Has His Royal Highness chased his wife's crematorium today?

Chapter 127

The news of Lin Guiren's return to favor did not cause much disturbance in the harem.

This is probably related to the sudden madness of the emperor, who loves one and hates the other from time to time.

The few concubines who cared about where the emperor stayed at night were not in the mood to fight now.

For example, Concubine Zheng didn't even stop embroidering when she heard the maid report.

"Your Lin has been favored many times, why has he never had any heirs?"

Thinking of this, Concubine Zheng cheered up, "Speaking of which, I remember that there are more than a dozen concubines who have been favored over the years, and none of them are pregnant."

Shi Zhu's eyelids trembled, trying to stop Concubine Zheng from continuing to think wildly, "Your Majesty, His Highness the Seventh Prince will enter the palace this afternoon."

Concubine Zheng snorted softly, "He will only make me angry when he enters the palace. Your Majesty won't have any problems, right?"

Hearing this, several palace guards standing there couldn't help but gasp.

Is this what they can hear?
Shi Zhu tremblingly poured tea into Concubine Zheng's teacup, "Your Majesty, the walls have ears, if others listen to it, His Majesty will be angry."

Concubine Zheng originally wanted to say, just get angry if you are angry, anyway, she is not favored now, and Zijin has no hope in that regard.

Why should she wrong herself so much.

Moreover, the few times His Majesty came here, she was terrified, she might as well not come.

But Concubine Zheng didn't continue talking after all, she just looked at the half-embroidered mandarin ducks and smiled, "I would rather they all be pregnant, so that the harem can be lively."

Anyway, she is hopeless, so it's better to make more troubles, so that she, who can only watch the theater now, can have a good time.

After several days of continuous snow, it finally lightened up.

Under Qiuyue's arrangement, Yun Zhao was wrapped up like a bloated bear.

But this is also good, that is, she does not feel cold while holding the snow.

She sat in the pavilion and waited for a while, and Shouan hurried over with a few servants.

"Crown Princess." Shou An saluted first, then handed over the letter in his hand.

Letters from the frontier, whether addressed to the empress or Yun Zhao, must be sent to the emperor first.

There are a lot of creases on the letter paper. It is obvious that the person who read the letter almost broke it and crumbled the research of each word.

I'm afraid that some important information in it has been overlooked.

Yun Zhao hid the disdain in his heart, and took the letter over to read.

It's not that different from the ones before it.

The main thing was to report her safety, and at the end, there was a letter from her brother.

After reading it, Yun Zhao saw that Shou An was still waiting, so he returned the letter.

Shou An sighed, took it away, put it away and said, "It's cold today, the princess should go back earlier, otherwise you will have to drink ginger tea when the cold wind blows."

Yun Zhao nodded and asked Su Xi to send Shou'an to the intersection of Tingzi.

"Crown princess, I heard from the servants around the empress that the empress is going to send someone to send something to the frontier."

"The servant thinks, should the princess send some over by the way."

After Qiuyue tried it, she explained, "It just so happens that the eldest brother of the Crown Princess is also there..."

Before Qiuyue could finish speaking, Yun Zhao had already agreed.

The queen stared at the things sent by Fanghua Palace, looked at it and picked out a string from the box.

Made of red and black thin thread, the style is simple but looks very dignified.

"Why are you on the top, there is no jade or anything?"

Mother Feng smiled and said, "Perhaps His Royal Highness has it."

The queen raised her eyebrows, "Yes."

She glanced out of the window, the weather changed very fast this year, and the snow came the earliest.

Lanjing is so cold, not to mention the frontier where the war is burning.

The queen sighed, but this time she didn't feel that the emperor's actions were wrong.

Bei Xiao doesn't send troops now, and will send troops in the future.

It's all a matter of time, ambition, it's not only Bei Xiao who has it.

"Your Majesty, the princess' guards are here again."

"I sent the Buddhist scriptures, saying that she copied them by herself, praying for His Highness, and hope that the empress will send them together."

The queen pressed her hand between her eyebrows, "I almost forgot about her, since she is so careful, let's take it with me."

"There are only a few volumes of scriptures on the left and right, so bring them with you."

Nanny Feng: "..."

It was only after the Buddhist scriptures were delivered that the queen understood why Nanny Feng's expression was just now.

These are not many volumes of scriptures, they are almost piled up into a hill.

She took a few books to read, and frowned, "Chu Xi copied them all?"

This is the day and night without sleep, and it is impossible to copy so many Buddhist scriptures.

Nanny Feng shook her head, "It was copied by the people in her palace. Because of the shortage of manpower, His Majesty even sent a lot of people over."

Queen: "..."

If it’s just a few volumes of scriptures, then send them over like a hill, for whom to read them?
Or hold it as a charcoal fire to keep warm.

"Rearrange someone to send it off, and don't worry about it later."

……

"Your Highness." Fan Zhou walked in from outside the military tent, clasped his fists and said, "The two princes want to lead the army."

Xiao Changyin didn't take off his armor, so there were stains and bloodstains all over his body.

He took off the armor and put it on the shelf, and walked to the table, "Tell them, leading the army is not a trivial matter, if you want to die, you can do it yourself, don't drag those soldiers down."

The corner of Fan Zhou's mouth twitched. He felt that if the two princes heard this, they would most likely die of anger.

Sure enough, he expressed his consciousness even if it was euphemistically.

The two princes turned red with anger at these words, and supported by their anger, they rushed to Xiao Changyin's military tent on the spot.

"I said fourth brother, you are too much."

"Although your third brother and I have never led the army, we may not be inferior to you in riding and archery skills as well as the art of war."

"Are you worried that your third brother and I will come back victorious and steal your limelight?"

"Or do you want to turn this place into your one-word hall?"

The person who spoke was Xiao Changqi, and the line was two.

Xiao Changyin rolled his eyelids, and looked at the two expressionlessly.

He still carried the hostility from the moment he came off the battlefield, and just looking at them at this moment made them retreat subconsciously.

"Fan Zhou, tie up the two of you."

"Presumptuous, I am the third prince and your own elder brother, who dares to tie me up?" The third prince Xiao Changmo glared.

The soldier holding the rope was not afraid of the words, but tied the two tightly.

Fan Zhou laughed twice, and asked several soldiers to carry him over.

But Xiao Changyin raised his hand to stop it, "Leave it here and take them with me at night."

Only then did he look at the two of them with an indifferent expression, "Since you want to go to the battlefield, Gu will let you go. If you can bear it, I will lead the troops for you later."

The two thought that Xiao Changyin was compromising, and they were getting proud when they remembered that they were still tied up.

He couldn't help but play awe-inspiring to the soldiers around him.

Fan Zhou found it annoying, so he found two pieces of cloth and stuffed them in their mouths.

Several generals came to discuss the tactics for the night, and they were a little stunned when they caught sight of the two people who were tied up from the corner of their eyes.

(End of this chapter)