Why doesn't this king's concubine compete for favor?

Chapter 182 Didn't succeed, so angry
Situ Yong's heart was full of twists and turns, but his face was humble and warm:
"Where is the prince, it is because the minister did not hand over the invitation today, and went to the mansion presumptuously, disturbing the prince."

Qiuyue smiled lightly:
"Duke Yan came in such a hurry, must he have something important to discuss?"

Situ Yong had already prepared a reason before he came, so he said without changing his face:
"I haven't seen the prince in the court recently, but I met the supervisor of the Supervision Department several times in the palace. I learned that the prince has not gone to the Supervision Department recently. It just so happens that I have a case in my hand that needs to be admitted to the Supervision Department. Volume, so I came here recently to pay my respects to the prince."

Qiu Yuebai covered the stern look in her eyes, and her face was even more calm, he said:

"What is this king supposed to do? Yan Guo's official affairs must be done personally, which is really an example for all officials. This king really did not expect to come in person for such a trivial matter."

So, without waiting for Situ Yong to speak again, he called Zou Xian directly:
"Zou Xian, sort out the case of Lord Yan Guogong and put it in the register, and tomorrow I will instruct Sizheng, the supervisor of the Supervision Department, to handle it seriously."

Zou Xian should claim right away.

During the process again, Situ Yong still did not give up observing Qiu Yuebai, but to his disappointment, Qiu Yuebai was like a normal person, without any suspicious symptoms at all, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Once again fueling the arrogance of King Xunyang.

Situ Yong endured his depression again, talked with King Xunyang for a while, and then hurriedly left the mansion of King Xunyang on the grounds that something happened in the mansion.

After leaving the gate of the mansion and getting into the chariot, Situ Ming who was waiting in the chariot poked his head out and asked anxiously:
"Father, is King Xunyang seriously ill?"

"Get out!" Situ Yong yelled angrily, as if he had vented all the anger he had pent up just now on his son.

Situ Mingren was so frightened by his father's yell that he almost lay down on the ground. He hurriedly retreated to the corner of the carriage, not daring to say another word.

Situ Yong's chest rose and fell, obviously he was very angry. He especially felt that he hadn't vented his anger enough, so he pointed at Situ Ming and continued to curse:

"You are a thing that is not enough to accomplish anything! You know how to eat, drink, play and idle around all day long, and you are useless at all! Don't use these fake news to bluff me in the future! Get out of the car quickly, I don't want to see you again!"

Situ Mingren only felt that he was wronged to death, and he finally understood that King Xunyang was definitely not sick, not only not sick, but also very well, so good that he directly pissed his father into this appearance.

Situ Mingren moved to the door of the car against the wall of the car, and then he didn't know that the string was wrong, so he replied:
"Why are you yelling at me? It's not me who said this, it's all said by King Jinyang. You can yell at him directly."

Situ Yong's eyes widened suddenly, he picked up the low stool at hand and smashed it over. Fortunately, Situ Mingren was prepared, and ran away immediately after he had the courage to say this.

Situ Yong was so angry that he slowed down for a long time, thinking of his lovely little son and the gentle and pleasant Liu Ji, most of his anger dissipated, and he said to the coachman:
"Go to the suburbs of Beijing, the old place."

After Qiu Yuebai watched Situ Yong out of the mansion, she turned around and came back, because she was anxious to see Jiang Xin, when she reached the gate of the Juhua Palace in the inner courtyard, she couldn't help covering her chest and panting, Jiang Xin, who had been waiting in the Juhua Palace, had already stretched out After waiting for a long time with his neck stretched, seeing Qiu Yuebai from a distance, he rushed over immediately, grabbed Qiu Yuebai's arm, and his tone was full of worry:
"My lord, this medicine is too strong. Although you are fine now, you still need to rest more to fully recover."

　Today's two updates are over, so sleepy, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)