Raiders of His Royal Highness

Looking at the back that showed no mercy to himself, Emperor Jing Ming gradually lowered his face.

"Your Majesty, since my elder sister is not feeling well, why don't the concubine go and see my elder sister?" Rou Concubine sat aside, looking at Emperor Jing Ming's unpleasant expression, she said so.

However, she said she wanted to visit Queen Song, but she didn't move.

Emperor Jing Ming said in a calm voice, "Forget it, since the queen is ill, let her be."

His face was dark, and some ministers who were far away could see his unhappiness, and the scene where he was happy just now disappeared, and everyone quietly shut their mouths, for fear of touching the emperor's bad head.

Yu Shu, who was below, looked at Emperor Jing Ming with some complicated eyes, and then silently walked away from his seat.

Ever since she heard that Emperor Jing Ming ordered Yu Ling to leave the palace, she has not understood it. At that time, she hurriedly ran to Emperor Jing Ming to ask him why he did that, but Emperor Jing Ming reprimanded her, saying that she could not interfere in government affairs as a woman.

At that time, she felt that the aloof emperor was not like her father, as if all the pampering in the past was just an illusion.

So at this moment, seeing Emperor Jing Ming and Rou Concubin's mother and son getting along with each other tenderly, Yu Shu felt extremely dazzling.

The courtiers and their families who attended the banquet silently watched the undercurrent of the last royal family members, seeing that the queen and Princess Zhaoping had left the table, leaving only the crown princess to sit quietly in the East Palace lineage.

After the second and third princes rebelled, only the frail prince and the suddenly emerging sixth prince were left with the chance to ascend the throne.

However, the prince has already been sent out by Emperor Jing Ming, so I can still say whether he can return to the capital.

So…

Everyone's thoughts were surging, and they quietly looked at the graceful and dignified concubine and the smiling sixth prince.

Although many people looked down on it because of the sixth prince's wedding, the only person who has the most hope of winning the throne is the sixth prince...

The depression of Empress Song and Yu Shu's departure dissipated in a short while.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank, and some of the brave ones even chatted with Yu Sheng, but they seemed to be talking happily.

The twilight was dark, and the banquet had come to an end.

In the lively crowd, Qin Zhirong stood up and left silently with a commotion.

However, Yu Guang had been looking at Qin Zhirong's place, but Emperor Jing Ming noticed her leaving early.

After he glanced at Rou Concubine who was being complimented by others, he waved to Duke Cheng behind him.

"go."

He gave Eunuch Cheng a wink, and Eunuch Cheng immediately understood what he meant.

After receiving his order, Eunuch Cheng bent down and quietly retreated.

…

The imperial garden was very quiet, except for the squeaks of Qin Zhirong and Nao Nao stepping on the snow.

"It's so late, do we still have to go to Zhengyang Palace to visit the Empress?"

Xu Shi was surrounded by candles that were very dim. Nao Nao felt a little gloomy and cold, and he had some bad feelings in his heart.

Qin Zhirong nodded and said dully, "I think that the Empress may not fall asleep at this time, so you should feel at ease when you go and have a look."

Because Yu Ling had been away from Beijing for a long time, Qin Zhirong would accompany Queen Song almost every day.

Just looking at the unhappy Empress Song, Qin Zhirong knew that she was afraid that she was feeling uncomfortable again because of His Royal Highness.

Now as the hostess of the East Palace, she always has to visit Queen Song.

Nao Nao looked around, and said with some fear: "Then let's go quickly, this servant always feels strange in my heart..."

However, before she finished talking, she felt as if a knife had been slashed at the back of her neck, and she fainted in pain.

Qin Zhirong, who was in front, noticed something was wrong, and was about to turn around to see what was going on, when a hand suddenly covered her mouth.

She struggled so hard that she held her breath for the first time, but the handkerchief was covered with some kind of drug, and she lost consciousness after a while...

The night was hazy, and the originally sparse white snow gradually fell.

An extremely lively but extremely strange banquet ended in the heavy snow.

"Biluochun, which the emperor loves to drink, has been soaked in the palace of the concubine, can the emperor go to sit in the palace of the concubine?" The concubine wearing the red velvet cape of the concubine looked at Emperor Jingming who was about to get up, her eyes filled with anticipation of light.

However, Emperor Jing Ming rejected her: "Today is fifteen. Even if I hate the Queen again and don't go to her bedroom, I have to take care of her face."

On the fifteenth day of every month, the emperor may not go to the queen's palace, but if he goes to another concubine's bedroom, it will be a slap in the face of the queen.

Emperor Jing Ming lightly patted Roubi's well-maintained face and slowed down his voice: "So I won't go anywhere today, just rest in Chengming Hall."

"You should also go back and rest early."

After sending the concubines, Emperor Jing Ming put his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face, and returned to Chengming Hall surrounded by a group of palace servants.

Stepping into the side hall of Chengming Hall, Emperor Jing Ming looked at Eunuch Cheng who had been waiting here, and asked with a smile, "Did someone bring it?"

Eunuch Cheng twisted an inconspicuous decoration on the desk, and suddenly a passage was slowly opened on the wall that was originally a bookshelf.

"Yes, people have been brought here, and no one has been disturbed."

Eunuch Cheng replied with a smile as if taking credit.

When Emperor Jing Ming heard the words, he raised his foot with a smile and walked towards the secret passage.

"Be careful, and don't disturb me if there's nothing important."

As the bookshelf was slowly closed again, Emperor Jing Ming's slightly pleasant voice also disappeared in this side hall.

Seeing this, Eunuch Cheng raised the whisk in his hand and walked outside.

He looked at the dark guard hidden in the dark night, and whispered: "Leader of the guard, don't go far, you have to send that person back later."

…

In a small room, Qin Zhirong woke up faintly.

A red candle lit on a stone table was dim and slightly ambiguous, and a small jade-porcelain incense burner next to it was filled with misty smoke. She glanced at the spiritual jade pendant hanging on her waist, and sniffed it carefully. She didn't smell any unusual smell from it, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she should not be poisoned.

Then she looked around again and found that it looked like a closed room with no small windows around, only an inconspicuous door on the side.

Such a claustrophobic little room made her panic, and she involuntarily squeezed her sleeves.

Just when she was uneasy, the stone door slowly opened.

She looked over in amazement, and a bright yellow figure appeared in her eyes.

"emperor?!"

Qin Zhirong had no idea that it was Emperor Jing Ming!

Just now, she had thought about the concubine Rou, the sixth prince, and even the concubine Xiangui and Concubine Yi who were deposed as common people in the cold palace, but the only one who hadn't thought about it was Emperor Jing Ming.

She thought that she was not worthy of being eliminated by Emperor Jing Ming himself.

Unexpectedly, he sent someone to abduct him.

"Rong'er seems very surprised that it's me?"

Emperor Jing Ming held his hands behind his back and walked over step by step.

He looked at the beauty sitting on the bed wrapped in a plush cloak, with delicate eyebrows, small lips, fair skin, and an elegant temperament, just like a cold fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the white snow.

"You know, Rong Er, I've really missed you for a long time..."