Raiders of His Royal Highness

"What I mean is that the prince and Qi Run will lead the troops to capture the traitor Yu Lang..." Emperor Jing Ming squinted his eyes and said without any waves.

"As for Song Aiqing, these days, I will stay in Xuanzheng Hall to clear up some associated messengers and thieves..."

Grandpa Song hesitated for a while, and then he saw Yu Ling standing beside him, bowing his head, and accepting the matter of leading the soldiers.

He also got up and said yes to Emperor Jing Ming.

About a quarter of an hour later, they stepped out of the Xuanzheng Hall, looked at the palace guards in a hurry, and whispered about what they had just agreed to.

"The palace is weak and sick, but the emperor still wants his highness to lead the army... The old minister looked at the emperor's meaning, and always felt that something was not very good..."

From Mrs. Song's point of view, the emperor didn't care about Yu Ling's body and asked her to lead his troops out, for fear that he didn't care about Yu Ling's life at all!

"No matter what he wants, the grandson will always protect himself. It's just that he will keep you in the palace. I'm afraid he also has the intention of restraining the Song Palace and this palace..."

Yu Ling had no idea what the old man was thinking.

The old man insisted on pushing her out, fearing that this year was almost over, but he was getting more and more active, and he was very anxious.

And after the second and third conspiracy, the old man's eyes fell even more on his own head.

But even if he guessed that she might have provoked it, he had no proof.

That's why he thought about sending himself outside, and even worse, sending someone to hang him outside Beijing, lest he come back and block his way, the eldest son!

"It is precisely because of seeing the emperor's intention that the old minister is so uneasy... What the **** is he going to do..."

Grandpa Song turned to look at the magnificent and majestic Xuanzheng Hall, and shook his head gently.

Back then, after he assisted the emperor to secure the imperial chair, he made the emperor feel more worried, so he handed in the tiger talisman, resigned from office, and acted honestly as his father-in-law.

Over the years, he has been constraining the younger generation to keep a low profile, and not to act in the name of the queen's mother's family.

He thought that as long as the Song family lost their military power and there were no juniors in important positions in the court, the emperor would not attack the Song family because of suspicion.

After all, he underestimated the emperor's suspicion...

"Don't worry, Mrs. Song, the lower officials will always protect His Highness." Qi Run glanced at Yu Ling and comforted Mr. Song.

Regardless of whether these words of relief really made Mrs. Song feel relieved, he still nodded, "Your Highness has to be more careful..."

Yu Ling pursed her lips, "Grandson understands."

Seeing that it was almost time for Emperor Jing Ming to leave, Yu Ling and Qi Run left the Xuanzheng Hall.

"Later, you will go out of the palace and lead the soldiers and horses to the city gate, and this palace will go back to the East Palace before meeting you." Yu Ling explained this, and then walked back to the East Palace on the snow.

...

Unmelted snow hung from the surrounding branches, and even the paths that should have been cleared were thickly covered with snow.

Fortunately, Yu Ling's boots were both waterproof and warm, but they didn't feel too cold.

But what the old man said just now made his heart feel too cold.

Now that the old man can't tolerate her anymore, she doesn't have to care about the lost father-daughter relationship between them.

As soon as he walked outside the East Palace, Yu Ling saw Qin Zhirong who had just stepped in.

"Rong'er." She lifted her cloak, walked quickly to Qin Zhirong's side, and called out with a smile.

"Your Highness? Did you just come back?" The warm breath reached behind Qin Zhirong's ears, she turned her head in surprise and joy, and saw Yu Ling, who had a high beam of black hair and a clear face.

Seeing Qin Zhirong's hand holding the heater, Yu Ling grabbed her shoulders and wrapped her into his thick cloak.

"Well, but I'll have to go later."

The palace staff in the East Palace had already cleaned up the snow on the road.

Yu Ling and Qin Zhirong walked side by side on the gravel road back to the backyard. The surrounding snow was white, and the two people wearing a red fox fur cloak became more picturesque and elegant.

Nao Nao walked behind the two of them, quietly glanced at the backs of the two, and only felt that His Royal Highness and the Empress really matched very well, just like what was written in the book, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

Even the white snow and red plums around them seemed to have lost their color, and they didn't even walk side by side to be fascinating.

Nao Nao watched happily from the back, and when they entered the backyard, he hurriedly ordered the little palace maid to bring hot tea.

"...So the emperor must lead his troops out of Beijing?"

Just now, Yu Ling had already told Qin Zhirong the reason for going out again later.

At this moment, Qin Zhirong frowned slightly and bit her lower lip, very worried.

Yu Ling pinched her little face and said softly, "Why don't you trust Ben Gong so much? Since Ben Gong has agreed, you can return with confidence."

"There is a mother, a sister, and you in the palace... I will definitely return safely."

Qin Zhirong was both helpless and unable to help, and worried that His Highness did not know when to return.

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