The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Chapter 169: After some time, I will...

"I obey the decree and will definitely treat the princess as my own and take good care of her."

Concubine Shu's face was dull, but anyone could see the joy under her gentle eyebrows.
Jin Xiuyi suddenly came back to her senses and kowtowed to Song Jingzhang, "Your Majesty, I don't have any concubines, it's this lowly maid..."

Song Jingzhang frowned.
Zhao Youzheng gave Jin Xiuyi a sly look and had him gag her mouth and drag her out.

Calm returned to the palace, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Gu Wanyu held up the handkerchief and put it against the tip of her nose.
Using the cover of his movements, he glanced at the expressionless Lin, and then lowered his head.

Song Jingzhang noticed it and raised his hand slightly to ask everyone to leave.
But he was interrupted by Lin's preemptive words,
"Your Majesty, it was my concubine who neglected her duties and failed to detect in time Jin Xiu and Shen's evil intentions towards Ning Zhaoyi. That's why that lowly maid took advantage of her and caused Ning Zhaoyi to be frightened and have fetal motility. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Song Jingzhang's arms paused slightly, "It's the fault of Mrs. Shen and that cheap maid, it has nothing to do with the Queen. Get up."

After saying that, he looked at the concubines who were still kneeling on the ground in front of him and said, "You should also get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The concubines stood up slowly with the help of the maids beside them.

Mrs. Lin led everyone to leave with a wink.

The blood stains in the hall were quickly cleaned up. Qing Huan and the others opened the windows and got some fresh flowers. The smell of rust was suppressed.

The smell became fresher, and the depression in her heart gradually dissipated. She took off the brocade handkerchief, moved slightly, and changed into a comfortable position.

"What, is it still uncomfortable?" Song Jingzhang took the cup of warm water offered by Qing Huan and handed it to her lips with his own hand.
"If you feel uncomfortable, then move to Changchun Palace first."

Gu Wanyu followed his hand and took a sip of water, then shook her head.

"My concubine is fine."

It's just a slave who died in front of her. She has seen many dead people, so she is not taboo about this.

I never believed in ghosts and gods,

What's more, if Hongxing really has a complaint, it won't be her.

Song Jingzhang retracted his arm, handed the teacup back to Qinghuan, and waved him off.

Then he held her hand tightly and said, "I feel sorry for you."

Gu Wanyu looked up along the hands of the two of them, and saw his eyes with a hint of guilt.

Guilt?

She wanted to laugh, but held it back.

"The palace is magnificent, and the sisters appear harmonious on the surface. Who would have thought that there would be those vicious people who harbor evil intentions and act recklessly in private?"

She took his hand and shook it, "The emperor has already sought justice for his concubine and his son, so there is no need to talk about the word 'grievance'."

Song Jingzhang raised his eyes and stared at her for a while,
Suddenly he took her into his arms,
His warm thin lips were close to her ear, "Don't worry, I will never let something like this happen again."

Gu Wanyu looked stunned.
After coming back to his senses, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and hugged me back, "I believe in you, I believe."

————————I am the dividing line between two people————————

"I don't want to hunt geese all day long, but today I got pecked in the eye by geese."

In Fengqi Palace, Mrs. Lin stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Yaohua Palace from a distance, and spoke in a faint tone, full of irony.

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

Behind them, Bai Zhi, Bai Fu and others knelt on the ground.
None of them expected that Hongxing would suddenly rebel and take everything on herself, causing the eldest princess to take advantage of Concubine Shu in vain.

"Fortunately, the general direction is as expected," Aunt Nai brought hot tea and comforted her warmly.
"Besides, this old slave shouldn't say anything. It's just a sick princess. Even if it is given to Concubine Shu, how much trouble can she make?"

"Fortunately, that bitch still had some luck in her heart and didn't dare to bite the empress." Mrs. Lin took the hot tea but didn't drink it. She just held it in her hand and looked at the heat rising from above.
In my heart, I very much agree with what Aunt Nai said.

If the result hadn't been in line with her expectations, Bai Zhi and others wouldn't just be kneeling here now.

Mrs. Lin took a sip of tea, put the tea cup on the table aside, turned around and said lightly, "That's it, everyone, get up."

"Thank you for your forgiveness." Bai Zhi and others stood up to express their gratitude.

Then, with Lin's tacit approval, he resigned and went back to work.

Aunt Nai spoke hesitantly and suggested: "Mother, if Jin Xiu and Shen are alive, they will be a disaster after all. Do you want them?"

"No need," Mrs. Lin curled her lips and looked far away, "There are people who are looking forward to her death more than us!"

"If someone does it for us, why dirty our own hands?"

Aunt Nai understood instantly, nodded and said, "That's what the Queen said."

The master and servant looked at each other and smiled.
With the support of Aunt Nai, Mrs. Lin returned to the inner room to rest.
After kneeling for nearly two hours, her legs and feet were sore and she was tired.

Seeing that Ms. Lin closed her eyes and seemed to be sleeping, Grandma gently put down the bed curtain and turned around to leave.

A faint voice came from behind, "Mommy, hurry up with that medicine."

Aunt Nai paused slightly, turned around and responded softly, "Don't worry, Madam."

After that, he quietly exited the hall with Lin's wave.

In Chonghua Palace,

Maybe Song Jingzhang really felt guilty and insisted on seeing her fall asleep before leaving.

Gu Wanyu had no choice but to grow sleepy under his gaze.

Fortunately, the two of them have been sharing the same bed for a long time, so she doesn't have anything to be embarrassed about.
The expected difficulty in falling asleep did not happen.

Smelling the scent of pine ink mixed with longyan incense on his body, she rarely fell asleep quickly.
Ever since she was pregnant, and even before that, as early as her sister's death, she had had a hard time sleeping.
There are so many things that require planning and thinking.
But those who think too much rarely have a place to sleep.

She is also the kind of person who sees five steps, counts eight steps, talks three steps, and takes one step. It can be said that it is excellent to be able to sleep peacefully.

Half asleep and half awake,
Feeling Song Jingzhang stand up, he gently tucked her into bed.

I thought he would leave,
As a result, the next moment, a slightly cool fingertip gently landed on the center of her eyebrows.

In this hall where earth dragons are still burning in early spring, the tightly wrapped warm quilt does not feel cold, but it feels very comfortable to the touch.

She subconsciously relaxed her brows and rubbed them.
Provoking a very light chuckle,

What followed was Song Jingzhang’s unique deep voice,

"After a while, I will..."

Just what?
In the hazy moment, her consciousness was somewhat unclear.

I don’t know if he didn’t finish speaking or if he couldn’t hear clearly. The subsequent words seemed to disappear in the air and became silent.
Then she fell completely into a dream.

When I woke up again, it was already the hour of the second day.
During the period of her recovery after "fetal contamination", she did not need to go to Fengqi Palace to pay her respects.

Naturally, there was no need to get up in a hurry, so I lay down slowly for another quarter of an hour.

Then he softly called Qinghuan and others to wash up.
"Mother, for breakfast, the small kitchen made some lily and tremella soup, as well as the milky red date dumpling that you praised a few days ago. You are not feeling well yet, why not use it on the bed table?" Qingguo suggested warmly.

"Yes." Gu Wanyu nodded in agreement, "Where is the second princess? Are you crying?"