The general's wife is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 330

"Oh, I went there just now, but the eunuch didn't let me in." Prince Jin's elegant brows were stained with sorrow, "I don't know what happened to the emperor brother? The prince is also inside. The only thing I'm lucky is that the queen was trapped She couldn't come over in her bedroom. Otherwise, if these two get together, I'm afraid things will really change."

King Jin chattered a lot, but did not hear Li Zhao answer a single word.

Fortunately, he knew Li Zhao's temperament and didn't care.

"You go out of the palace, go to Xishan Daying, and be ready to listen to orders at any time. Here, it is still under my control." King Jin smiled.

"Yes." Li Zhao saluted and withdrew.

Watching Li Zhao's figure disappear into the darkness again, King Jin narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said to himself: "If the world falls into the hands of the prince, it will really be over."

After Li Zhao went out, he walked in the almost brightly lit palace.

The road he chose to take, he hardly saw any palace people along the way, so no one discovered that he had entered the palace.

The gatekeeper saw him from afar, opened the palace door respectfully, and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Li Zhao.

The fast horses were already prepared outside the palace, Li Zhao went straight to the horses, got on the horses, and disappeared into the night again.

Outside the Holy Majesty's bedroom, those ministers were still kneeling.

The ground was icy cold and the wind was bleak, no one dared to be the first to get up.

Inside the dormitory, the Holy Majesty was lying on the bed drowsily, covered tightly by the bright yellow brocade quilt.

Beside him, there were several imperial physicians guarding him.

The Holy Majesty's confidant eunuch, Dequan, glanced out through the window, only seeing the tops of dark heads.

Among these ministers, quite a few were elder ministers with brachial thighs. If they had to kneel all night in the cold winter, their knees would probably be useless.

Dequan hurried to the outer room and found the prince.

The Holy Majesty fainted this afternoon, and the prince didn't know when he came.

At that time, Dequan followed the imperial physician's order that the Holy Majesty was going to rest, and when he was going to drive out all the idlers, he found the prince who was guarding the bedside at some time.

Dequan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Everyone said that the prince is an asshole, but when the sage needed people the most, the prince was the first to appear.

But when Dequan saw the prince staying here, he couldn't help him with anything, and even drank a pot of wine, Dequan couldn't hide his anger.

It's just that he didn't dare to say anything to the current prince.

"Your Highness? Your Highness?" Dequan called softly, the prince who was taking a nap on the couch.

The prince seemed to be sleeping very comfortably, and the sound of snoring was endless.

The prince waved his hands in disgust, turned over and continued to sleep.

Dequan didn't give up, and continued to call the prince until the prince opened his eyes impatiently.

"You dog slave, why bother Gu's sleep?" the prince said angrily.

Dequan hurriedly said politely: "Your Highness, we are still waiting for His Highness to go down to abbot justice. Those ministers are still kneeling outside."

The prince was even more impatient, "It's not that they are alone to kneel, they like to kneel, so just kneel."

Dequan wiped his sweat, "Your Highness, they don't dare to get up without His Highness or His Majesty's order. If they keep kneeling, I'm afraid something will happen."

"What can you kneel down?" The prince didn't care, the world is big, and the most important thing is that he sleeps.

This afternoon, while he was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly brought here by the queen's people.

After a busy afternoon, he finally drank some wine before he fell asleep.

The prince turned over and faced the wall to continue sleeping.

Dequan was so downcast that he had no choice but to move the queen out.

"Your Highness, if the empress knew what happened here, she might stand up for the Holy Majesty. Please go to the side hall to rest and wait."

Hearing the queen's name, the prince was shocked and sat up.

He sighed helplessly and had to get off the ground.

"Forget it, wait for Gu to change clothes, and go out to meet them for a while."

"Yes!" Dequan was overjoyed.

The prince got up and put on his clothes, and the palace maid Feng Ye who followed him walked up to the prince while no one noticed, and whispered, "Your Highness, my empress, please tell your highness not to walk out of this gate, and not to walk out of this door." Don't let anyone else come in."

The crown prince scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Ah, I'll just go out and say a few words and come in. It should be fine."

"Your Highness, it is absolutely impossible." Feng Ye emphasized her tone.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Dequan walking towards here, hurriedly took out the handkerchief from her bosom, and pretended to wipe the table.

"Your Highness, please go out with the servant." Dequan said.

The prince frowned, clutched his stomach and pretended to be uncomfortable, and sat back down again.

"Gu just drank cold wine, and now I feel sick to my stomach. I won't go out, you can go out instead of Gu."

"Ah?" Dequan didn't react, why did the prince change his mind after being so polite?

This time, no matter how Dequan tried to persuade him, the prince refused to go out, as if he had grown up on the couch.

Dequan had no choice but to go out by himself.

The prince breathed a sigh of relief, took off his shoes and lay down on the couch again.

After Dequan went out, he greeted the ministers, entered the side hall and waited, and stopped waiting in the ice and snow.

The ministers felt uneasy that it was not the prince who came out, but a eunuch.

What kind of illness has become of the holy majesty, so that the prince can't leave even an inch.

The next day was New Year's Day.

According to the practice of previous years, Mu Qingyu couldn't sleep late, and would be woken up by the sound of firecrackers early on.

But this year, when she woke up, it was already high in the sun.

She hastily called Mo Zhu to come in.

"Why did I sleep so deeply? I think I drank too much fruit wine last night. Next time I drink too much, you have to watch me from the sidelines."

Mo Zhu said strangely: "You have already fed the sober soup to the young lady last night, is there anything wrong with the young lady?"

"No, it's just why I wasn't woken up by the sound of firecrackers? I would wake up every year." Mu Qingyu said.

When I mentioned it, Mo Zhu looked around apprehensively, before coming up to Mu Qingyu, and said softly: "Miss, this morning, the news that the Holy Majesty was ill spread widely, and no one dared to set off firecrackers." .It was in the morning that Miss slept soundly."

Mu Qingyu asked: "When did Your Majesty get sick?"

"It was yesterday afternoon."

"This must be the news that made grandma lose her temper last night." Mu Qingyu guessed.

Second Master Mu and Third Master Mu left in a hurry, probably to enter the palace.

Seeing that Mu Qingyu was not moving at all, Mo Zhu hurriedly persuaded, "Miss, do you want to get up and eat something first?"

Mu Qingyu threw out the thoughts in her mind, those things were beyond her control.No matter how much she thought about it, it was in vain.

"Okay, let me do my makeup. It's easy. It's already this hour, and I probably won't go out to burn incense again."

(End of this chapter)