The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 150

There were not many handwritings on the paper, but Xie Chu spent a full cup of tea reading, matching the previous clues one by one in his mind.

Everything else can be explained, but the needle on the saddle has no root cause.

Xie Chu once again recalled the scene at that time, and soon realized that the horse he was riding when he fell off the cliff was actually the horse that the prince had been riding when he left the city. People are thinking about it.

At night, a dark figure rummaged through the mass grave behind the sky prison, and then picked up a limp corpse and disappeared into the night.

Without any obstacles, Xie Yang quickly finished the disaster relief work, and hurried back to Beijing.

"I will see my father." Xie Yang, who was busy all the way, didn't have time to go back to the mansion to wash up, so he went directly to the front of the imperial court and waited impatiently for Emperor Jing'an's compliment.

"Why did the prince come back so early? Are you done with everything?"

Hearing Emperor Jing'an's words, Xie Yang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly found an excuse, "Going back to the emperor, my son was worried about the safety of Wang Shu, so he speeded up the processing of affairs. Now the victims have settled homes and have porridge for meals." Food, compensation for each household has also been distributed, and the minister entrusted the rest to the local county magistrate, and then rushed back to reply."

"You are a caring person, two people can work together, if you can still enjoy yourself when Uncle Wang is missing, then I will be the first to destroy you."

Obviously, Emperor Jing'an had already had a lot of suspicions about Xie Yang in this matter. After all, Xie Chu disappeared. In a sense, Xie Yang was the one who benefited the most.

Xie Yang rushed back and was not rewarded, not to mention reprimanded. The fatigue of the journey plus the grievance of the reprimand quickly turned into resentment in his heart, and he felt that the emperor was unfair.

If he was in that high position, he would definitely not scold his son like this. Thinking of this, Xie Yang glanced at the dragon chair behind him without a trace, and the greedy look in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Go back to the mansion and have a good rest. Tonight I will host a banquet to welcome you and your Uncle Wang." Emperor Jing'an glanced at Xie Yang, then looked at the bamboo slip in his hand without saying a word.

Slap and then give a candied date, this has always been the usual method of Emperor Jing'an, Xie Yang thanked him, bowed and left.

Song Xieyu was reading a book in the house when Yuxian walked in lightly.

"Princess. Word came from the palace that His Highness the Crown Prince is back. The Holy Majesty is hosting a banquet tonight for His Highness King Yong and His Highness the Crown Prince. The princess asked you to clean up early and take you to the aunt, the Empress Dowager. Greetings from Concubine Li Gui."

"Okay, I see. Is the old lady entering the palace today?"

Song Xieyu just remembered that the old lady had rarely shown herself since she was sick last time. Even the last birthday of the Holy Spirit, she said that she was unwell and did not go with her. It was a long time before Song Mingxue dared to tell the old lady about it. , I thought that the old lady would be furious, but I didn't expect that Rong Hetang just let it know and didn't ask any more. It's really strange.

"The old lady said it was hot, the old man went to bed early, so he didn't want to join in the fun. Miss Seven is listening to the music with her right now."

I'm afraid that in this mansion only Xiao Qi has the temperament to accompany the old lady so patiently.

Song Xieyu stopped talking, put down the book and sat obediently in front of the mirror, letting Yuxian shake her hair.

About an hour later, Song Xieyu finally finished dressing. In such hot weather, with her hair full of jewels and complicated dresses, Song Xieyu really couldn't arouse any interest in the celebration banquet.

"Princess, the concubine and prince are already in the carriage, you can pack up and go there." Jia Yuan's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, let's go."

Seeing Song Xieyu's arrival, the servant at the door quickly knelt down to help him into the carriage, and finally closed the curtain thoughtfully.

Although he was considered careful, Song Xieyu still felt that it was much different from what he felt in Qiancizhai that day. Thinking about it, he hadn't been to Qiancizhai for some time, and he didn't know how Wang Xingyuan's garden was being built.

After sitting down, the carriage moved forward slowly, and a figure emerged from the shadow of the mansion. Song Jingan stood in the dark with her fists clenched. The light was too dim to see her expression clearly, but she could hear the teeth Clenched cluck.

In the car, Li Rong took out a small box from the box beside him, "Yu'er, try this snack, after all, the palace is not as comfortable as in the mansion. These snacks are made by Jia Yuanxin. It's crispy."

"Mother understands me, thank you mother."

Song Xieyu took the small box in a hurry, and a sweet fragrance came to his nostrils.

"I'm still used to her when she's so old." Song Qingshan blamed her on one side, but his face was full of smiles.

"Does Daddy want to try one?"

Song Xieyu took out a piece and handed it to Song Qingshan.

"Of course I eat what Yu'er gave." Song Qingshan stretched out his hand, took the exquisite snack and stuffed it into his mouth. The feeling of melting in the mouth reminded Song Qingshan that when Li Rong first entered the mansion, he always made some snacks for himself. Then I waited expectantly for myself to say that it was delicious, and it was also the posture of a little girl. I don't know when it started to lose its original playfulness, and gradually became more stable.

It's better to bear her by yourself.

The three of them walked happily all the way in such a rare way.

The carriage soon stopped at the gate of the palace, Xie Yang saw the carriage of Prince Huaiyin's mansion from a distance, hurriedly asked the driver to drive the carriage, and walked out from the corner, pretending that he had arrived just in time.

"King Huaiyin came so early."

Song Qingshan got out of the car first, stretched out his hand to support Li Rong's hand, and just stood still when he heard Xie Yang's voice, and hurriedly turned around to salute.

"I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince, and it is rare for me to enter the palace. My wife wants to catch up with Concubine Li Gui, so I came earlier."

"Why do you need to be so polite, King Huaiyin? You watched him grow up, so you are also Gu's teacher." Xie Yang hurriedly helped him up. Normally, he didn't have much chance to talk in the court, so how could he not say more now? close to.

"Sister Changle, be careful." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Song Xieyu who got out of the car behind, Xie Chu hurried forward with concern, and was about to support Song Xieyu's body with his hands.

Yuxian happened to be standing next to him, and Song Xieyu walked around Xie Yang and put his hand on Yuxian's body, then landed firmly on the ground, "Thank you, Your Highness, how dare Changle bother His Highness, Your Highness must be on the way back It's also very tiring, it's better to let the servant girl do these small things."

Xie Yang couldn't find fault with what he said, and felt that Song Xieyu was caring about herself.

After a simple exchange of pleasantries, Li Rong took Song Xieyu to the Yanqing Palace of Concubine Li Gui.

(End of this chapter)