Chapter 69: The Princess's Little Wife (37)

After the banquet, the courtiers left very little.
There is a bright moon in the sky, and the earth is full of brightness.
It is clearly a very bright and clear scenery, and when it enters the palace, it adds a sense of coldness and solemnity.
The family banquet was not placed in Mingguangchi, but was set at Jingdeokgung Palace. The royal middlemen and their family members need to attend, as a sign of grace, kings of different surnames also come.
Originally, the family banquet was to receive tribute from the feudal king, and the other was to look at the grandchildren of each family, so that it was easy to choose a child to adopt and inherit the incense.
But after Song Pianqi's words--
What are you talking about, Donggong's incense is gone, and he also has a son who is disease-free and disaster-free, so it's better to let Donggong change the master directly.
The emperor was thinking, and Hong Chang had a reply over there:
"Back to the emperor, the princess said that the prince was buried in Tao Lin."
Although there was no leisure between the two banquets, the emperor chose someone to ask about the crown of the prince, and he wanted to see the dead or the dead. How could Song Pian slap his mouth.
In the wrinkles on the emperor’s face, there was a sense of exhaustion, his voice was old:
"Get someone to find and bring the prince back."
"Yes."
"Dan'er to Jingdeokgung?"
Hong Chang was taken aback: "It should be... it should be here."
The emperor closed his eyes and said with dissatisfaction:
"Should be? Yixi Palace pay more attention to it-tomorrow, remind me to invite Duan'er two masters."
The three princes who had just been lifted and were silent, saw that because of what happened tonight, because he was the only prince from then on, Jane was in the heart of the emperor?
Hong Chang smacked his lips and agreed.
Waiting to travel to Jingdeok Palace, the children of various princesses and several high-rank concubines have arrived.
Concubine Hui led everyone to salute, the emperor swept away, why Song Duan was not there.
He walked in and said, "Where is Duan'er?"
Where did Concubine Hui know, she couldn't answer, He Qiuchan held Song Yingguang in front of her, whispering:
"The emperor, you forgot, you gave grace to the third prince, and perhaps the third prince delayed a bit of effort.
The emperor frowned, and it took a long time to remember. He Qiuchan told him a few days ago that it was the full moon reunion day anyway, so Song Duan had to see the Xi family, and he had agreed.
But he didn't expect that Song Duan was squandering the Xi family until now, the banquet came late.
"The emperor does not blame the three princes, otherwise, it is better to blame the concubines." He Qiuchan said again.
The emperor glanced at her: "You are a softhearted one."
He Qiuchan smiled and didn't refute.
She looked behind the emperor, Song Pianzhen and Feng Yuexian were both present, calmly, she and Feng Yuexian stared at each other without a trace, and laughed more openly.
"Please, the emperor."
The King of Chu entered Jingde Palace shortly thereafter, and stood together with Princess Chu to sit together.
His eldest son also came, and sat with his mother obediently. The King of Chu was already frustrated. At first glance, each family had three or two children, but his family had only one carrot, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
King Chu picked up the wine glass and quietly looked at Song Yingguang beside He Qiuchan.
Song Yingguang was looking left and right curiously, and she inadvertently saw King Chu looking at herself, showing a friendly smile.
Song Yingguang was the elder of King Chu's uncle, but in the eyes of King Chu, this was his good daughter and the green hat he gave to the most noble person in the world.
For this alone, he saw that Song Yingguang and Song Duan were very kind.
Not to mention, there is Song Duan in the East Palace, there is still much to do—
When the banquet was about to begin, Song Duan finally came. He has always been arrogant, but today his face was pale and unspirited. It made the king of Chu even look at it for several times, and the emperor in the seat also took the initiative to care for several times.
The more the emperor said, Song Duan hesitated, cowardly evaded, and lacked confidence.
How did you meet your birth mother and become like this?
The emperor wondered, could it be that he was frightened when he saw Xi's situation?
He immediately decided that after the family banquet, he moved the Xi family out of the cold palace and re-appointed him as a virtuous concubine—always giving the new prince’s biological mother some grace and decentness, the emperor drank a sip of wine and thought lightly.
Halfway through the banquet, everyone moved outside to admire the moon, spread out among the garden ponds, or went up to the star-catching platform.
There are also all kinds of juggling, making a lively excitement.
Under the night, the palace lanterns hanging everywhere are beautiful, and the candlelight is reflected, but the night is more dim and you can't see clearly.
King Chu walked a little farther, and walked to the moon-watching pavilion on a rockery, doing the moon-appreciating shape, but in fact sent a personal guard to call the daylily for questioning.
"Duan'er is a little abnormal today, what's wrong in the palace?"
He knew that Song Duan didn't care much about Xi's, so he felt even more strange. After he learned of the death of the prince, Song Duan's position in his heart was even higher.
"I'm about to tell you." Daylily lowered her head and spoke extremely fast, "I went to see Xi's today, she... Xu was confused and told the third prince about his true life."
The king of Chu stood up with a jerk:
"Xi's heart is lost!"
Hemerocallis buried his head:
"Please show me the master, Xi... do you want to keep it?"
King Chu breathed two breaths, his face revealed hideously, and said slowly:
"She said something that shouldn't have been said, she—damn it."
Across a small path and thin wood, bright and colorful fireworks lit up on the star-catching platform, and went straight to the bright moon in the sky.
Because he was not far away, the king of Chu could even hear the children's joyous cry.
"Wow, it's so beautiful." Song Yingguang raised her face, brilliant fireworks blooming in the night sky, full of fire, shining like stars.
Song Ruyan said: "The palace is really gorgeous, so we don't burn much fireworks."
Song Yingguang showed a small smile, just about to reply, when He Qiuchan called over.
In the dark night, He Qiuchan pointed her the way, then whispered a few words before saying:
"Yingguang, remember what you said yesterday? Do you remember what the mother and concubine asked you to do?"
Song Yingguang clenched her fists and nodded carefully.
He Qiuchan couldn't bear it, but in order to make a foolproof plan, Song Yingguang could only be allowed to go-adults were rarely guarded against children, especially Song Yingguang had always been cute and simple.
He Qiuchan brushed her white cheeks, cruelly, and gently pushed her back:
"Go ahead."
Song Yingguang obediently stepped towards his father.
She passed by a few young cousins, and they giggled as they were amused by the fireworks, which made Song Yingguang want to look back at what the sky was like.
But she knew ignorantly that what she was going to do was adult's business.
She stepped on her calf, walked around the crowd, and was rubbed her face by Qinghe County Lord before she walked to the front of her father.
There should be no delay, right-
"Father, Father." Song Yingguang called softly.
The emperor lowered his head: "Yingguang, what's the matter?"
Song Yingguang pointed to the Moon-watching Pavilion with a roof hidden behind the tree:
"Where is that? Erchen hasn't been there yet."
The sky full of fireworks fell wantonly, and in an instant, the night melted away, and the inside and outside of the pavilion were bright as daylight.
Only then did King Chu see that there was a figure under the Moon Pavilion.
Looking closely, it was Song Duan surprisingly.
"Duan'er?"
Why did Song Duan follow?
No, it should be said, why didn't the guard at the intersection not report!
At this moment, all things are connected together.
Why did Song Duan suddenly learn the truth today, why can he come to him unimpededly
Even, why did the feudal lords enter Beijing early to the Mid-Autumn Festival?
Suddenly, while he was still enjoying the matter of the prince's death, the dense cobweb woven from the East Palace had been sprinkled on his head.
I hate that he didn't notice anything!
The king of Chu scurried away, and he wanted Song Duan to leave quickly.
But it's too late.
Song Duan was taken to Xi's in the afternoon and was stimulated by his mother and concubine.
In the evening, he was trying his best to calm down. When he was joking with his father, someone knocked something over—it was like He Jieyu knocked over a fruit plate. He turned his head and saw Hemerocallis sneaking away.
Xi said that Hemerocallis belongs to the king of Chu.
Thinking of Hemerocallis's condensed face, and the so-called real father of Chu Wang, who could not be seen, he followed in a ghostly manner, so that he could hear the conversation between Chu and Hemerocallis in the silent night.
The young man's temperament is unstable, let alone the arrogant young man who is held in the palm of his hand and has never suffered.
"You want to kill my concubine? Because she told the truth?"
Song Duan doesn't care about Concubine Xian's life, but what he cares about is, is he so invisible?
Perhaps Song Duan would be the first to want to die when he was rational, so that he could continue to be the noble and incomparable third prince.
But at this moment, Chu Wang was eager to erase the stain-like action, which stung his self-esteem.
He kicked hard to the stone aside:
"What are you, deserve to be the father of this palace."
"I really don't know what the mother and concubine think about, but the concubine is so improper that she is committed to you, something that has no respect and respect."
Song Duan's mouth was fluttering, his cursing was heartily, and he wanted to vent the anger in his heart, or to cover up his anxiety.
King Chu was anxious and angry: "Shut up!"
Song Duan paid no attention to him. Hearing the footsteps of King Chu getting closer in the dark night, he said loudly:
"No, Xi's is crazy, I can't listen to her--"
"She said that this palace is your son? Maybe this is the game between you and the dog minion Hemerocallis!"
King Chu took three steps in two steps, reaching out his hand to stop Song Duan, he covered Song Duan's mouth, and then strangled his throat with his elbow.
After all, King Chu was an adult man. With all his strength, Song Duan had no chance to speak, and even had difficulty breathing, only his limbs were struggling frantically.
The world is quiet.
Safe now.
King Chu breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment.
Not far away, the eunuch's shrill voice came:
"The emperor! What happened to you, the emperor?"
King Chu's face solidified, like a pool of frozen lime, pale.
"Come on! Xuan Yu Doctor"
The imperial army came faster than the imperial doctor.
Layers of forbidden troops surrounded the Moonwatching Pavilion.
The sound of footsteps came, and everyone rushed to the Guanyue Pavilion.
Seeing that the king of Chu and Song Duan were restrained by the forbidden army, the emperor fainted and his complexion was blue and white, and everyone speculated.
"Let go of this king!"
"You dare to do something to this palace, do you want to die!"
Princess Chu's mind was dizzy, she said anxiously:
"What's wrong? The prince and prince were captured for no reason? How can there be such a reason?"
The commander of the Forbidden Army refused to give way, like a cold spear standing on the ground, hard and indifferent:
"The emperor's dragon body is ill. Only they are present. Whether they are guilty or not, we have to wait for the emperor to wake up before making a conclusion."
"They are royals, rich in gold!" Princess Chu threatened.
Behind him, a voice came from afar, cold, with an unspeakable smell:
"Father, long live, the emperor."
Princess Chu suddenly said, she looked back and saw that it was the prince.
The princess is beside the princess.
Feng Yuexian took a look at Princess Chu, her eyes stopped for a while on the little Shizi next to her.
Princess Chu subconsciously took her son into her arms and hugged a little tighter.
As the person next to King Chu's pillow, she didn't know how Feng Yuexian was a big concern for King Chu. She believed that she had some tricks, but she never underestimated Feng Yuexian.
Princess Chu didn't dare to make trouble anymore. She was up and down in her heart, but she could only comfort herself. 80% of it was just a coincidence. It would be fine when the emperor woke up.
Princess Chu was calm, and then quietly looked at the princess who dared to replace her as her prince.
Is the person who can get along with Fengyue all day long and evenly divide the autumn colors, is it as vicious as a wolf?
Song Pianzhen didn't care about her.
He Qiuchan was crying and acting beside the emperor. This was what she had to do as the favorite concubine, and it was also to clear up the suspicion.
Song Yingguang stood by, looking a little at a loss, a little dazed.
The adults were watching the show, caring about the emperor's dragon body, no one saw her.
Song Ruyan was talking to her, but Song Yingguang didn't seem to hear her and did not respond.
Song Pianqi walked over.
For some reason, all the emperor's relatives and dignitaries were present, but in front of Song Pianzhen, they did not dare to compete with her.
The crowd separated like water, giving Song Pianzhen a chance to make a debut.
Song Pianqi walked behind Song Yingguang, she stretched out her hand to cover Song Yingguang's eyes, making her movements very gentle.
Like a soft and green spring leaf, carefully cover the most clear and fragile dew to prevent the clear dew from being hurt by the blazing sun in the world.
Song Pianqi spoke with a light sigh:
"never mind."
ended.