prosperous power pet

Chapter 166
For Song Qingyi, Song Qinghuan's words undoubtedly hit the deepest pain in her heart.

Originally, she was one of the three beauties in Yunqing Continent, she had many suitors, and she didn't have to worry about marrying at all, so she has been picking and choosing until now.But who would have thought that in just one or two years, the situation has undergone an earth-shaking reversal.

After her father's birthday banquet last year, it seemed that Song Qinghuan had taken away all her glory.Once, she was the one who looked up to her at her own feet, but now, she has become the biggest winner——

After winning the Cangxie Sword, the reputation of the four kingdoms rose, so he won the favor of the father and emperor, and successfully found the wishful gentleman.

How does this make her not hate?
Obviously she is the one that all living beings should look up to, and she is the one who should marry Shen Xiang!But all of this, because of Song Qinghuan, turned into a dream.

Song Qingyi's face was livid with anger, but Song Qinghuan's expression remained unchanged, his cold eyes fell on her face, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer.

"Song Qinghuan, don't be too complacent!" After all, he was so angry that he held back a light and light sentence after a long while.

Song Qinghuan snorted softly, "Second Sister, don't you think that I have the capital to be proud of myself?" After a pause, her eyes covered with frost lightly swept her face, and she had already stepped out, "Second Emperor If Miss Huang is fine, please step aside, Wuyang has to go back to the palace."

As she spoke, she ignored Song Qingyi's blushing and purple face, and flicked her long sleeves, she slid past her, lightly, like a butterfly passing by.

Song Qingyi was burning with anger, looking at Song Qinghuan's brocade light shirt brushing over the back of his hand like a cloud, his expression became more ferocious, he frowned fiercely, as if driven by instinct, he stretched out his hand and pushed Song Qinghuan's back.

However, Song Qinghuan seemed to have eyes in the back, and she moved away lightly, without even looking at her, and flicked her with her backhand.

Song Qingyi only felt that there was a huge force pushing her off, and she staggered a few steps involuntarily, and managed to stabilize her figure.

The painting screen and painting fan behind her were taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, one left and one right, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

Song Qingyi's face was full of embarrassment, she threw away their hands, and stared viciously at Song Qinghuan, who was walking a few steps ahead, her face was pale, and her heart was filled with turmoil.

She originally thought that Song Qinghuan could get Cang Xie Sword only because of Shen Xiang's help.But with her flicking hand just now, it is clear that she has strong inner strength, and she is completely a practitioner.When did her martial arts reach such a state?

This made Song Qingyi couldn't help being startled, and the horrified eyes fell on Song Qinghuan's clear back.

She... Is she still the timid and quiet Song Qinghuan from before?

As if feeling Song Qingyi's gaze, Song Qinghuan stopped suddenly, turned around to look, a little coolness poured out of the corner of her eyes, and her cool voice drifted into Song Qingyi's ears with the wind, "Second Sister Huang, you'd better not use your brains. You want You know, the me now is no longer the unknown Wuyang Empress of the past."

After saying this, she turned around coldly and disappeared from Song Qingyi's sight.

Only Song Qingyi was left behind, his eyes were red and evil, and he was trembling with anger.

*
Not long after returning to the palace, Song Qinghuan asked Liuyue to find Xuanying.

Soon, Xuan Ying, dressed in a habayashi guard uniform, appeared outside the hall, "Your Highness, are you looking for me?"

Song Qinghuan waved, "Come in and talk."

Xuan Ying responded and stepped into the hall.

"There is something, you help me send someone to investigate it as soon as possible." Song Qinghuan's eyes were dark, with a deep silhouette in his eyes, and he looked at Xuanying and ordered.

"Please speak, Your Highness." Xuan Ying clasped her fists in response.

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips slightly, picked up a piece of rice paper from the long table in front of her, and signaled Xuanying to come forward.

Xuanying nodded, stepped forward to take it respectfully, and looked at the paper.

There are several patterns drawn on the rice paper, the first one is a white lotus, the second one is a green luan bird, and the third one is a pattern of lotus and luan bird.

Xuanying looked up at Song Qinghuan in confusion, "Your Highness, is this...?"

"Have someone look up these patterns to see if there is any mystery or connection." Song Qinghuan's eyes were deep, and she turned to look out the window at the slightly bleak weather, her eyes were dark and preoccupied.

Xuanying folded the rice paper carefully and put it in his sleeve, and then he clasped his fists at Song Qinghuan again, "Subordinates must send someone to investigate as soon as possible."

Song Qinghuan said "Yes", "This matter is very important, we must send more people."

"Yes. The subordinate understands."

"Also, I told you to send someone to check on Qianzhange Gongling's parents, do you have any news?" Song Qinghuan turned her gaze back to Xuanying.

"Subordinates are about to report." Xuan Ying took out a few thin sheets of rice paper from her pocket and handed them over, "This is the information of Gong Ling's parents."

Song Qinghuan lowered her long eyelashes, flipped through the documents in her hand, and asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

"Gong Ling's father was born in a small fishing village in Qingzhou. His parents lived by fishing for generations. Gong Ling's father was somewhat talented and learned, and became a scholar at a young age. Only later, Gong Ling's father went out to sea with his parents to fish. While fishing, she encountered a huge storm and unfortunately encountered an accident. But for some reason, her father did not die. Later, she took his wife, Gong Ling's mother, back to a small fishing village and built a clothes tomb for his parents. , I had a good time to pay homage to him."

"When asked by the villagers, he only said that he encountered a strong wind and waves at sea, the boat was overturned by the stormy waves, and his parents drowned unfortunately. He saved him. Later, the two did not live in the small fishing village for a long time, and left soon after paying homage to his parents. It is said that they settled down in a town near Jian'an, and after that, the villagers never saw him again. "

Song Qinghuan glanced at the file in his hand, "It says that Gong Ling's mother's identity is unknown, who is it?"

Xuanying nodded, with a bit of annoyance in his eyes, "It's strange to say that the people under my command couldn't find out the origin of Gong Ling's mother, as if she appeared out of thin air. At that time, no one in the village had ever heard of Gong Ling's father's story. Reminiscent of his mother's life experience."

Unidentified?

Song Qinghuan's eyebrows trembled suddenly.

Her mother and concubine, Mrs. Qingxuan, was also rumored to be an unknown person. At that time, her father brought her back from outside the palace. No one knew where she came from.This is also the reason why the ministers at that time thought that the mother concubine was a sign of disaster for the country, and clamored for the emperor to abolish the position of the mother concubine and wife.

A woman of unknown origin, and a collection of thousands of pets, it's no wonder they are so sensitive.

From this point of view, the concubine mother and Gong Ling's mother have more than one thing in common!
His brows were furrowed into a ball.

To find out the mystery of the disappearance of the concubine mother, Gong Ling is indeed the best breakthrough, and judging from her sudden disappearance this time, she must know something.

Thinking of this, Shen Shen opened his mouth and ordered, "In addition, send someone to help me keep an eye on Qianzhan Pavilion, and if you find any signs of Gong Ling's return, come and tell me immediately."

"Yes." Xuanying clasped her fists in response again.

Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense expression finally relaxed a bit.

"Does Your Highness have any other orders?"

Song Qinghuan raised her brows slightly, and was about to send him off when she suddenly thought of something, blinked her long eyelashes uncomfortably, and looked at Xuanying after a moment of hesitation, "Your son, how long is it?" In order to hide his shyness, he coughed twice and cleared his throat.

Xuan Ying was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized, and said, "If you go back to Your Highness, it will take about five or six days."

Song Qinghuan regained his composure, and his face returned to a calm and magnanimous expression, "Understood, you go down first."

"Yes." Xuan Ying clasped her fists in a salute, and was about to take a step, when she suddenly raised her head, looked at Song Qinghuan and said solemnly, "Your Highness, please take care of yourself these few days, otherwise, the young master will feel distressed when he sees you."

After saying this, Song Qinghuan respectfully bowed again, and walked out briskly.

Liuyue, who was waiting by her side, couldn't bear it, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Song Qinghuan's originally cold cheeks were suddenly stained with rouge, and he raised his eyes to stare at Liuyue, pursed his lips, and became a little bit annoyed, "Don't laugh!"

Liu Yue hurriedly suppressed her smile, and explained with a smile, "Your servant...the servant is laughing at Xuanying."

Song Qinghuan glared at her, ignored her, got up and entered the inner hall.

Liu Yue was not afraid, she smiled "hee hee" again, and followed in.

*
Seeing that the days passed by day by day, the palace became more and more hectic.

On the one hand, they had to prepare for the arrival of Liang Guo's welcoming delegation, on the other hand, they had to prepare for the prince's wedding, and at the same time, they had to allocate some manpower to prepare for Jun Xi's marriage to Yu Country.

With so many things piled up together, not to mention the maids and servants in the palace, even the Empress and Emperor Yu and others are never free for a moment.For a while, the atmosphere in the palace was quite tense.

But there is one person who is quite leisurely.

Pingyang Emperor Ji, Song Qingyi.

At first glance, these three things seemed to have some kind of relationship with her, but after thinking about it, they had nothing to do with her.Wuyang Emperor Ji's big marriage has nothing to do with her, Jun Xi's marriage to Yu Kingdom has nothing to do with her, even the prince's big wedding, she has become a complete passerby in the relationship between her and the prince.

She still couldn't forgive Song Yan's behavior in the Tomb of Infinity.

People like Song Qingyi have had too many things since childhood.She grew up in an environment full of stars and moons, and she felt that everyone should revolve around her for granted. Once this illusion was broken, it was difficult for her to accept this gap in status.

And this gap is vividly reflected in the matter of Song Yan this time.

Originally, her talent and appearance were better than Song Yan's in everything, so although Song Yan was the crown prince, she was the one who praised her more from Emperor Yu and the Empress since she was a child.But now that Song Yi and Song Xuan are both dead, Song Yan, as the only prince who can inherit the throne, suddenly has more eyes on him.And a large part of this gaze was diverted from Song Qingyi's body.

Therefore, for Song Qingyi, she would subconsciously blame Song Yan for her sudden drop in status.

What's more, Song Yan is indeed a selfish master.

The prince's big wedding this time is a big event, and he is marrying a daughter from the Wei family. The queen must do it herself, and she doesn't have time to take care of Song Qingyi's emotions, let alone summon Song Qingyi from time to time as before.

The entire palace is full of bustling and busy scenes, only Zhaohua Palace, for the first time, knows what it’s like to be empty. It is clearly in the center of the palace, but at this moment, it seems that the bustle and bustle around is the same as that of Zhaohua Palace. The personnel here are irrelevant.

Outside the Feiyan Hall of Zhaohua Palace.

The sun is rising, the autumn wind is blowing cool, the weather is cloudless, and the weather is much clearer than the previous days.

However, such a peaceful morning was quickly broken by a harsh scolding sound, followed by a clear sound of broken porcelain.

"What I want is lotus seed blood swallow porridge, is this blood bird's nest?"

Inside the Hall of Scarlet Smoke, the painted fans and painted screens were standing tremblingly at the bottom, with their heads lowered, not daring to look up at Song Qingyi at the top.

"I asked you something! Are one or two dumb?!"

"Returning to Your Highness..." Hua Fan shook his body, and opened his mouth tremblingly, "Recently, the palace will be preparing to entertain the delegation from the Kingdom of Liang, and there is not enough blood swallows in stock. Moreover, blood swallows will also be used in the prince's wedding banquet, so one should respond The supply of blood swallows in each palace has been reduced."

"It's unreasonable!" Song Qingyi was anxious, clenched his hands into fists and drooped on the table, his eyes were red and his expression was ferocious.

"Your Highness, calm down! Your Highness, calm down!" Huaping and Huafan were terrified, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Song Qingyi didn't speak, just sat on the head panting, her chest heaved violently, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a while, the stagnant atmosphere in the hall did not ease at all.

Huaping and Huafan looked at each other cautiously, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

At this time, they missed Qi Randong instead.

His Highness has long been displeased with Randong's meddling with her. Once back in Jian'an, he found an excuse to send Randong back to the queen.Originally, they also thought that Ran Dong was too strict and had no master, but at this time, they realized that Ran Dong's arrogance also had its own benefits.

But it's not a problem to go on in such a stalemate, but Huaping had no choice but to speak again tremblingly, "Your Highness, if you get angry because of this, it's really not worth it. Please take care of yourself, Your Highness."

Song Qingyi got angry, and finally calmed down a little at this time, looked at the two trembling people, and slowly exhaled the turbidity in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "Get up, I know that this matter has nothing to do with you .”

Huaping and Huafan breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up relieved.

Painting Fan carefully sized Song Qingyi up, seeing that she looked good, he hesitated for a moment and said, "If Your Highness feels bored in the palace, why not... go for a walk, maybe it will make you feel better."

Song Qingyi stared at her for a moment, until she felt a little hairy in the heart of the painting fan, and then said, "Forget it. It's boring to stay in this palace. Get ready and go out with me for a walk."

"Yes." The two of them finally breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from their foreheads secretly, stood up tremblingly, and planned not to mention it since they went to serve Song Qingyi.

After a while, a carriage drove out of the imperial city and headed for the bustling streets of Jian'an.

Walking to Chang'an Avenue, Song Qingyi signaled the servant driving the car to stop, and found a teahouse to wait here.She got out of the car with the painting fan, and took two Habayashi guards from a distance to protect her safety, and wandered casually on the street.

The sun was just right, shining warmly on the street, which made Song Qingyi's mood brighter.

Stop and go along the way, stop and watch when encountering new gadgets, but I don’t feel bored.

At this time, Song Qingyi suddenly remembered something, looked at the painting fan and asked, "Last time you said that there is a jewelry shop outside the palace that has very exquisite items, is it on Chang'an Street?"

Hua Shan replied with a smile, "Your Highness is talking about Yuancui Pavilion, right here on Chang'an Street." She glanced around, pointed to not far away and said, "Your Highness, it's there, Your Highness has to go there see?"

Song Qingyi nodded.

Although there are a lot of gold and silver jewelry in the palace, they are somewhat tired of looking at them. Maybe they can really find some treasures outside the palace?Thinking of it this way, I became a little bit more excited, and my mood that was originally clouded with clouds gradually improved a little bit.

A few people walked to the entrance of Yuancui Pavilion, looked inside, and indeed saw a few ladies who looked like aristocratic women choosing various jewelry.

She frowned, lifted her skirt and entered the shop.

"Hey, guest officer, please come inside." As soon as Song Qingyi entered the Longcui Pavilion, an enthusiastic waiter greeted him, "What would you like to buy, guest officer?"

"Just take a look." Song Qingyi swept his eyes and said indifferently.

"Alright, guest officer, feel free to look around, if you need anything, just ask the little one to do it." Xiaoer didn't make any noise, and after leading Song Qingyi to a hairpin and jade bracelet display place, he retreated knowingly. aside.

Song Qingyi looked at them one by one.

The jewelry in Longcui Pavilion is really good, with novel styles and high-quality materials.It's just that, among the rare treasures in the world, the first to enter is the imperial palace after all. Song Qingyi has seen too many exquisite jewelry in the palace, and looking at these again, she can't arouse her desire to buy them.

At this time, she caught a glimpse of a jade hairpin from the corner of her eye, the style was very exquisite.The body of the hairpin is carved out of jadeite to look like a flower branch, and the branch is a hibiscus carved out of pink jade. The most interesting thing is that there is a tiny butterfly on the top of the hibiscus, made of colorful glass, and the end is lifelike.

She raised her eyebrows and reached out to take it.

Unexpectedly, a white hand stretched out from the slanting thorn, rushed in front of her, and took the jadeite hibiscus hairpin into his hand!　
(End of this chapter)