prosperous power pet

Chapter 19
The pattern of omens on the tortoise shell shows the pattern of flying birds, that is to say... the result of the divination, the instruction from the gods - it is Song Qingyu, the concubine of Anyang Emperor.

His pupils dilated suddenly, the darkness surged, and there was a momentary blankness in his mind.And the heart beat violently, and at that moment, it seemed to jump out of the chest cavity.

It wasn't until the intermittent conversation sounded next to his ears that Yang Fu regained his senses slightly.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and continued to listen attentively.

The other witch obviously figured out the key point, and took a breath, "You mean... the result of the divination is... Anyang Diji...?"

"Ah."

"Then Anyang Diji is willing?"

"I don't know about that. However, Emperor Liang has not yet established a queen. If he marries to Liang Kingdom, he will become the queen of a kingdom. You think, Emperor Ji Anyang's mother's family doesn't have much influence here. With such a good opportunity, she Can you not want to?"

The other responded in agreement.

"By the way, I also heard that Anyang Diji seems to be preparing to perform at the emperor's birthday banquet. These days, she has been practicing diligently in the palace. There was no such rule in the past. Isn't it because she is so caring about her performance in the palace?" Make a good impression on Prime Minister Shen at the palace banquet?"

"It's true when you say that."

"Okay, let's go back quickly, otherwise we won't be able to do business with Lord Taibuling. We can't say that others know what we just said, otherwise, we will all suffer."

"I know, let's go..."

The two stopped talking and left in a hurry.

After the two walked away, the surroundings returned to calm.After a long time, Yang Fu came out from behind the tree where he hid.His footsteps were solemn, his face was gloomy, and his deep eyes were full of anger.

He punched the trunk with his fist and walked away in a huff.

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Song Qinghuan had already had lunch in Xingyue Palace at this time.

"Your Highness, would you like to take a nap?" Shen Xing called someone to remove the lunch, and looked at Song Qinghuan who was standing by the window thinking.

"No need." Song Qinghuan lazily looked back.

"Then Your Highness, are you going to continue practicing konghou this afternoon?"

Song Qinghuan blinked her long eyelashes, and Qingling's voice paused, "No, this afternoon...I'm going to Xuanshi Hall."

Shen Xing was slightly stunned, "Your Highness wants to go to the Emperor?" His Highness has never been favored. Although the Emperor's impression of him has changed during this period of time, His Highness knows how to measure it. It is rare for His Highness to take the initiative to find the Emperor without being summoned. when.

Song Qinghuan turned around, "Go and ask Liu Yue to come in, I have something to tell you."

"Yes." Seeing Song Qinghuan's serious expression, Shen Xing didn't dare to neglect, and hastily called Liu Yue in, closed the palace door, and ordered people to guard outside.

"Father is suspicious, and the result of a divination...may not be enough to make him make up his mind. I need to add fuel to the flames." Song Qinghuan's gaze slowly turned back from the window, and the bottom of his eyes was thoughtful. look.

"What does Your Highness want to do?" Shen Xing said in a deep voice.

"Shen Xing, help me to watch someone." Song Qinghuan waved, and whispered a few words in the ears of Shen Xing and Liu Yue who were approaching.

Both Shen Xing and Liu Yue were stunned, their pupils suddenly shrank, and they stared at Song Qinghuan in disbelief, "Your Highness, you mean...?"

Song Qinghuan nodded, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Keep an eye on him, and if there is any change, send someone to Xuanshi Hall to tell me. From now on, we'll just wait and see the good show."

"No." Shen Xing and Liu Yue agreed in a stern voice.Shen Xing went down to prepare first, saluted and exited the Xingyue Palace.

"Liuyue, help me change my clothes." Song Qinghuan ordered, turned and entered the inner hall.

Not long after, Song Qinghuan's figure appeared on the way to Xuanshi Hall.

Dressed in a sky-blue brocade embroidered dress, the skirt is graceful, and she walks like a lazy autumn water.A head of black silk is tied into a weeping willow bun, and a slanted hairpin is a jade hairpin wrapped with flowers, green beads and green beads, with silver tassels hanging down, shaking slightly on the sideburns.This attire, this appearance, is very much like a person.

The woman in the painting named Qingluanyin in Weiyang Palace is Song Qinghuan's mother and concubine, Qingxuan's wife, Yuli.

Song Qinghuan's outfit today was indeed deliberate.

She wanted to see whether the affection of the imperial father for the concubine mother was love or hatred.If it is love, how much is left?

After walking for a while without rushing, the Hall of Xuanshi was already in sight.

The weather these few days has been excellent, the sky is high and wide, and there are few clouds drifting by.Against the blue sky, the majestic Xuanshi Hall is more majestic and splendid, with golden tiles and glass, shining brightly.

Walking to the front of the hall, the maid on duty at the gate saluted her, "I have seen Empress Wuyang."

Song Qinghuan nodded slightly, "Is the father there?"

"Return to Your Highness, here."

"Go and report, and say that I am asking to see you."

"No. Your Highness, please stay here for a while." The maid responded and hurried into the hall to report.

The maid went in, but didn't come out soon.

Summer always comes earlier in the South than in the North. Just after May, summer is coming, and the air is already hot.The afternoon sun is at its strongest.Song Qinghuan stood outside the hall, even though it was covered by the shadow cast by the wide eaves of the hall, in just a short moment, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Her expression remained unchanged, she took out the brocade handkerchief in her sleeve and wiped it calmly, her snowy eyes were still as translucent and clear as if they had been soaked in the stream.

A court lady who stayed outside the palace glanced at her, and a little unbearable flashed in her eyes.

Song Qinghuan was amused.

It's ironic to think that she is a majestic emperor, but she will be pitied by a little maid.

She knew that the maid was not malicious, so she didn't take it to heart.

On the other hand, Liu Yue was a little restless, her brows were slightly wrinkled, her face was flushed, she didn't know if it was from the sun, or she was angry in her heart.

Song Qinghuan glanced at her, signaling her to be calm.

Liu Yue pursed her lips, not wanting to cause trouble for Song Qinghuan, she lowered her head to hide her expression.

Song Qinghuan looked up at the half-open palace door in front of him.

The hall is so spacious that you can't see the end at a glance, and you can't hear any sounds inside.Only the occasional wind that passed through the hall lifted her skirt, making her cold and unruly face even more revealing.

She folded her sleeves slightly, and her eyes were serious.

In the past three years, her unremitting efforts have indeed paid off, and her father's impression of her has changed, and she is no longer as indifferent as before.Although not as favored as Song Qingyi, she has the treatment that Di Ji deserves.

On weekdays, when she asked to see her, if her father was busy, he would send someone to send her back to the palace first.If the father is in a good mood, he will also announce her into the palace for a narration, and occasionally there will be a happy time of father's kindness and son's filial piety.It is really rare for her to be left out like today.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the palace maid who was showing an unbearable face just now, "Did anyone come here just now?"

The maid hesitated for a moment, but still bowed her knees, "If you go back to Your Highness, the Empress has just been here."

Song Qinghuan closed her eyes, hiding her sarcasm.

It turned out that the queen had come.

Tomorrow is Father's birthday banquet, and the Empress coming here at this time must be for the sake of marrying Liang Guo, Father must think that he is also here for this matter, so he is inevitably unhappy.

She touched the letter in her sleeve, her eyes froze slightly.

Originally, she didn't want to hand over the concubine's letter to her father so soon, but if her father refused to see her at this time, she would have no choice but to do so.

(End of this chapter)