Outside the window, the night is low, the palace lights are swaying, and the breeze blows through the treetops, bringing bursts of whispering rustles, as if the heavens and the earth are holding their breath.

Inside the dormitory, the fragrance was lingering, so quiet that only the sound of the wind outside the window and the faint breathing of the little emperor Zhao Yang could be heard.

Concubine Pan Xian held Zhao Yingluo's hand tightly, her eyes were full of gratitude and awe, "Yingluo, it was really you who rescued my son, I have been a cow and a horse all my life, and it is difficult to repay your great kindness." ”

Zhao Yingluo smiled slightly and shook her head gently, "Why should the imperial sister-in-law be polite, Yang'er is the blood of the royal family, and it is also my duty to save him." ”

There was a calmness and calmness in her words, as if saving the little emperor was not a great thing for her.

However, Concubine Pan Xian's face flashed with a hint of indescribability, she slurred, as if she had something to say but was difficult to speak.

Zhao Yingluo noticed her strange appearance and asked softly, "Is there anything unspeakable about the imperial sister-in-law?" Is there anything you can't say between you and me? ”

Concubine Pan Xian hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Yingluo, you are so kind to our mother and son, I really don't want to hide it from you." It's just that this matter is about royal face, and it's also about your safety, I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

Zhao Yingluo's brows furrowed slightly, and an inexplicable sense of urgency surged in her heart, but she still maintained her apparent calmness, "Sister-in-law Huang said that it doesn't matter, now in this deep palace, I still have something to fear." ”

Concubine Pan Xian looked around again, and after making sure that there was no one, she whispered to Zhao Yingluo's ear: "I heard from the attendants that your imperial brother Zhao Gou has often been in and out of the Drunken Immortal Mansion recently. ”

Zhao Yingluo's heart was shocked, drunken immortal building? Isn't that Qin Hui's industry? Could it be that her imperial brother actually colluded with Qin Hui?

How is this possible! Although Zhao Gou is mediocre and incompetent, he is not so confused that he still wants to be the emperor, right?

But thinking of Zhao Gou's recent attitude and actions towards her, Zhao Yingluo had to believe it a little.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger and anxiety in her heart, and said to Concubine Pan Xian: "Thank you for informing the imperial sister-in-law about this, I will send someone to keep an eye on the Drunken Immortal Tower." ”

With that, she turned and walked away, with hurried steps, obviously anxious to deal with the matter.

Wen Boyuan had been waiting outside the palace, and when he saw Zhao Yingluo coming out, he immediately greeted him, "Your Royal Highness Princess, but what's the urgency?" ”

Zhao Yingluo nodded and briefly said what Concubine Pan Xian told her. Wen Boyuan was also shocked when he heard this, "Your Royal Highness Princess, this matter is not trivial, we must take action immediately." ”

So, he immediately sent someone to secretly keep an eye on the Drunken Immortal Building, and reported back as soon as there was a disturbance.

However, as the days passed, the stalkers did not find any trace of Zhao Gou.

Wen Boyuan and Zhao Yingluo couldn't help but start to wonder, did Concubine Pan Xianfei hear the wrong news? Or were the chamberlains deliberately misleading her?

But Zhao Yingluo didn't dare to relax in the slightest, she knew that if Zhao Gou really colluded with Qin Hui, it would be a disaster for her and the entire Great Song Dynasty.

In early summer, the sun shines dappled light and shadow through the lush foliage, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

On the ninth day of the first month of June, the drunken hibiscus is lit up and lively.

Chun Tao commanded the maids to place a huge cake in the middle of the courtyard, and the cake was six feet high.

It is adorned with delicate flowers and emerald green leaves, making it a mouth-watering sight.

Diners flocked to Drunken Hibiscus, and the reserved seats were already full.

They talked a lot, and they were all full of curiosity about this mysterious princess of the Great Song Dynasty.

And those young scholars were even more excited, they pulled up banners, splashed ink, and wrote down their love for Her Royal Highness the Princess.

At this time, Zhao Yingluo slowly walked out of the door of the drunken hibiscus surrounded by maids. Seeing Her Royal Highness the princess appear, those young people immediately boiled. They waved banners and flowers in their hands, and shouted the name of Her Royal Highness the princess, as if to shake the entire Bianjing City.

She was dressed in a carved skirt that swayed gently with her steps, like a blooming hibiscus.

With a faint smile on her face, she looked around and couldn't help but feel emotional.

This era, this world, is completely different from the world she once lived in, but she has found her own place and value here.

"Thank you all for coming," Zhao Yingluo cleared her throat and said loudly, "Today is the festive day of Drunken Hibiscus, and it is also my Zhao Yingluo's birthday." I am delighted to be able to celebrate this special day with all of you. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd erupted in applause and cheers.

The young scholars were even more excited, waving banners in their hands and shouting the name of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

In the procession, a young man in a blue robe was particularly excited, holding a blooming lotus flower in his hand, and chanting the verse in his mouth: "My fair lady, good gentleman." Your Royal Highness, you are as pure and flawless as this lotus flower, which fascinates me. ”

When another scholar next to him heard this, he was not to be outdone, and said: "This is a bad word, how can Her Royal Highness the princess be compared to a lotus?" She is the bright moon in the sky, the hibiscus on the earth, and we ordinary people can only look up to her light. ”

"That's right!" Another young man squeezed into the crowd, held up the banner in his hand, and read it out loud: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you are the goddess in my heart, and I am willing to go to the soup for you, and I will not hesitate!" ”

The young man's remarks immediately attracted the attention and laughter of those around him.

They all watched these crazy readers, and the discussion came and went.

Some admired their courage, while others laughed at their inadequacy.

But no matter what, these young people didn't care, they just wanted to be able to show their love for Her Royal Highness in their own way.

Zhao Yingluo smiled and signaled everyone to be quiet, and then continued: "In order to thank you for your continued support and love, Drunken Hibiscus will provide you with a free offer today. We hope you will enjoy the food and have fun. ”

Hearing the news, the crowd boiled again. Diners raised their glasses in celebration, and the courtyard of the drunken hibiscus was filled with laughter and the rich aroma of wine.

At this moment, Chun Tao hurriedly walked over and whispered in Zhao Yingluo's ear: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Lord Wen Boyuan sent someone to report that Emperor Zhao Gou went to the Drunken Immortal Tower again today. ”

Zhao Yingluo was slightly stunned, and then regained her composure. She nodded, motioning for Chun Tao to continue to be busy. Then she turned and walked to a secluded corner, and began to think about it.

The actions of his royal brother are becoming more and more frequent, which is undoubtedly a dangerous signal.