Jiao Luan

Chapter 311
In the morning, Concubine Shu sent someone to invite Cheng Wei to Zhaochun Palace.

Ruodie had a fever when she came back last night, and the one who accompanied Cheng Wei this time was the little maid Lu Wa.

Walking on the road, Cheng Wei couldn't help but look around, wanting to see where the Guanju Palace was.

She panicked last night, but now she has no memory at all.

During the day, the imperial palace is much more lively. It has only rained, and the air is exceptionally fresh. The flowers, plants and trees have been washed, and the colors are clean and bright. It is full of energy under the bright sun, and it is a joy to look at.And the palace maids shuttled back and forth, with thin summer shirts, light footsteps, and smiles on their faces.

Cheng Wei saw this in his eyes and secretly clicked his tongue.

Compared with last night, the imperial palace during the day is simply a heaven and an underground.

It's just that no matter how many flowers bloom, the tranquility will remain the same.

People in the palace are used to walking quietly, laughing quietly, and doing things quietly.

That's why, when the sound of heavy footsteps came, it was very clear.

Cheng Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and they fell on the person walking not far away.

In this deep palace, there are actually men?

The man approached quickly, he was wearing casual clothes, Cheng Wei couldn't figure out the identity of the visitor, but seeing his upright look and the servants following him, he knew that his identity was extraordinary, so in order to avoid suspicion, he hurriedly retreated to By the roadside, with his head slightly lowered, he waited for the man to pass by first.

When Cheng Wei was about to pass by, the man stopped, condescendingly, and asked, "Which palace are you from?"

Cheng Wei hesitated for a moment, and the servant who was following the man said, "My lord is asking you, why don't you speak?"

"The courtier is the younger sister of the crown princess, temporarily staying in the East Palace. I have met the prince." In order to avoid some troubles, Cheng Wei said truthfully.

She lowered her head and couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but felt that the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

After counting breaths, the man said calmly, "So you don't know me."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and when Cheng Wei raised his head, he only saw a figure from behind.

The robe of rain and sunshine is tall and straight, looking very young, but unfortunately, he is crippled.

His lameness was not obvious, but because of his tall stature and his straight waist, he looked extremely desolate, and one couldn't help but sigh.

Cheng Wei did not have these emotions.

There are so many disabled people in the world. From the perspective of a doctor, this man is not miserable.

Even if it was miserable, it was not her turn to sympathize.

After walking a certain distance, Cheng Wei found that the prince was always in front of her, and the route was the same every time she turned.

Lu Wa quietly tugged on the corner of Cheng Wei's clothes, and said worriedly: "Third Miss, why does that person always walk in front of us, could it be on purpose?"

Cheng smiled and shook his head: "It should be going somewhere."

Lu Wa was young and stayed in the East Palace all the time. She didn't know the identity of this person, but she remembered it.

I heard that the eldest prince is lame.

And Concubine Shu is the eldest prince's biological mother.

Cheng Wei's guess was right, when she arrived at Zhaochun Palace, a court lady brought tea to her and said to her, "Prince Ping is here today, please wait a moment, Miss Cheng San."

In Daliang today, the royal family does not have many heirs. Except for the prince in this generation, there is only King Ping, an adult prince, and the queen lives outside the palace.

Cheng Wei was sitting in the living room drinking tea, the atmosphere in Concubine Shu's bedroom was not very good.

"The things my concubine asked me to check are all here." King Ping handed over a pamphlet the size of a palm, with a cold tone.

Concubine Shu took it and flipped through it, quite interested: "That Miss Cheng San is really capable."

She is one of the four concubines, the biological mother of Prince Ping, so how could she invite Miss Cheng San to treat her hidden illness just based on some gossip in the palace?

"I heard your cousin talk about a strange thing earlier. The youngest daughter-in-law of Zhang Shoufu's family finally saved the child this time, and she will probably be able to give birth in a few months. It turns out that it is the credit of Miss Cheng San."

Many prefectures in central Beijing have relatives by marriage, and Concubine Shu had a niece who married into Zhang's mansion.

At first she heard it as a joke, but recently there were rumors in the palace that Miss Cheng's medical skills were excellent, so she decided to give it a try.

Concubine Shu flipped through the pages, and when she turned to a certain page, she paused her hand: "It says that Huang Shaoqing's son was bitten by Xiong Xiazi when he went hunting a few months ago, and he was also healed by Miss Cheng San? Even a scar no?"

Prince Ping's expression was indifferent: "The previous record is indeed true. As for this incident, I just heard Huang Shaoqing's son tell people this, and it is not enough to believe it. If the mother and concubine have nothing else to do, the son will go back."

Before Concubine Shu could speak, King Ping stood up.

"Zhen'er, can't you stay and talk more with Concubine Mother?" Concubine Shu's face was a little ugly, and she stood up.

Zhener?

Hearing this name, King Ping felt a burst of irony.

Perfect and perfect without regrets, this is not irony, he is a lame prince, how can he be perfect without regrets!
And all of this was caused by his biological mother!
Seeing the mocking smile on the corner of King Ping's mouth, Concubine Shu couldn't hide her disappointment, and murmured: "After so many years, you have grown up and have your own palace. Could it be that you still can't understand the difficulties of concubine mother?"

"Difficulties?" King Ping smiled, "My son understands."

Even if you understand, you can't help but complain!

He is older than the prince, and when he was a child, his reading and martial arts were superior to the prince's. Even if the noble concubine is powerful, he might not be able to compete with the prince.

He is a man and a prince, even if he loses the fight, loses his wealth and life, he has no regrets.But his mother broke his wings with her own hands, making him no longer destined for the throne, and could only be an idle and lame prince!

"Mother Concubine just wants you to be well, well..." Concubine Shu couldn't help rubbing the Buddha beads, as if this would relieve the pain in her heart.

Her son, who was looked up to since he was a child, is not inferior in both literary and military skills. If she hadn't been really forced to do nothing, how could she have ruined her son's future with her own hands.

"Mother and concubine can think whatever she wants. My son has something to do in the palace, so I'll go back first." Prince Ping's tone became more and more indifferent, his lips were as thin as knives, and the smile on his lips was frosted.

Concubine Shu watched Prince Ping go out in a daze, fiddled with the beads one by one, and gradually felt peaceful in her heart.

"Third Miss, Your Majesty invites you in."

Cheng Wei got up and went over, bumping into King Ping head-on.

She hurriedly lowered her head and bowed her knees, seeing that King Ping passed by indifferently, she straightened up.

Unexpectedly, King Ping suddenly turned his head, his face was as cold as ice: "Bold, does this king want you to get up?"

Cheng Wei was taken aback.

This prince's temper is even more abnormal than the days when she came to Kuishui!
She couldn't help but looked at the door, thinking, Concubine Shu, do you know that your son is making trouble so unreasonably?

No matter how much you slander, the person standing in front of you is a majestic prince, Cheng Wei has no choice but to salute honestly: "My daughter has seen Prince Ping."

(End of this chapter)