"The Secretaries are well informed." Emperor Mingde smiled on his face, but it made several ministers present feel a chill down their spines inexplicably.

"Your Majesty forgives your sins, and the ministers have no intention of snooping, it is really a trivial matter in the future, so please think twice." Lu He moved forward slightly and saluted Emperor Mingde.

"What Lord Lu said is very true," Xu Wei also took over the words and stood in the same position as Lu He, "The ministers understand Your Majesty's love for the noble concubine, even if the concubine gives birth to the prince, the position of the noble concubine is not wronged her."

"If Your Majesty appoints the noble concubine Niangniang as the queen, the future Niangniang will give birth to a prince...... Compared to the other princes, he is too young."

"What does Xu Qing mean is that I'm old?" Looking at Xu Wei, the smile on Emperor Mingde's face remained unchanged.

"That's not what the minister meant!" Xu Wei immediately knelt on the ground.

"In that case, why should the ministers worry? I'm not old yet, even if the concubine becomes the queen and gives birth to a son-in-law, the princess doesn't have to worry about Si Chen."

Emperor Mingde said this, leaving several ministers present speechless for a while.

In front of him, the ministers are not easy to talk to.

"You don't have to be so formal, if you have anything to say, just sit down and talk about it."

Instructed Peng Hai to serve tea to several ministers, and Emperor Mingde leaned on the soft couch, looking very leisurely.

His appearance made several adults feel a little relieved, so after thanking him, he sat down on the side of the chair one by one.

"If Your Majesty decides to make Concubine Xie the queen, it is not too late to wait for her to give birth to the imperial heir, and then canonize her."

"At the moment, the nursery rhyme has just been quelled, but there is often news in Qiannan that if it is established at this time, it may be unfavorable to the concubine Niangniang, and it will affect the mother's fetus, she ...... after all."

Xu Wei didn't dare to say the latter words.

In the eyes of others, Xie Ji is pregnant at such an age, and she is indeed an old clam giving birth to pearls.

In Kyoto, the officials who are slightly older than her will be able to become grandmothers at this age.

"I'll think about it later." Finally, Emperor Mingde relented.

It was already evening, and now that everything that should have been said had been said, the ministers did not stay any longer, and the hall was quiet again.

Emperor Mingde was still leaning on the soft couch, his usual gentleness disappeared, and only his face was expressionless.

Peng Hai stood aside, waiting for his command with his heart in his heart.

"Let Yunlan come to me." Finally, Emperor Mingde spoke.

——

It's night.

Xie Yangui, who was covering almost half of his body on Zhou Jin, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

She glanced up at the roof, but she didn't forget to tuck the quilt for Zhou Jin.

The night in October was already cold.

"Girl." There was a sound of painting outside the door, and Xie Yangui put on a coat and came out of the house.

Seeing Yuhua carrying a knife, he looked unhappy, and knew that he hadn't chased anyone.

It seems that the "thief" who visited the house had good kung fu and was able to get rid of Yu Hua.

But this person didn't come early or late, but on the first day of her return to Kyoto, there must be something in it.

"Go and rest, and practice with me tomorrow morning." Giving the painting to the broken hair, Xie Yangui said with a smile.

Yu Hua answered, swept around, and then left with the knife.

Xie Yangui returned to the house and closed the door lightly, she did not enter the inner room immediately, for fear that the cool air on her body would arouse Zhou Jin.

I heard that he had sent someone to ask for a doctor, but the doctor was not in Kyoto recently, and he would not be back until a few days.

"Come in, ma'am." Zhou Jin's voice came from the inner room, and I don't know when he woke up.

Xie Yangui agreed, threw the cool coat on the couch, and then entered the inner room.

The night pearl next to the bed illuminated the inner room, and Zhou Jin was sitting on the bed with a quilt.

Seeing Xie Yan come in, he lifted the corner of the quilt and asked her to sit beside him.

Rubbing his arms to make sure that his body was not cold, Xie Yangui was willing to nest himself in the quilt.

A pair of arms came over and wrapped her into his arms, "Although I am cold, I am not afraid of the cold."

Zhou Jin rested his chin on Xie Yangui and continued, "The assassin just came? What's so unusual in Fuchu?"

"Who knows if it's an assassin or something? Anyway, I didn't catch it, and there was nothing unusual in the house." Leaning his back in Zhou Jin's arms, Xie Yangui yawned.

Although she noticed the strangeness, she didn't pay attention to it.

"Hmm......" Zhou Jin pondered for a moment and said softly, "After dawn, I will send someone to the palace to say that I have been frightened by the assassins in the palace."

"Huh?" Xie Yangui turned his head to look at him, the tip of his nose brushed against Zhou Jin's cheek, "What do you say?"

"There is a feather guard in the house, and there is a painting, saying that you were assassinated and injured, I'm afraid that no one will believe it, but it is better to say that I am frightened, but no one will question it."

"If someone is curious about something in the house, it should be the best time to start when you are not there, and if something happens when you come back, it means that something is wrong, and something may implicate you."

"Let's shout in advance, even if something really happens later, it won't be able to get on our heads."

Just a little bit of brain, Zhou Jin's head began to hurt, his face remained unchanged, he just took the night pearl and stuffed it under the unused quilt.

His eyes suddenly darkened, Xie Yangui blinked, his eyelashes swept over Zhou Jin's face.

He tilted his head slightly and kissed her on the cheek.

"That's the way it should be." Xie Yangui laughed, nestled in Zhou Jin's arms, pecked his stubble chin, and yawned again.

"Sleep." Zhou Jin tidied up the quilt and hugged her and lay down together.

Soon, there was a steady breathing sound in his arms, and Zhou Jin looked down at the person in his arms, there was only an outline, but the breath in his hair was the same as his.

He smiled in the darkness and closed his eyes in thought.

The sky was bright, and before the ministers even got up, someone had already gone to the palace and smashed the door.

The person who came was holding a token belonging to Xie Yangui, and the palace people guarding it did not dare to slack off, and after a few simple questions, they led them to the Tai Hospital.

When Emperor Mingde got up, Xie Yan returned to the mansion and sent someone to ask for a doctor, and it reached his ears.

"Assassin?" After knowing the reason for the incident, Emperor Mingde immediately frowned.

As for whether the other party was aiming at Xie Yangui or Zhou Jin, he didn't have to think about it, so he directly excluded Zhou Jin.

"Concubine's ......" Since the matter is related to Xie Yan's return to the mansion, the news will inevitably reach Qifeng Palace, and Emperor Mingde has just asked when he hears a sound from outside the palace.

It's not that Concubine Xie came in person, but that after she learned the news, she sent Yu Qin beside her to ask.

This made Emperor Mingde very satisfied.

"Go back and comfort the concubine, and say that no matter what, I will order someone to find out about this matter, so that she must take care of it and don't work hard."

After sending Yu Qin away, he immediately instructed Peng Hai to find Yunlan and add another touch to the various things he had ordered last night-

Find out the truth about the presence of assassins in Xie Yan's home.

And at this time, the 800-mile rush in southern Qiannan, along with the news of the assassination of another person in Kyoto last night, was sent to the palace.