Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 482 Gossip
As Ji Yunshu slowly walked in, the originally boiling Jinluan Hall fell silent.

All the ministers stared closely at this heroic and extraordinary man, as if their eyes were eager to penetrate his body.

Fortunately, Ji Yunshu was used to this kind of attention, he cleared his throat, and said calmly, "Your Majesty... indeed something happened."

With a short sentence, some people's hearts were raised in their throats, and some people's hearts were put back in their stomachs, showing imperceptible smiles.

"Prince Qingping, what happened to the emperor." Someone asked impatiently.

Ji Yunshu didn't hide anything, and said frankly, "The emperor came to the Prince's Mansion of Qingping County on a private visit, but was stabbed by a villain at the gate of the mansion. He has been recuperating in the Prince's Mansion of Qingping County for the past two days."

As for the "Blood Transformation Pill", he chose to conceal it.

This is enough for the ministers to be nervous.

It's not terrible to be stabbed. The key is that the person is the emperor, and the matter is serious.

Immediately, someone asked Yu Feicheng about his physical condition and the need to investigate the mastermind behind it.

"Everything is fine with the emperor, and he is recovering now, but because the place where he was stabbed is not convenient, he cannot go to the court for a few days, and the king of this county will convey anything on his behalf, and the memorial will be handed over to the Qingping County Prince's Mansion, When the emperor is in good health, he will move back to the Jinluan Palace to cultivate." Ji Yunshu put his hands behind his back, and spoke in a calm tone, as if he was explaining some ordinary family affairs.

But it fell into the ears of the ministers, it was tantamount to a thunderbolt.

We all know that King Qingping is close to the emperor, but knowing that Guiknows, letting him handle the official business on behalf of the emperor, and leaving the emperor in the Prince's Mansion of Qingping to recuperate his wounds is not in line with the system.

Immediately, a minister of the Zhang family stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Although King Qingping is very close to the emperor, there are differences between monarchs and ministers after all. Is there no one in this huge palace who can take care of the emperor? In the county prince's mansion, I'm afraid it's unreasonable."

"That's right." Someone echoed.

This has long been expected, and Ji Yunshu didn't feel any displeasure. He just said calmly, "The emperor is still young and has no confidants. Who can take care of him in this cold palace? Mr. Zhang, you? Or yours?" lady?"

What I said, the emperor was seriously injured after all, if the wound that Mr. Zhang took care of got worse, or something happened, he would be a sinner through the ages.

So he didn't dare to answer Ji Yunshu's words no matter what, and even made his forehead sweat from fright.

There was no way, the Minister of the Zhang family looked left and right, and finally fixed on Little Eunuch Li, shouting as if he had caught a savior, "With little Eunuch Li here, he will definitely take good care of the emperor."

This is throwing the pot out.

For a moment, Ji Yunshu and everyone's eyes fell on little Eunuch Li.

But the seventeen or eighteen-year-old eunuch nodded and bowed, while secretly scolding the ministers of the Zhang family.

Then, he uttered the most wonderful and correct sentence in his life, "The emperor was raised under the care of the princess of Qingping County, and now he is more willing to accept the care of the princess of the county."

It was only then that everyone remembered that it was the "Queen Dowager" who had no real name. The Emperor indeed had a lot of affection for her as a mother and child.

In this way, it can be explained why the emperor stayed in Qingping County Prince's Mansion to recuperate from his injuries.

For a while, all the ministers turned off the fire and stopped asking.

Only then did Ji Yunshu heave a sigh of relief, and looked at the crowd, "The emperor has not been here for the past two days, so there must have been a lot of court affairs, and they will all be sent to the side hall of the Jinluan Hall later."

It seems that King Qingping is going to handle official business there, and he doesn't have any intention of overstepping the rules and wanting to sit on the dragon chair.

Now everyone felt more at ease, and after half an hour explained what they should explain, they left the Golden Luan Hall one after another.

When he was about to walk out of the palace gate, some smart people had to recall that something was wrong.

The princess of Qingping County just gave birth and is in confinement, how can she have the energy to serve a sick person.

Moreover, Qingping County King is so persistent in keeping the new emperor in the Qingping County Prince's Mansion, it sounds nice to take care of him, in case, in case it is a cover-up.

I haven't seen a real person, so who knows what's going on with the new emperor.

For a moment, everyone's hearts were raised again, or lamented, or sad, or anxious.

But Ji Yunshu didn't care at all.

Rumors are spreading in the capital, and all kinds of speculations are endless, but as long as the new emperor does not get out, and all the official affairs are not in chaos, and the fluctuations on the common people of the world are minimized, that will be enough.

Now, all they need to do is wait.

Wait for the turtle to enter the urn.

Prince's Mansion of Qingping County, Lianxin Courtyard.

The first ray of light in the morning entered the room, and Yu Feicheng slowly opened his eyelashes, looking at the familiar window lattice, familiar roof, and familiar bedding, with a pure smile on the corner of his mouth.

I can't remember how long it's been since I woke up so peacefully.

It used to be in the East Palace, and later in the Qianqing Palace.

The bedroom is large, luxurious but empty, without the slightest warmth.

But here, the sun is so warm and the breeze blows so lightly that even the noisy geese have turned into melodious sounds.

Everything is so relaxing and pleasant.

It was rare for Yu Feicheng to lie in bed for a while before slowly lifting off the quilt and putting on his clothes slowly and steadily.

Just at this moment, Yu Feizhong pushed the door open and came in. Seeing this scene, he slowly stepped forward, "Do you need help, Brother Huang?"

Yu Feicheng's injury was on his left chest, so his left hand was involved. Not to mention he couldn't move, but he still couldn't move freely like ordinary people. For example, his right hand was mostly used to button up clothes when putting on clothes.

But there are some things that one hand can't handle after all.

For example, a belt.

After the belt slipped and fell to the ground for the third time, Yu Feicheng looked at Yu Feizhong helplessly, "Zhong'er, do you have to tell me that you need these two words before you come here?"

Yu Feizhong pursed his lips, took two steps forward, helped Yu Feicheng fasten his belt, and then looked at him solemnly, "I don't want to help others dress, but you are my brother, if you need it, I will will help."

It means that if you want me to help, you have to say it yourself, otherwise I am not willing to take the initiative to help anyone.

Except mother.

Yu Feicheng glanced at his younger brother's slender back, sighed, and said nothing.

The two brothers went to the east room of Lianxinyuan together.

Qiao Lianlian is confinement in it now.

As soon as the two brothers approached, they heard a burst of mourning from inside, "Chunhua, I want to wash my hair, Chunhua, I want to take a bath, Chunhua, I want to go for a walk."

Immediately afterwards, there was a roar of the Hedong lion, "You can't wash, you can't go, don't you know what you have suffered after giving birth? If you don't raise it well, if you get sick, it will be a lifetime thing."

Qiao Lian covered his face with his hands, barely avoiding a burst of "torrential rain".

When the voice subsided, she moved her hands away and showed a flattering smile, "Chunhua, Aunt Chunhua, the most beautiful Aunt Chunhua, I'm really fine, eat well, smell good and feel good, you go out now and let me fight for a while." I could carry a bag of sand, really."

(End of this chapter)