Qiu Xin sat up suddenly, this excitement hurt in the lower abdomen, Chen Wenyu hurriedly sent Li Lu to diagnose and treat, but fortunately there was no major problem.

When Li Lu came out with the medicine box on her back, Ying'er entered the hall unhurriedly, and the crisp voice made Qiu Xin's heart sink to the bottom.

"Slave and maid, see Concubine Wen. On the orders of the queen's mother, the slave maid served in the Yilan Hall from now on, until the mother gave birth. ”

On the Leyou Palace, Ye Li was full of joy and went to toast the queen with a wine glass.

The mouth with two teeth said auspicious words, but the queen was so disgusted that she drank the wine in the cup with disgust, and praised him for being sensible a lot. In addition, he also told him to work hard and forge ahead and share his father's worries.

"The son will not live up to the expectations of the queen mother!"

Ye Li sat down worriedly, and his heart was like honey. Ye Zhaolin is dead, only him and Ye Shijing are left, and the queen mother asked him to help his father share his worries, is it already said that his father made him the crown prince?

Ye Shijing naturally heard that sentence, his eyes froze, he was better than Ye Liwu in everything, but he always bowed his head in terms of identity.

Get started as soon as possible!

The feast is over.

Ye Shijing pretended to be coincidental and went out of the palace gate with Ling Yue.

"Yue'er, I haven't seen Ah Yun for a long time, can he write to you in Hengcheng?"

Ling Yue was disgusted that he called her like this, but her mouth grew on him, what if she was not happy?

casually perfunctory: "No, the letter has gone and there is no return." How did His Royal Highness remember to ask this? ”

"Oh, nothing, just ask."

"If Your Highness has nothing else to do, the courtiers will retire first."

Ling Yue quickened her pace to chase after Ling Lie, and Ye Shijing looked at Yi Gui behind her and fell into deep thought.

The person sent to investigate had obviously seen Chen Piaopiao, and when he came back to ventilate and report the news, he went to the empty house, if he said that there was no secret hidden, who would believe it?

But what secrets are hidden?

"Miss, Your Royal Highness has been watching us." Yi Gui secretly glanced at it, and it felt really uncomfortable to be stared at.

Ling Yue smiled: "It's not looking at us, it's looking at you, I guess I'm thinking about the reason for that person's disappearance." ”

"Shall we take a look?"

"If you miss her, you can go, she is your former master."

Ling Yue's teasing made Yi Gui's face blush, and he muttered: "The slave is your master, she is the enemy of the slave and the maid." ”

Ling Yue highly appreciated her enlightenment, and drew out three silver tickets for her: "Festival fee, and the remaining two will be given to Hongguo Qingyin." ”

"Okay, thank you, Miss."

Yigui took it very happily, she didn't know how much silver she had saved now, anyway, the eldest lady would give out the silver as soon as she was in a good mood, and each time she rewarded more than the monthly money of other slaves and maids for ten years, how could she not let her die?

After being happy, he remembered something, thought about it, and held back to Lanyue Xuan before he said.

"The slave maid received a letter from her sister today, she said that the old prince has not returned to Beijing for a long time, and Han Xu has not given up the idea of marriage, and has asked the queen mother to urge the king of the south several times, I don't know if the king of the south will be cut first."

"Haven't returned to Beijing yet?"

Ling Yue's eyes were straight, was it so unreliable?

She stayed in Dazheng for a month, and then went to Hengcheng for more than half a month, and this time she has been back in Kyoto for more than two months, and the old prince is still hanging outside?

Didn't my sister-in-law say that he said yes?

The old man won't go on a tour with his grandmother, right?

Isn't hers worth mentioning as far as his happiness is important?

Let him be, this marriage can't work out anyway!

Yi Gui was thinking about how to comfort her, and she had already healed herself.

"It's okay, there is no endless road, take one step at a time!"

Da Zheng.

The Zihua Hall had just finished the hustle and bustle, and it had also returned to calm at this time.

The carriage stopped in front of the Nanwang Mansion, and Han Qianfeng and Han Ming got off one after the other.

"Ming'er, you come with me to the study."

At the banquet, Han Ruoying drank some wine, and was more active than usual: "Father, do you want to give all the emperor's rewards to your brother?" I want it too! ”

"What does a girl's family look like when she is drunk? Go back to sleep! ”

Han Ruoying was especially afraid of his glare, even when he was drunk.

His neck shrunk, his head drooped, and he went back to his room against the wall.

In the study, the father and son each drank a cup of hangover tea, relatively silent.

During this time, the relationship between the father and son was extremely delicate, saying that it was not far away, but it was not close, and it was very estranged.

"You know about the borrowing of soldiers by the beam, right?"

"The child knows."

"I intend to lend them 200,000 soldiers and horses, and you will command them."

Han Ming was taken aback, and then a deep sadness welled up in his heart.

He wanted to completely oppose him to Da Zhou, leaving him with no choice.

Han Qianfeng caught a glimpse of the emotions in his eyes, and his heart was limited and unbearable, but he had to be ruthless, otherwise he would not be able to keep him.

Although his father did not return to Beijing, Ling Yue left Dazheng on the front foot, and he received a letter from his father on the back foot.

There is only one sentence in the whole article: Ling Yue is not allowed to marry Xu'er.

He didn't dare to disobey him, and the marriage could only be discussed in the long run.

The war between the Great Zhou and the Great Liang is in full swing, and it just so happens that the Great Liang comes to ask for help, if it is answered, once the Great Zhou is defeated, it will inevitably ask for peace, as long as he hints slightly, the marriage will naturally come to fruition.

That's not what he forced!

Moreover, let Han Ming, as the commander of Da Zheng, inevitably not tolerate Da Zhou, and Ling Lie would definitely not dare to reveal his identity. At that time, Ling Yue will marry again, and his brother and sister will be reunited, and he will no longer have the intention of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors.

Han Qianfeng was very amazed by his resourcefulness, and he also made up his mind that he would never compromise.

"Why don't you speak?" He hated the quiet atmosphere, not like a father and son, but like a rival at the game.

Han Ming sat quietly, his gaze condensed on a certain point in front of him.

"Da Zhou and Da Zheng have always been at peace with each other, and my father can't bear to let the people fall into war for his own selfishness?"

His voice was calm with helplessness, helpless with sadness.

Han Qianfeng only heard the accusation.

"Bastard! Selfish? As the regent of Da Zheng, this king naturally has to consider the interests of Da Zheng. If you help Da Liang defeat the Great Zhou, the gold and silver city will not say, and there will be one less threat, who will say that this king is wrong? ”

Han Ming smiled bitterly, this fell in Han Qianfeng's eyes, it was a provocation to him.

"There is no room for negotiation in this matter, this king just informs you."

"The child has no combat experience, and he is afraid that he will be tired of the lives of 200,000 soldiers, so the father will choose someone else to take command."

Han Qianfeng's eyes were cold, and his hands were clenched into fists behind his back, "Experience is all from scratch, besides, you have to be taught by your grandfather himself, and you are familiar with military books, it is time to make contributions on the battlefield." Needless to say, step aside. ”

Han Qianfeng turned his back and listened to the movement in the room.

With a soft sigh, the door was gently shut.

Han Qianfeng sighed heavily, took the tea down, and drank one cup after another.

Until Princess Nan came in.

"Zhaohui, why haven't you rested yet?" He exhaled and patted her hand.

"I can't sleep." Princess Nan poured him a cup of tea and suppressed some of the wine, "Qianfeng, Ming'er was in a depressed mood just now, but she didn't say anything. I was so anxious that he only asked me what I wanted. ”

(End of chapter)