The three of them gathered around to say a few words, and Concubine Liang had the heart to find a companion for herself in the harem.

If this companion is a princess, it is naturally better.

Save yourself from being jealous with other concubines.

So she had the intention to abduct Meng Xining to her Yuyao Palace.

Qingjiujiu didn't want to mix, she came to find Meng Changan today.

Just thinking about it, Meng Changan came from the palace road from afar.

If Concubine Liang and Meng Xining's complexion is improved, Meng Xiyuan's loss of power will be beneficial to them.

Then Meng Changan is in a hurry.

The Sun family was hit so hard that they didn't dare to make a big splash in the court in a short time.

Forget it, the Sun family's party, including Meng Changan, will be impeached by Meng Jiu'an's party.

In short, in the past few days of the resumption of the previous dynasty, not a single day has been spent in peace.

Meng Changan was quite exhausted.

When he saw Qing Jiujiu, his eyes lit up.

Qingjiujiu said goodbye to Concubine Liang: "Niangniang and the princess must have something to say, Jinghua will not follow to wrap up the mess, I will say hello to His Royal Highness first, and return to Linhua Palace first." ”

Concubine Liang naturally had no opinion, but she still mentioned something: "My sister still doesn't have much contact with the Second Highness, and he can't protect himself now." ”

After speaking, he took Meng Xining and left Fengluan Palace.

Meng Changan was naturally surprised when he saw Qing Jiujiu, and the other party was obviously waiting for him.

In the past few days, everyone has avoided him, thinking that he may have to follow the Sun family to immerse himself.

Therefore, it is more and more valuable that Qingjiu wine is valuable.

Meng Changan approached, and Chuncao handed him the hand stove in his hand: "Second Highness." ”

On the top of the hand stove is a chic piece of velvet, one brown and one white, which makes people feel a little eye-catching when they look at it.

"What is this?"

Qing Jiujiu led him forward: "I see that His Royal Highness doesn't seem to have a hand stove, so it's better to warm your hands on this cold day." ”

"This is made by our mother, and there are only two pieces in Linhua Palace."

Chuncao pouted, looking obviously not very happy.

I don't understand why Niangniang gave such a beautiful handstove hand warmer to His Royal Highness!

His Highness hasn't come back!

So Chuncao has a lot of opinions about Meng Changan.

Meng Changan didn't care what Chuncao thought, he touched the soft touch under his hands, and looked at Qingjiujiu with bright eyes.

There was a chill on Qingjiu's body.

She actually just wants to be close to Meng Chang'an, this person is not like Meng Xiyuan, he is not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong.

And as a prince, his mind is simple.

Without Meng Jiu'an's twisting and vicious thoughts, it is much easier to get along.

"Even my mother has never sewn clothes for me with her own hands, Jinghua, you-"

"No, Second Highness, it's just that I'm bored, Concubine Liang sent two more pieces of good cloth, and I only sewed two pieces, in fact, I haven't sewed ......"

Before she finished speaking, she heard Meng Changan hiss.

Immediately after, the outstretched finger found blood burning, and a bean-sized blood blister bubbled up.

Qingjiujiu: "。。。。。。 ”

Meng Changan rummaged through the place where he had just been pierced in disbelief, and then under the gaze of his six eyes, he took out a shining embroidery needle.

"Why is there a needle left on this flannel?"

Qing Jiujiu's face turned a little red suspiciously: "Hmm... Why don't you send it away, Chuncao, and get the hand stove back. ”

Chuncao held back a smile and was about to get it.

Her mother did not lie, these two pieces of flannel were practiced by her idle.

One day she was interrupted while playing, and when she came back, she couldn't find her original needle.

I thought the needle had fallen to the ground, but I didn't expect it to be hidden in the flannel.

If you don't know, you still think that her mother is trying to kill the Second Highness.

Although I haven't touched a needle and thread in the past, no one will fall the needle in the 'work', right?

Originally, I wanted to be a gift, but now it's okay, Meng Changan probably thinks she is not diligent.

"No, it's fine." It's just a hole, and it stops after just rubbing it.

Meng Changan was rare in this piece of material, so he was naturally reluctant to return it: "What was given to me is mine." ”

It's just that you can't just put your hand in it, you have to go back and ask the palace people to check if there are any needles inside.

However, Xie Jinghua is really surprising, she is obviously quick with her hands and feet when she sees people, but it is rare to be clumsy when it comes to needlework.

It's not cute.

If Qingjiujiu knew that Meng Changan slandered her cuteness in his heart, he would probably vomit to death.

The two walked awkwardly for a while, and in the end, Qingjiujiu spoke first.

"Your Highness seems to be tired between your eyebrows, is it just the beginning of the year, and things are not going well?"

Meng Changan was annoyed when he mentioned the court: "Uncle, they were impeached by Meng Jiu'an's people, and it was not all because of the Yuan'er incident, and now our wave of people can't raise their heads, and they all take advantage of Meng Jiu'an." ”

Meng Jiu'an is not in the imperial court, but he has always been in the center of the imperial situation, and all his people are sharp, and sometimes Meng Zhao is annoyed.

"Is that so?" Qingjiujiu pretended to be surprised: "You guys are arguing about these things? Leave the epidemic alone? ”

Epidemic disease?

Meng Changan remembered some details that he ignored during the last dynasty, and seemed to have a few words about the epidemic.

"Don't you all talk about the palace wall? I heard that the Tai Hospital has set up a separate place to house those palace people who have fever and cough, but there is no movement in this matter. ”

Qingjiujiu sneered, tilted his head slightly, and saw that the spring grass was far behind, and he should not be able to hear them.

She deliberately lowered her voice again: "Your Highness, who is it that said that the epidemic started on the palace wall?" ”

"Kong Sheng, the history of the three-product inspector." Meng Changan didn't think about it and said: "Although this person is a little meticulous on the front and does not openly stand in line, but he is from a poor family, and he seems to have something to do with Meng Jiu'an's foreign family." ”

The more he spoke, the more hesitant he became, and then he looked at Qingjiujiu and said, "Deliberately? They want to bring something down? ”

Qing Jiujiu smiled meaningfully: "Your Highness, when in history did the epidemic start on the palace wall?" The origin of the epidemic must be related to a certain epidemic disease, and all kinds of epidemic conditions need a source. Which source? ”

"However, Sun Yuanzheng of the Tai Hospital, he is a member of his mother's family, and he did not refute Lord Kong's words."

Meng Chang'an was worried.

"Your Highness, you are in charge of the affairs of the palace, and many things need to be investigated by you personally, everyone has their own hardships and their own positions, isn't it?"

So far, he has said too much, and he is suspected of interfering in politics.

Meng Changan nodded hurriedly, and handed the hand stove to his attendant: "Let's go, go to the Summer Palace." ”

The Summer Palace is a place where courtiers discuss state affairs.