idle mistress

Chapter 125 The grace of saving lives
He is the eldest son of the Mausoleum Palace, and he has never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, but he never knew that an egg can make such a strange taste.

Seeing his expression, Xu Weiqiu knew that he liked him very much, so he couldn't help asking:
"Is it tasty?"

Zhao Yi looked up at her, and replied very maturely: "It's okay."

"If Yi'er likes it, mother will do it for you every day."

Zhao Yi didn't answer, he was still a child of eight or nine years old, couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, and ate up the whole fried egg in a short while.

Xu Weiqiu looked at his son quietly, the boy had the outline of the man in his eyebrows and eyes, but also blended with his own charm, maybe this is where the magic of life lies.

While eating, Zhao Yi raised his eyes and took a sneak peek at her, but stopped when he wanted to say something.

Xu Weiqiu didn't miss his hesitant expression, and asked softly: "What's the matter, do you have something to say to your mother?"

Biting his lower lip, Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Can you ask my father to release Aunt Yang?"

That's right, this child has been close to Sister Yang since he was a child, and seeing her being punished, he feels uncomfortable in his heart.

But she didn't know what Sister Yang had done to make Zhao Yan so merciless. She had asked, but the insiders kept silent.

She looked at her son and asked the question in her heart: "Yi'er, do you know what happened to your Aunt Yang?"

Zhao Yi shook his head: "I don't know either."

Seeing that the child was anxious, she stretched out her hand and patted the back of his hand: "Don't worry, mother will have a good talk with your father about this matter."

Zhao Yi nodded.

"The dishes are getting cold, eat quickly..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Haitang rushed over from outside and reported: "Ma'am, General Meng is asking to see you."

Hearing this, Xu Weiqiu was stunned for a moment: "General Meng? Is it Adjutant Meng Qimeng?"

Haitang nodded: "I am waiting for you in the flower hall."

"What did he come to see me for?"

Haitang replied: "I said I have something to tell Madam."

Xu Weiqiu nodded: "Cheng...Yi'er, eat well here, mother will come back when you go." After explaining to his son, Xu Weiqiu got up and went to the flower hall outside...

She was very puzzled in her heart, why did Meng Qi come to her?
Everyone knows that he is Zhao Yan's right-hand man. Many actions of this person come from the will of King Ling, and King Ling just left his house this morning. The adjutant came to convey?

"Your Majesty." Meng Qi, who was waiting in the flower hall, saw her coming in, and quickly stepped forward to salute.

"General Meng, please take a seat."

Xu Weiqiu asked people to sit down politely, and asked straight to the point: "I don't know why General Meng is here?"

Meng Qi didn't beat around the bush, but said bluntly: "Your Majesty, my subordinate was in charge of searching Yang's residence a few days ago, and found this note from a maid's residence. It was stolen from the bedroom."

While speaking, Meng Qi took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Xu Weiqiu took a look and saw that it was indeed a piece of paper that she took to count, with her own handwriting on it. She asked suspiciously, "Is there any problem with this?"

"My subordinate would like to ask, are these strange words written by the empress herself?" Meng Qi pointed to the Arabic numerals on it.

It was only then that Xu Weiqiu realized that the people of Dacheng Dynasty had never seen Arabic numerals, but Haitang had seen them before, so she just said that she was drawing talismans.

Thinking of this, Xu Weiqiu nodded and began to talk nonsense: "I just scribbled."

Unexpectedly, Meng Qi took out another manual and handed it to her with a serious face: "Your Majesty, please read this."

What kind of medicine does this man surnamed Meng sell in the gourd?

Xu Weiqiu reached out and took the manual with a puzzled face.

Meng Qi continued: "I seized this pamphlet nine years ago in the enemy camp in the west. If my subordinates read it correctly, the words on this pamphlet are exactly the same as those written by your mother."

Xu Weiqiu flipped through the manual.

He saw a look of bewilderment and bewilderment on her face at first, and then a look of incredulity; the speed of browsing gradually accelerated, and in the end, that white and delicate face was full of complex expressions.

But soon, she calmed down, looked up and followed Meng Qi.

Meng Qi also looked at her and said, "Looking at your mother's expression, she recognizes these words."

Xu Weiqiu nodded: "I can indeed understand the text on it, but you said that this booklet was found in the enemy camp, why did you bring it to me instead of handing it over to the prince? You are not afraid that I am a spy. ?”

Meng Qi shook his head: "This subordinate believes that the mother is not. A few years ago, the youngest son of my subordinate was suffering from an emergency. When his life was dying, it was thanks to the kindness of the mother Bodhisattva who rescued him. This subordinate has nothing to repay."

He didn't believe her, he was just betting that this benefactor who saved his Meng family's life was not an enemy spy.

Hearing this, Xu Weiqiu breathed a sigh of relief: "General Meng, thank you."

She knew that she couldn't make sense of this phenomenon for a while, and now she and Zhao Yan had just settled down.Once this booklet is handed over to Zhao Yan, regardless of whether Zhao Yanxiang believes in him or not, there will definitely be suspicions, and the relationship between husband and wife may regenerate suspicion.

"General Meng, I can assure you that I am definitely not a meticulous writer. As for the origin of these words, it is not convenient for me to tell you; but this manual may be somewhat distant from me. I wonder if General Meng can keep it. "

Meng Qi nodded.

Thinking of his son's request, Xu Weiqiu couldn't help asking: "There is one more thing, I wonder if I can ask the general to tell you something."

"My lady, please tell me."

"Just now you said that you were responsible for the search of Yang's residence. I don't know what this sister Yang did to make the prince so unhappy?"

Now, Meng Qi made it difficult: "Your Highness has confessed that you must not tell the empress, for fear of affecting the mood of the empress."

Xu Weiqiu's face became serious: "So, this matter is still related to me?"

Meng Qi nodded.

"Please tell me, General Meng."

After hesitating again and again, Meng Qi still told her the cause of the incident in detail, and added: "This straw paper is what the girl picked up to wrap up when she stole the hair from the empress's bedroom."

Xu Weiqiu felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard this. She has never been a superstitious person, and she never believes that the art of hating victory can really cause any substantial harm to people.

It's just that Sister Yang usually looks kind and friendly with her, but secretly hates herself so much that she can't wait to curse herself to death. Such deep thoughts inevitably make people feel chilling.

Thinking back to all these years, this man surnamed Yang has shown his kindness to his son, and he doesn't know whether it is true or false.

(End of this chapter)