After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 467 The relationship with your prince is not simple

Xie Jingrun turned his head to look, and he saw the Queen Mother looking suspiciously.

His face darkened, but he finally gave up his mind.

Emperor Zhaojing secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

On weekdays, Xingxiu was quite respectful to him, but he didn't listen to him very much. He was really afraid that he would screw it up and annoy the Queen Mother, and it would be difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

Just as Emperor Zhaojing was about to walk towards his seat with Xie Jingrun, at this moment, a sudden cough broke the tranquility of the plum garden.

Emperor Zhaojing followed the prestige, and when he saw the coughing person, his complexion softened, and he said to Xie Jingrun, "Your cousin has also entered the palace."

Xie Jingrun glanced at it, but didn't want to pay attention.

Emperor Zhaojing reminded: "Didn't your grandfather ask you to take care of this little cousin when he was dying? She is weak in body and bones, but she came to the palace when it was freezing. You can't ignore her."

When Xie Jingrun heard him mentioning his grandfather, he stopped in his tracks.

Rong Qingqing had already seen the coughing person, it was the girl in the pink skirt just now.

When she looked over, the girl's cough intensified, and her fair face was flushed from coughing. Standing there, she looked extremely weak and pitiful.

Even if she didn't know her, she couldn't help feeling compassionate.

Shangguan Yanran whispered: "What is the origin of this person, why would the Empress Dowager invite such a person into the palace?"

It wasn't that she looked down on him, it was just that she felt a little strange.

The royal family is the most taboo, people who look like they are sick have always been rejected by the palace.

Not only Shangguan Yanran was puzzled, but also all the noble ladies were puzzled, lowered their heads, and discussed in a low voice.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the girl got anxious and coughed even worse.

The queen mother couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to send someone to pass on the imperial physician, at this moment, Xie Jingrun stepped forward and said: "Chang Lin, go ask the imperial physician to show Biao Miss."

"Yes." Chang Lin replied respectfully, and quickly walked out of the plum garden.

The plum garden suddenly fell silent, only the girl in the pink skirt was still coughing.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, Xie Jingrun gave a few more instructions to a maid next to her, who nodded, stepped forward immediately, helped the girl in the pink skirt and left.

This scene made all the ladies feel vigilant.

What is the origin of that girl in the pink skirt, and why was she so taken care of by His Highness the Crown Prince?
Shangguan Yanran was equally astonished, she couldn't help leaning into Rong Qingqing's ear, and whispered: "It seems that the relationship between that woman and your crown prince is not simple."

Rong Qingqing also noticed it and nodded, "Maybe."

Shangguan Yanran was a little surprised by her calm reaction, and was about to say something, but she dragged her back to her seat.

Only then did she notice that everyone had returned to their seats, so she could only suppress the doubts in her heart.

Not long after, the banquet began, and the palace people quickly brought delicious food.

The sun is shining today, and it is quite special to sit and eat under the fragrant plum tree.

Rong Qingqing was looking at the delicately made plum blossom crisps on the plate. She was just about to pick it up to taste, when she suddenly heard Princess Huaiyin's joyful voice saying: "Mother, the plum blossoms are just in bloom today. When we get together, we might as well let them take plum blossoms as the theme and write a few poems to make fun of the occasion, what does the empress think?"

This happened to be the Empress Dowager's idea. Hearing what she said, she pushed the boat forward and said: "That's fine. However, you can also improvise paintings, write articles, or sing and dance."

(End of this chapter)