Lonely non-good minister

Emperor Taikang didn't leave her to talk in the Taihua Palace. After Song Yuan came out, Chang De followed closely.

"My lord." A rare look of embarrassment appeared on Chang De's face: "It happened just now."

Song Yuan hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I know what to say and what not to say, and I don't dare to speak rashly."

Chang De smiled: "The servant knows that the young master is the most measured, but the young master still has to go to the Mingzhang Hall to pay his respects?"

"I won't go. The imperial concubine's body hasn't recovered yet. I rushed over to let her know that the younger generation is also unwell, so I'm just worried."

Will the noble concubine worry about the safety of King Zhongshan?I'm afraid it's too late to be happy.

It's just that Chang De only dared to think about this kind of words in his heart, and didn't dare to say it directly. He smiled and nodded: "Young master, go back to study first, homework is important."

"Ah."

Song Yuan went back to Feiyun Hall, and after a while, someone from Mingzhang Hall came, saying that Concubine Xi had summoned him.

Wei Yansheng was afraid that Song Yuan would be careless, so he hurriedly reminded: "They want to see the young master now, just to find out the exact news of the prince, the young master should not go."

"It's not about asking for news, it's about wanting to start from me and give the palace a fatal blow." Song Yuan looked at the person who sent the message outside: "I'm afraid the trap has already been set, just wait for me."

Wei Yan panicked: "Then we can't go."

Song Yuan was silent, she was weighing, after the crown prince left, the words that Emperor Taikang said probably had reached the crown prince's ears, and now that Concubine Xi let her go, it is very likely that she set a trap to wait for her.

She didn't get up, Wei Yan also noticed it, and immediately went out and said to the messenger outside: "The imperial concubine has summoned her, and she should have gone to pay her respects immediately, but our son has been ill for a long time, and he may be infected with illness. For the sake of the imperial concubine's well-being, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay her respects."

"The noble concubine is worried about the prince's body, and letting the son go is also concerned. The son is filial to consider the noble concubine, but it is not right for the empress to worry about it all the time. The servants are stupid. I really don't know how to comfort you. Please let the son go. Let's go." The people outside were reluctant.

Wei Yan didn't have much experience in detours. What this person said made his mind stuck for a while before he could straighten out the meaning. He opened his mouth but didn't know how to continue to refuse.

Song Yuan listened quietly in the room, more and more sure that the other party has a trap waiting for him, otherwise he wouldn't be so strong.

"Young Master, please leave." The person who sent the message already had the intention of intimidation. King Zhongshan fell ill, and the East Palace was so unscrupulous that they were unwilling to continue to make superficial efforts.

Song Yuan thought for a long time, and called Wei Yan in: "You check the room once, and if you find anything suspicious, put it away immediately, and I'll go back as soon as I go."

"My lord, don't go." Wei Yan was very worried: "Since we know they have a trap, wouldn't we be throwing ourselves into the trap if we go?"

Song Yuan glanced outside: "Looking at this posture, do you think it's possible not to go?"

Wei Yan was flabbergasted, and could only curse fiercely: "These scumbags, the prince is only seriously ill, and they are so arrogant."

"Naturally, I have no political achievements to back me up. Others respect me only because of the status of my father and brother." Song Yuan went out after speaking, looking at the person who sent the message with a calm expression: "Let's go."

The person who sent the message suddenly smiled and led her to the Mingzhang Hall.

Song Yuan didn't speak all the way, she seemed to be preoccupied in silence, the person who came to pass the message looked at her quietly for several times, and finally dared to speak up: "The imperial concubine has always been kind, so don't be afraid, sir."

Song Yuan gave him a sideways glance, not interested in talking to him at all.

"Yuan'er." Song Jun happened to be right behind, he often went to the palace to pay respects to the noble concubine, today he rushed here after learning that Song Yuan had entered the palace, Zhaoning was also with him.

Song Yuan rarely smiled, and deliberately stopped and waited: "What a coincidence, cousin, are you here to say hello?"

"Yeah." She actually smiled to herself, Song Juan felt that today should be an auspicious day, but instead became more reserved: "Are you also going to pay your respects to the imperial concubine?"

Song Yuan nodded: "The imperial concubine summoned me, and I can't shirk it, so let's go."

She didn't shy away from telling the story, Song Jun and Zhaoning's smiles froze at the same time, and Song Jun's eyes turned unkind to the messenger.

"Dog slave, are you holding chicken feathers as arrows again?"

"Master Mingjian, the servant dare not." The messenger trembled, and lost the arrogance and glibness just now.

Song Jun kicked him over: "Is this dog slave disrespectful? Yuan'er, just say it, and vent your anger for you, brother."

Song Yuan didn't speak, Zhao Ning hurriedly stopped Song Jun: "Sixth Brother, don't be impulsive."

Only then did Song Jun lower the air pressure, but his face was still ugly. The person who sent the message got up tremblingly, hunched over, and dared not lift his head.

"Little cousin, is Fifth Uncle alright? Has his condition improved after the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment?" Zhaoning's concern was very polite, without intentional hypocrisy.

Song Yuan pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "I was diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor, and I recovered well. I was afraid that the emperor would be worried, so I was ordered to enter the palace early to accompany him."

"That's good. Everyone outside is saying that Uncle Wu is hopeless, and those words make people worry." Zhaoning didn't have a heart at all.

Song Jun hurriedly pulled her away, looked at Song Yuan and was afraid that she would get angry, Zhaoning finally realized that, just as he was about to apologize Song Yuan laughed

"It doesn't matter. People outside always like to catch wind and shadows. This is normal. If we really lose, let's go quickly. Since we want to greet you, don't go too late."

Song Juan hurriedly echoed: "Yes, let's go quickly."

They came to Mingzhang Hall together, knowing that Song Jun and Zhaoning also came to pay their respects, Concubine Xi, who always liked her children and grandchildren to come and have a good time before her knees, grimaced: "What are they here for?"

"We met halfway, the son and the princess are here to pay their respects." The person who sent the message explained quickly, for fear that the blame would fall on him.

The Crown Princess Liu, who was serving tea and water beside Concubine Xi, had long been disgusted with Song Jun, and immediately said, "That child, Jun'er, is closer to Song Yuan than to his own brother. Son, knowing that the East Palace and the Palace are not dealing with each other, he is still so close to Song Yuan, he really is not sensible at all."

"Enough." Concubine Xi didn't want to hear her rambling at all: "Jun'er is a good boy who values ​​affection and filial piety. He comes to talk with Ben Gong whenever he has time. How can such a good boy be ignorant? He has nothing serious to do. Do, if you can't even have a harmonious relationship between brothers, isn't it a waste?"

These words had some connotations in Song Shu, the princess's face turned red and white, and she was speechless in embarrassment.

"You are also over half a century old, and you have been a mistress for more than [-] years, why do you still have such a mean and stingy temper? Thanks to me, if you were someone else, would you still speak ill of your own children? If your words are spread, won’t it be a joke for others?” Guifei Xi became angry and reprimanded the Crown Princess for being merciless.