The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 660

Wen Xian sat on the sedan chair and meditated for a while, then said: "Take the path and go see the place where Yan Chongrong slipped and fell."

Li Rong responded and walked into the alley with the little eunuch carrying the sedan chair.

After walking around for a while, I came to a rockery passageway. There were still some untreated marks on the ground, and it could be seen that Yan Chongrong fell down here.

Wen Xian got out of the sedan chair and looked around, and found that a protruding corner of the rockery was stained with blood. The corner was a bit sharp, obviously someone had sharpened it with something.

Wen Xian raised her hand to touch that corner, and felt a slight tingling sensation in her fingertips.

This corner has been sharpened, no wonder Yan Chongrong's face was scratched so deeply.

Wen Xian glanced at Xia Zhi at the side, Xia Zhi blessed her body and immediately asked two little eunuchs to grind down the corner of the rockery.

Then Wen Xian took a closer look at the surrounding ground.

The aisle is very wide, how can the person who puts the incense sticks ensure that Yan Chongrong will step on the incense sticks.

Wen Xian couldn't understand this.

After thinking for a while, Chunliu reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's time to go back for lunch."

Only then did Wen Xian get into the sedan chair and drive back to Fengyi Palace.

After lunch, Wen Xian put the matter aside for a while, as there were still a few concubines in the palace who were sick.

After sending people to inquire one by one, it was found out that a few of them were just chilled by the cold wind during the few days of watching the theater.

Wen Xian didn't know what to say for a while.

The few days before the Chinese New Year was really cold, especially Changyin Pavilion was ventilated on all sides.

The draft is especially cold.

After sending someone to deliver the decoction, Wen Xian started to fill the capacity.

After all, Yan Chongrong is a person, nothing can happen now.

Firstly, Yan Chongrong is from Yu Country, and secondly, the emperor wants to use Yan Chongrong as a target.

No one is more suitable as a target than Yan Chongrong. After all, only the mother clan behind Yan Chongrongsheng's beauty can't directly intervene in the affairs of the government.

After much deliberation, Wen Xiansi didn't come to a conclusion, so she brought the fragrant soap and the ground corner of the rockery to find Meng Chengye.

At that time, Meng Chengye was dealing with the memorial, and the people below were really afraid that he would have a good year, and all old things and trivial matters would be brought up to him.

Meng Chengye was so angry that he wished he could go to court in Kaifeng today and scold them.

It's just looking for something to do.

Meng Chengye sighed, and continued to concentrate on processing the memorial.

After finishing dealing with the other side, he can go to Chacha.

Speaking of which, today I heard that Yan Chongrong's face was cut, and I don't know what happened.

Do you want to go to Yanchongrong Palace first and then go to Chacha's place?

Meng Chengye put down the pen in his hand and began to meditate.

When Meng Chengye was thinking about where to go, Yang Fu came in and said, Wen Xian is here.

Meng Chengye was a little surprised.

The queen usually doesn't want to come to him if she has nothing to do.

If you came to him, you must have something to talk about. I think the only thing that counts as a major event in the palace is the matter of Yan's disfigurement.

Sure enough, Wen Xian's first words after paying her respects were: "The concubine came here for the matter of Yan Chongrong."

Meng Chengye got up and sat on the soft couch beside him, "Does the Empress have any questions for me?"

Wen Xian nodded, and raised her hand to summon a little eunuch: "Please look, Your Majesty, this is the stick that caused Yan Chongrong to fall, and this rockery is the one that cut Yan Chongrong's face."

Meng Chengye looked at the piece of fragrant soap and frowned.

(End of this chapter)