And He Yujin, who didn't know anything, also couldn't help but want to get to the bottom of it, after all, he knew that the conspiracy behind this matter should not be underestimated.

Because it was clear that this was Zhao Liuyin's conspiracy, Ji Changye did not deny Ji Qirui's words, but went on: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince laughed, the minister thought that the Queen Mother favored His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so much, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would definitely be more attentive to this matter than the minister. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come so early, and when I talked about it, because the bumpy man on the road was not in good health, so I let the carriage run a little slower, and let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wait for a long time, I really can't help it."

Just now he really heard Ji Qirui's words, so he said this, so as not to make Ji Qirui suspicious.

After hearing these words, Ji Qirui was very satisfied with Ji Changye's confession, and felt that Ji Changye was inferior to him no matter what, so he became proud, and he didn't have any doubts.

And after Zhao Liuyin hurriedly caught up, he found that the two of them were not incompatible as he had guessed, or he was relieved to question himself, but his inner vigilance was not lowered at all.

Ji Changye didn't mention this matter again when he saw Zhao Liuyin coming, and always deliberately led away when Ji Qirui was about to talk about this topic.

Although this will not make Zhao Liuyin find anything, Ji Qirui couldn't sit still, he couldn't bear it anymore, he got up and said, "Lord, although you have been given many rights by your father in the imperial capital on weekdays, but the basic dignity and humility are orderly, this prince thinks you will not forget, but now it seems that it is not like this." The implication is that Ji Changye doesn't know how to be humble.

And Ji Changye really heard the meaning, so he said to Zhao Liuyin, who was already nervous to his throat, "Miss Zhao, I am a little thirsty when I speak, I wonder if you can go and ask the masters for some water to drink?"

Zhao Liuyin wanted to stay and listen to them, so that he could know if he would be exposed because of this, so he looked at Song Qian and said, "Lord Wang, it's better to let Song Niangzi go, I don't think she has any interest here, it's good to go out and walk around more, and she often does these things."

Hearing the derogation in her words, He Yujin grabbed the mouth in front of Ji Changye, and said in a tone with a gun and a stick, "What is Song Niangzi doing this often, what are you going to do here? She was a guest invited by the king and the prince regent, and she was a guest, how dare Miss Zhao call her? According to this king, the subordinate next to you is very clever, and if she is allowed to go, they will definitely do it. If Miss Zhao is not at ease, she can also go along, so as to prevent someone from trying to put something in the tea and causing the regent and the prince to be injured. Besides, Miss Zhao, you have a big face, we don't know any masters here, how can you ask for it?"

The words he said to Yu Jin were so unceremonious that Zhao Liuyin didn't know how to refute for a while, so he could only say to Hongyin beside him embarrassedly, "I heard it, hurry up and prepare a few cups of tea." Then I will go with you." Because it was unbearable to be here and Yujin's yin and yang weirdness, Zhao Liuyin left with Hongyin.

Seeing that no one paid attention to his words, Ji Qirui became anxious: "Did any of you listen to Prince Ben? Hey!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I must be tired after a long journey, so let's go back and rest first, and we'll talk about it in detail when it's time to pray for blessings." After that, he didn't give Ji Qirui any chance to refuse, and Yujin took the lead in pulling Song Qian out of here without caring about anything.

Ji Changye didn't give Ji Qirui face, turned around and left.

This made Ji Qirui angry, and vented to Rong Men, "This prince let them ignore it like this! It's really too presumptuous, this prince wants to tell his father and let his father punish them too, this is the price of not putting this prince in his eyes! Still stunned for what to do, hurry up and prepare pen and paper, this prince wants to write a letter to his father!"

Rong looked at Ji Qirui and lost his temper again, and was about to open his mouth to comfort him, when a monk came from outside and persuaded him, "This donor, don't make a loud noise in the holy land of Buddhism, disturbing the purity of the Buddha." With that, he turned and departed.

Ji Qirui was overwhelmed by this sudden incident, and after reacting, he did not repent, but intensified: "See, a monk dares to do this to Prince Ben!" I'm going to have my father kill them!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince!" Rong forcibly held down Ji Qirui and persuaded him, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the more you are at this juncture, the more you can't be impulsive! You are the crown prince, if you let others see the joke now. I can't help but have no way to explain it to Your Majesty, and you will also be charged with unfilial piety and disrespect from the Queen Mother."

After hearing this, Ji Qirui finally calmed down, and followed Rong Men's words and continued: "You are right, this prince is here to pray for the imperial grandmother, and he must not fall into the trap of Ji Changye and leave a bad impression in front of the imperial grandmother. It's a good thing that you're by my side, otherwise Prince Ben would have made a big mistake impulsively. Go quickly, help this prince to go back to rest and rest, and when it is time to pray for blessings, don't let Ji Changye steal the limelight."

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must relax." Rong was relieved to see that he didn't insist on going his own way, so they helped him out of here.

And Zhao Liuyin, who came back, suddenly became strange when he found that no one was here, and pulled the monk who came in just now and asked, "May I ask the master, where are the few sons who were here just now?"

"Donor, these donors have gone back to the meditation room to rest."

Hearing what the monk said, Zhao Liuyin frowned.

"Miss, what are we going to do next?" Hongyin asked worriedly, and Zhao Liuyin suddenly angrily knocked over the tea tray in her hand, and the hot tea immediately burned Hongyin's arms and chest.

But even though it was so painful, Hongyin could only grit her teeth and didn't dare to make a sound, and knelt down to listen to Zhao Liuyin's reprimand.

"What do you say? What else can I do?" She didn't expect that she would be able to come here so unpopularly in Dijing.

When the monk heard the movement, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Hongyin and said to Zhao Liuyin, "This benefactor, this is an important place for Buddhism, and you can't be rash. Besides, all beings are equal, and it is not appropriate for you to do this."

Zhao Liuyin didn't feel too embarrassed because he was still a person from this temple, and turned to leave.

"This donor, your body is burned, there is gold sore medicine in the temple, you can apply it." As he spoke, he led Hongyin to the backyard, handed her the gold sore medicine, and left.

Song Qian saw Hongyin's figure in the next room, and felt very strange how she could come back alone, there was no figure of Zhao Liuyin beside her, so something must have happened between them.

"What are you looking at?" Ji Changye appeared from behind Song Qian, and his voice pulled Song Qian's thoughts back to reality.

"Nothing." After Song Qian withdrew his gaze, he said to Ji Changye.

"My guards don't find anything suspicious at the moment. It seems that they haven't started yet, but they should not be taken lightly. The blessing ceremony is about to begin, are you ready, Mrs. Song?" Ji Changye said.

Song Qian nodded, "I'm ready, I hope nothing will go wrong, after all, I haven't done these things before, I'm worried about whether I won't do it well." She didn't understand that it was the Queen Mother's birthday, what it had to do with her, and Zhao Liuyin had to follow her to pray for blessings.

Ji Changye comforted and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Song, I will be here when the time comes, and nothing will happen."

"That's good, I'm relieved to have the prince here."

As the two of them were talking, Changfeng came to report: "Lord Wang, Song Niangzi. The blessing ceremony has been prepared, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Zhao have already passed, let the subordinates invite you and Mrs. Song."

After hearing this, Ji Changye said to Song Qian, "Then let's go over first, and we'll talk about the rest when we come back."

Song Qian responded, and then the two of them called and Yu Jin to come to the courtyard where they prayed.

The pomp here is magnificent, magnificent, magnificent, and there are hundreds of monks who meditate here with beads.

Song Qian found that Hongyin, who was still full of tears just now, stood beside Zhao Liuyin casually at this time.

After Ji Qirui found the figures of several of them, he said mockingly, "It's really more noble than me, the crown prince, I came so late, it seems that I didn't put the imperial grandmother in my eyes."

"Prince, if you don't feel well, you can go back to rest, why do you bother to come out? No one told us that the time for the blessing was about to begin

only to inform us, if this is investigated, is it to blame that we have no one in our eyes? Or do you want to blame some people for their negligence?" He Yujin had just woken up, and he was in a very bad mood, and he happened to meet Ji Qirui to provoke, so he said unceremoniously.

Ji Qirui had no way to refute He Yujin's words, so he could only suffer a dumb loss, and secretly wrote down this account in his heart, preparing to wait until he returned to the imperial capital to take revenge.

"It's inappropriate for you to talk like this, how can you say that he is also the prince." Ji Changye walked up to He Yujin and whispered.

"What am I afraid of? Brother Ji, you just care too much about him, it stands to reason that he is afraid of you." He Yujin said dissatisfiedly, but because he still obeyed Ji Changye's words, he lowered his voice and didn't let Ji Qirui hear it.

"You're still so unruly. When the time comes, when you return to the imperial capital, you will suffer a loss, do you know?" After all, who doesn't love a submissive courtier? Even if the emperor takes a fancy to the He family, but when the time comes, the throne will be passed to Ji Qirui, and now he is so offended by him, what should He Yujin do when the time comes?

After hearing this, He Yujin nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Don't worry, Brother Ji, I have a sense of proportion." He is not a person who does not listen to persuasion, not to mention that if he wants to protect the family business of the He family, it is a big deal for him not to talk to Ji Qirui in the future. But if he dares to do anything, he will not be polite.

Ji Changye breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, fortunately, He Yujin was not so stubborn.

"Lord, what are you doing? The prayer is about to begin." Song Qian came over to remind, and the two of them put the topic aside for the time being, and then each came to the designated position and knelt down according to the monk's arrangement.

Maybe Zhao Liuyin did it on purpose, so Song Qian was arranged in an inconspicuous position, which was also in line with Song Qian's intentions.

With the start of the drums, the blessing ceremony officially begins.

Because Ji Changye's family background is rich, they are more interested in the things that are counted on this day, and they have experienced a lot of blessings and ancestors, so they are familiar with the process.

In contrast, Song Qian is not so smooth, who made her live in modern times, there are few such customs? She's never seen it at all, where would it be? So she can only look at the people around her to imitate them.

Ji Changye knew that Song Qian probably wouldn't know this, so he specially asked Changfeng, who didn't have to participate in the prayer, to guide her in secret.

With this blessing, Song Qian went a lot smoother.