the capital recently?"

"What are you talking about?"

Someone sneered, "What else could it be?" It is said that there was a general, who originally thought that he was a good general who was loyal to the country, but who knew that he was actually a thief who defected to the enemy and treasoned against the country, and was finally discovered by another general, leaving him dead without a body......"

"Why does it sound so familiar?"

"Isn't that Jiang Yu?" Someone laughed dismissively.

Many people set their eyes on Jiang Wanxiu, who sat firmly on the mountain and seemed to be unaffected at all.

"You see, Jiang Wanxiu is very serious."

"How do you think she has the face to look at it? With such a traitor brother, I might as well die. ”

"But isn't the song chosen today a goddess praying? How could it be this one? ”

No one knows what's going on, but it doesn't prevent them from watching the play and gossiping.

And Jiang Wanxiu, who was calm on the surface, actually set off a monstrous anger in her heart.

Not to mention that Jiang Yu did not betray the southern country, even if he really betrayed, he could not erase his contribution to the southern country.

The scars on his body, the war of 10,000 people's blood, that time he didn't participate desperately.

And now, a conspiracy, he ended up ruined, life and death were uncertain, and the people of the southern country he once guarded wantonly trampled on him and humiliated him.

Her gaze fell on the figures in front of her.

The old emperor, the Yue concubine, the sheng concubine, and Nan Rongran......

The fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and Jiang Wanxiu's eyes were murderous.

She won't let go of any of these people.