After wearing the book, I was pampered by Master Guoshi!

In the huge hall, the woman sobbed softly, and Wen Renjing, who was in the high position, frowned.

"I agree with this matter." She said lightly.

And Qingyin at the bottom gently wiped her tears, raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and kowtowed sincerely in her eyes.

There was firmness in the soft voice, "My concubine, thank Your Majesty Long En."

Since then, Qingyin went to practice in the temple, and there was no Qingyin beauty in the palace, but the little princess raised in Ruyue Palace grew up day by day.

"Your Majesty, the child in Lenggong is not of your blood, so this slave thinks it's better to send him away as soon as possible."

Yanxi has reminded this countless times in the past few days, the teacup in her hand is filled with smoke, and the sandalwood in the hall is leisurely.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Wen Renjing felt helpless, it seemed that she couldn't be too soft-hearted, Wen Renqin is still under confinement in the Nine Princes' Mansion, and the child is still a child, so he can't send it there.

Rumors and gossips in the palace have been going on these days, and even a few veteran officials in the court dare not mention the matter of the heir.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister and several adults are asking to see you." Xiao Dezi reported outside the door.

Wen Renjing sighed softly and raised her hand to signal people to come in, Yanxi lowered her eyes and took away the remaining tea on the table.

After a while, several old ministers and the prime minister walked in, wearing official uniforms and holding books of advice in their hands.

"The minister waited to see His Majesty."

"Exemption."

Shen Qingbai spoke first, "Your Majesty, there have been rumors in recent days that the princess is not from His Majesty's blood."

Wen Renjing looked at Shen Qingbai slightly, her eyes were cold, her thin lips were smiling, she gently touched the jade ring in her hand, and said casually, "Then what's your opinion, Prime Minister?"

As soon as these words came out, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally looked at Shen Qingbai.

He is Shen Meiren's father, and he was the one who sent him into the palace back then. Although it was a rumor, there is no storm without fire. Who can see who in this huge palace?
"I feel that since the princess is not of the royal blood, she can't stay, and neither can the concubine." A plausible voice sounded.

Everyone looked at Shen Qingbai, the appearance of killing relatives so righteously was very admirable.

Everyone has heard some of the gossip, so they will naturally think about it for the sake of the prime minister.

"Then follow what the prime minister said."

A moderate voice resounded in the imperial study room, and several veteran officials dared not speak out loudly, perhaps it was an illusion that the majesty of the emperor was getting stronger.

Shen Qingbai clenched his fingers, his pale face faltering, and said for a long while, "Thank you, Your Majesty Long En."

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

The Minister of the Household Department came forward, blocked Shen Qingbai's figure, and said seriously, "Now the flood in the south has been settled, the affairs of Jinzhou are already stable, and the people's well-being and happiness are all thanks to your Majesty."

Flattering?Wen Renjing casually raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

He said calmly, "I don't have the time to listen to your flattery."

"Your Majesty, what I mean is that it's time for His Majesty to choose a concubine. Now that the harem is scattered and His Majesty has few heirs, it is for the sake of the country and the country."

"I'm sure, Ji Zhizi just went back, I feel that the harem is cold and gloomy, and it's time to find some newcomers." She pretended to think seriously, sat back on her seat, and tapped on the table.

Then he looked at the Minister of the Household Department, "I remember that your son-in-law is now crowned, how about letting him enter the palace?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." He took a few steps back tremblingly, he was just such a single seedling, if he became a broken sleeve, how would he continue the incense.

This sentence caused the son of the Minister of the Household Department to hide at home for several years, fearing that the emperor would take a fancy to him when he went out.

"I remember that the son of the Minister of Rites is also a talent, why not?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at the old minister on the other side, her eyes full of hints.

It is no longer Tianqi's secret that the emperor eats all men and women.

The Minister of Rites waved his hand, "No, no, Your Majesty made a mistake. Your son is only thirteen this year."

"Oh, that would be a pity."

She shook her head again, regretting helplessly, and the veterans lowered their heads and were very helpless.

"Since you have nothing to do, let's leave, I'm a little tired." Wen Renjing got up and patted his sleeves, and left the imperial study room without looking back, heading towards the boundary of Ziyuan.

"Absurd, really absurd!"

"Your Majesty is really so ridiculous."

The several old ministers headed by the prime minister naturally saw that such an upright Wen Renjing was heading in the direction of Ziyuan, but they were very helpless.

Even the current regent can't persuade the emperor anymore, it's really ridiculous.

"Master Prime Minister, the regent is your son-in-law, you need to persuade him a lot."

"If this continues, how will the heir issue be resolved?"

"The truth will find a way."

……

In the aster garden, the remaining flowers are falling into shadows, and the outside of the hall is covered with snow-white snow. The branches are sprouting tender new shoots, and the green plums are blooming. It is really a beautiful scene.

It's just that it's already April, and the outside is full of flowers, and there is still such a heavy snow here, which is very curious.

"Do you like it?" A deep and gentle voice sounded.

Suddenly Wen Renjing was wrapped in a cloak from behind by a person, and the smell of Cymbidium was very familiar.

She poked the snow with her hand, her thin eyebrows were slightly curved, her eyelashes were overgrown, her eyes were cold and beautiful, and she was smiling at this moment, "So beautiful, did Master Guoshi use a spell? "

Turning around, she hugged his waist directly.

Rolling his eyes, he said very seriously, "Master Guoshi, why don't you teach me this trick too?"

Rong Chen smiled softly, and lightly touched her cheek with his slender fingers. He was very satisfied with the soft touch, and lifted her head slightly.

The corners of his mouth raised a little, and he said slowly, "Since your majesty wants to learn, you have to let me get something."

Hearing this, before she could react, a kiss with the fragrance of Cyranil came down, which made her eyes dilate a little for a moment, and she really became more active.

What on earth has he been doing these days? There seems to be a bit of tyranny on his body.

The corner of her mouth hurt, she frowned, "It hurts!"

Looking at Rong Chen with some resentment, this guy was still smiling, which made her very upset, so she put her arms around his neck and pulled him down a lot, and bit his neck hard.

Leaving quickly from his side, he said with a smile, "My lord, please retaliate!"

"His Majesty."

Rong Chen's expression became much calmer, and he smiled calmly.

In the end, Wen Renjing was still caught, but it was different from what she thought, and she was writing the talisman with great distress, stroke by stroke with great force, gritted her teeth and worked hard.