Raiders of His Royal Highness

"But the little girl who delivered the porridge finally disappeared without a trace..."

Hearing this, Rou Concubine felt that this matter was already obvious.

Someone knew in advance that Hu Feixue was pregnant, so she made a move on the day of Sheng'er's wedding with her, letting her expose the existence of the child.

It not only damaged Sheng'er's reputation, but also prevented them from marrying and forming an alliance with the Minister of War.

What a good way!

Thinking of the unborn child in Hu Feixue's belly, Rou Concubine only felt a pity, if it was a boy, it would be the eldest grandson!

The person who designed the murder probably also thought of this.

Rou Concubine thought in her mind, is that person the second prince or the third prince? Or is it the prince who is not in Beijing?

She rubbed her forehead, but felt very annoyed, they were all hiding well, and she didn't know how that person learned that Hu Feixue was pregnant.

"I can't find out who this matter is, and I can't let go of this heart."

Mammy Cuihe looked at her master with frowning furrowed, very distressed, and a little distressed.

"Don't worry, madam, although the little girl has disappeared, there are many people around her who are familiar with her. As long as you investigate carefully, I believe there will be something to gain."

"Instructed to go on, while investigating, you must also pay close attention to the second prince and the third prince. Those who can do this, I am afraid that they are among them."

As for why Rou Concubine excluded Yu Ling in her heart, it was probably because she felt that sooner or later the sick child would die early, and the emperor was too far away for her.

Therefore, Yu Feng and Yu Lang were the most suspicious.

After hearing this, the mother also silently wrote it down in her heart.

...

The afternoon of the second day.

In Donglin Temple, the prince's guard of honor stopped in the temple.

After the prince finished serving the incense, he set off to continue to Beijing.

Inside the stable carriage, Qin Zhirong handed the brewed tea to Yu Ling, who was holding the scroll in one hand: "Your Highness, did that person just change Rong? He looks too much like you."

Yu Ling put down the scroll in his hand, took the tea cup, nodded with a smile, and said, "His name is Shadow, and he is proficient in disguise. His main task is to pretend to be the palace when needed. "

Hearing this, Qin Zhirong's eyes were bright and she stared at Yu Ling for a long time. She thought to herself, how much power does His Highness have, and even a capable person who is good at disguise can use it for her own use.

Those people in Beijing thought that His Highness was far away from the imperial court, that he had no power, and they were not optimistic about His Highness. But she didn't know that her Highness was the prince with outstanding ability, strategizing, and the most low-key prince.

Yu Ling looked at himself and touched his face again, but didn't notice anything wrong. Seeing the joy and admiration in Qin Zhirong's eyes again, she asked with a light smile, "Why does Rong'er look at Ben Gong like this? Do you think Ben Gong is too beautiful?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her chin quite contentedly.

After all, she is still very confident in her appearance. Although she is not as gentle and feminine as a boudoir girl, she is also handsome and handsome.

Seeing this, Qin Zhirong felt that the narcissistic Highness was really cute.

Look at the corners of the flying mouth, the smile full of self-satisfaction, it is really more eye-catching than the usual cold appearance.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed Yu Ling's smooth and thin face lightly, and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness is so good-looking, even when he is narcissistic, he is elegant and outstanding, and his temperament is outstanding, no one else can match it!"

"Okay! Rong'er has also learned to tease Ben Gong!" Yu Ling laughed and took Qin Zhirong into his arms, imitating the way she rubbed his face just now, and began to act on her.

For a while, the two of you came and went in the carriage, which was very lively.

After a while, Qin Zhirong Jiao gasped and admitted defeat: "Your Highness, the concubine is wrong, the concubine knows it is wrong... Let go of the concubine..."

Yu Ling raised her head and looked at Qin Zhirong, whose lips were swollen and disheveled, with a bright smile: "Are you still molesting Ben Gong?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare, my concubine is wrong. Your Highness will spare my concubine..." The more she spoke, the more tender and tactful she became.

Yu Ling listened to this soft and charming voice, and then looked at her face with spring affection, her eyes deepened, she lowered her head and lightly pecked her lips, and then she calmed down and said, "I'll play with this later. Gong, it's not that simple..."

It's not that simple, so what?

Qin Zhirong suddenly blushed when he remembered the warmth in the wooden house on the back of Donglin Mountain a few days ago. Could it be that His Highness is still thinking about being with her...?

"But Your Highness can't..."

Yu Ling looked at Qin Zhirong, who lowered her head and dared not look at her, and heard her muttering in a low voice.

"What can't I do in this palace?" She laughed lightly, approached Qin Zhirong, and joked.

She didn't know it yet, Qin Zhirong already knew her daughter's identity. He thought that as long as he deliberately made fun of him, he could make Qin Zhirong retreat shyly.

However, Qin Zhirong bit his lower lip and said delicately, "His Royal Highness didn't say before that you are weak and you shouldn't..."

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes, looking at Yu Ling with curiosity and anticipation.

Immediately, she looked at Yu Ling, who was somewhat deflated, and laughed sullenly in her heart.

The author has something to say: Good night!