"Your Highness." Zhang Lianxin lowered his head, and glanced at Ye Shijing, but found that he had returned to his gentleness, and he couldn't believe which one was the real him.

"Princess, sit."

Ye Shijing never called her by her name, she was used to it, and even thought it was good to call her so. Anyway, there is no love between them, each takes what he needs.

Sometimes Zhang Lianxin feels guilty about him, after all, he gave her what she wanted, but she didn't pay him back, and after careful calculation, she saved his face to some extent on the day of the wedding.

But this is nothing, but anyone who is a woman and a living person can play this role.

"Princess? Sit. ”

Ye Shijing's faint anger made Zhang Lianxin return to reality from distraction, she wanted to smile and thank you, When she met his gaze, she immediately switched to her usual respect: "Your Highness Xie." ”

"What's your relationship with Ling Rou?"

"Huh? Ling Rou? Zhang Lianxin didn't know why, "Ling Rou, who has become Li Duyun and Wei Qi's concubine?" ”

Ye Shijing said "yes", there are still a few Ling Rou in this capital, is she so surprised?

"Don't hide it from Your Highness, the concubine used to have a good relationship with her, and she didn't say anything like that. But since she was tricked by her at the poetry meeting of the Marquis of Anping last year, the concubine has formed a bond with her, and now she is old and dead. Why did His Highness ask about her? The concubine knows where she lives, does she want to pass her on? ”

Ye Shijing waved his hand, so the movement was too big, and when he was bumped into him, he thought he had an unknown relationship with her!

"No, this king just asks casually. By the way, have you met her birth mother? ”

Zhang Lianxin nodded, her eyebrows fluttering: "I've seen it, concubines often go to Ling Mansion as a girl." When her biological mother was still Ling Xiang's concubine, she lived a beautiful life, and she was in charge of the back house of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and from time to time she gave Ling Yue a secret loss, and we all laughed at her behind her back. ”

"It's a joke to be a good concubine, and I treat the unsympathetic Li Duyun as a baby. If it weren't for the fact that Ling Rou's hookup with Li Duyun was revealed later, Ling Yue might have been stupid enough to marry Li Duyun, if that was the case, the current Ling Rou would be her end, where could she be as happy as she is now? ”

"Hey, it's not just Ruyi now, so many powerful, talented and good-looking sons admire her, which one is not a thousand times stronger than Li Duyun? She's really lucky."

Zhang Lianxin expressed her admiration for herself, but she didn't realize that Ye Shijing's face changed. He was displeased with the fact that the woman who took his wife's position did not hide such envy.

He wanted to wait for her to stop by herself, but the little mouth seemed to be borrowed, and there was no sign of stopping, so he couldn't bear it anymore and had to speak: "Who does the princess think has the greatest advantage among those sons?" ”

"Who has the most advantage? Prince Nanwang, no, now it's the prince of Ming, he is gentle and handsome, Xue Ergongzi is bright and beautiful, Ah Yun is handsome and infatuated, it's really hard to choose."

Zhang Lianxin was really thinking about it, and just as she was about to analyze each son in depth, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

Sloppy!

The words changed: "Even if they are all okay, in the eyes of the concubine, His Royal Highness is the best." ”

"What's so good?"

Ye Shijing looked at Zhang Lianxin, who was making up nonsense in a serious book, and listened to the insincere words, goosebumps rose.

"Alright, this king is just joking. Do you know where Chen Piaopiao is now? She killed Zhao Dayou and disappeared mysteriously. ”

The topic changed so suddenly, Zhang Lianxin was caught off guard.

took out an attitude that was more serious than the gossip just now, and thought about it carefully, and gave him an idea.

"Why don't you pay attention to the slaves and maids of Lanyue Xuan, Your Highness? What red fruits, Qingyin, Yigui ones. ”

Ye Shijing was puzzled: "Didn't Ling Lie abandon that woman early?" How could the maids know her whereabouts? ”

"That's right, but the queen is very good to Ah Yun, and Chen Piaopiao has abused Ah Yun again, so maybe she will be handed over to Ah Yun for disposal. Your Highness, you don't know, I once saw Chen Piaopiao beat Ah Yun with such a thick stick. ”

Zhang Lianxin used the thumbs and middle fingers of his two hands to draw a circle, felt that it was thinner, and moved it to both sides: "That stick is as thick as an adult man's arm." Ah Yun was lame at that time, where could he stand it, he was directly knocked unconscious by the stick, and the whole person was dead. That's not all, on a cold day, a bucket of cold water woke him up alive. And the needle, the embroidery needle, pierced his finger."

Zhang Lianxin shrunk her neck and hugged her arms, as if she was the one who was abused, and kept saying "It's terrible" in her mouth.

"Why did Chen Piaopiao abuse Ah Yun?" Ye Shijing asked in a deep voice.

"The concubine doesn't know, anyway, not only Chen Piaopiao, but also the people in their courtyard are not good to Ah Yun. It's just that Ling Rou is scheming, she rarely comes forward by herself, she instructs others, even Ling Yue was deceived by her, and tortured Ah Yun enough openly and secretly. The strange thing is that Ah Yun is actually dead set on her, and she is evil. ”

"Ling Yue healed his leg, and it is not difficult to understand that he is devoted to her." There was a faint sour meaning in the words.

"This is where the wickedness is. Her hands can't even play the piano well, but she can use needles to cure diseases, which is tantamount to saying that I am indifferent to fame and fortune. ”

Ye Shijing stood up and stopped listening to her chatter. called a guard: "Send more people, keep an eye on the people who hold Yuexuan, and be sure to find Chen Piaopiao's whereabouts." ”

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qinghe Garden.

Ling Yue and Guan Jingyuan drank to the moon, Aunt Liu was cooking wine beside her, and Ling Feng was sitting on a bamboo chair holding her chin, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Grandpa, we spent this year's Mid-Autumn Festival together?"

"Your father and your uncle are still squatting in the prison, not surprisingly."

"Is it possible that the emperor will be merciful and let them out to reunite with us?"

"If the battle of Hengcheng is won, it will be possible for the emperor Longyan Dayue."

Ling Yue sighed and looked at the reflection in the cup. She shook her glass, and the shadow followed.

"But Ah Yun said that according to this war situation, it will take a few more months to fight, and it would be good to be able to come back a year ago."

"Then your father and uncle will spend the New Year in the prison, and our family will save rice!"

Aunt Liu couldn't help but interject: "Master, if the master comes out, there will be a lot of money!" ”

Guan Jingyuan glanced at Aunt Liu, who had always been stuffy, and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

"Wouldn't you be looking forward to me coming out without Yulu?"

A dissatisfied and tired voice sounded coldly, and when he looked up, a man with a scruffy beard and sloppy clothes stood in front of the courtyard gate, and as he approached, a strong sour smell hit.

Guan Jingyuan's wine couldn't be drunk, and he always felt that it was polluted.

"Master, are you really back?" Aunt Liu pounced on her, straightened her hair, and burst into tears.

Ling Feng also ran over when he saw his long-lost father, but out of instinctive fear, he stood still when he came to him.

Looking at him with red eyes: "Dad, are you doing well?" The child is worried about you. ”

Ling Lie was touched by his son, and his tone was rarely gentle: "It's all good." Your sister delivers food every once in a while, and she doesn't have to worry about political affairs, so she's doing a great job. ”

"And you're still out?" Guan Jingyuan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Father-in-law, what you said, the emperor ordered the release of people, is the son-in-law still in the prison and does not leave? Mianmian, go, prepare water for me to bathe, this body is sour, I can't smell it myself! ”

Aunt Liu smiled and went to prepare, but bumped into Yigui, who was in a hurry.

"What's the fuss?"

"I'm sorry Aunt Liu, the slave maid has something important to see the eldest lady."

(End of chapter)