The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 560 Dreamland
Song Xieyu didn't expect Concubine Min Gui to give her this thing, so she couldn't help feeling a little helpless, not only her mother was worried, but even her aunt was anxious.

She just married into Prince Yong's Mansion less than half a month ago, right?Is it necessary to be so urgent?

He was slandering in his heart, but Song Xieyu still took it, and was chatting with Concubine Min in Yanqing Palace, when suddenly a maid came in to report: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has come."

Concubine Min glanced at Song Xieyu, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty will choose the time, we just met and we haven't had a good chat yet, next time you don't know when you will come to the palace to talk with me."

The palace is lonely, and the status of her niece is very special. It is rare for her to call Song Xieyu to Yanqing Palace, and she is disturbed before she finishes drinking a cup of tea. It is inevitable that she will be a little disappointed.

Song Xieyu smiled: "Your Majesty misses Auntie in his heart, Auntie should be happy, and my niece will come to accompany Auntie sometime."

While talking, Emperor Jing'an had already entered the courtyard, the aunt and nephew didn't dare to neglect, they both got up and went out of the hall to meet him.

After the two saluted, Song Xieyu said respectfully: "I will leave if I don't disturb the peace of Your Majesty and the imperial concubine."

At such a turbulent time, as Concubine Yong, she should hide as long as she can.

But the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, Emperor Jing'an pondered for a moment, and said with a hearty smile: "It's all from my own family, why do you disturb the quiet talk, and there are many people who are lively, so stay and talk to us two old people!"

Song Xieyu's heart skipped a beat, and her intuition told her that Emperor Jing'an didn't come to Yanqing Palace suddenly, but came here to block her.

As soon as this idea came out, Song Xieyu couldn't help but sweat for herself, she didn't want to "talk casually" with the careful Emperor Jing'an!
But since the emperor opened his mouth, it was not something she could refuse, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the two in.

Emperor Jing'an and Xie Chu are brothers, and Song Xieyu and Concubine Min are aunts and nephews. It can be said that they are close relatives, but if you look at it carefully, it is a bit awkward to say.

The three of them sat in the hall, Song Xieyu couldn't help being a little embarrassed, thanks to his gentle aunt to mediate, the atmosphere was not too cold at last.

After exchanging pleasantries, Emperor Jing'an took a sip of tea from the Ru Kiln teacup and said, "I heard that there are unavoidable rifts between brothers in common people's families. The right and wrong between them are really entangled like a mess."

It seems like a common gossip, but combined with the recent incident between the prince and Xie An, Song Xieyu heard a hint of temptation from it, and couldn't help but weigh in his heart how to answer.

Sure enough, Emperor Jing'an threw a brick to attract jade, and the conversation changed: "Changle, today you regard me as your elder, and Xie An and Xie Yang as your elder brothers. If your elder brothers fight against each other like them, how would you feel? Tell right from wrong?"

Song Xieyu didn't want to get involved in the crown prince and Xie An's battle for the throne, and didn't want to cause trouble for Xie Chu, so he could only pretend to be stupid and said in a daze: "Please forgive Changle for being dull, the prince and the second prince are brothers and sisters respectful How come Changle's elder brother can't be compared?"

Emperor Jing'an remained silent, his sharp eyes swept over, making Song Xieyu look away with a guilty conscience.

Concubine Min tried to smooth things over and said: "It's noon now, and Changle is here today, and the concubine's small kitchen has recently acquired a chef with superb cooking skills, and it just so happens that His Majesty and Changle can help with tasting."

Song Xieyu glanced at her aunt gratefully, and was about to continue the lunch talk to expose the dirty affairs of the restless royal brothers, when Emperor Jing'an suddenly spoke.

This time he didn't try to insinuate, and said directly: "Prince Yong has been helping me to solve problems. As Concubine Yong, you don't know that the crown prince and Xie An are fighting for the heir, which is a strange thing."

Song Xieyu was startled when he heard the words, and looked up at Emperor Jing'an, only to see that his face was calm, showing no signs of happiness or anger, he stood up and pleaded guilty: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, Chang Le has heard about the matter of the two Highnesses, but as a woman You should feel at ease in the back house, Changle dare not have any political affairs, and never asked more questions."

Seeing that Song Xieyu's answers were neither humble nor overbearing, well-founded, but always vague, avoiding the important points, Emperor Jing'an was a little impatient, suppressed his voice, and tried his best to calmly say: "I didn't mean to blame you, I was just curious about your opinion There are no outsiders here with regards to this matter, so you don’t have to hold back, you can speak freely.”

As far as this is concerned, if Song Xieyu twitched, it would be a little ignorant.

But Song Xieyu, as the concubine of Yong, every word she said to Emperor Jing'an may affect Xie Chu, so she must be cautious.

Song Xieyu knew that Xie Yang was ambitious and ruthless, but Xie Ankong was lonely and courageous, but his brain was not as bright as his elder brother's. He was plotted by others and didn't know where the trap was.

She can see all these things clearly, and Emperor Jing'an, who is as shrewd as he is, will not be unable to see through, it's just that she is in it, blinded by a leaf.

Since Emperor Jing'an asked about her, Song Xieyu planned to use his tricks and give Xie Yang some eye drops.

Wanting to leave the seeds of doubt, but not being too straightforward, Song Xieyufu said to his heart: "I don't know anything about court affairs, but I had a strange dream a few days ago, which is quite interesting. I don't know your Majesty. Would you like to listen to my concubine's sleep talk?"

Emperor Jing'an took a deep look at her and nodded.

Song Xieyu began to talk about the so-called "dream" vividly: "The concubine is like a dream at midnight. In the dream, a hundred birds fly together in the forest, honored by the phoenix, and the phoenix builds its nest on the top of the phoenix tree. All the birds come to the phoenix, all choose A good tree dwells and builds a nest."

She paused and continued: "In the dream there was a bird named Cuckoo, with long tail and green feathers. It often faced the north and made a shrill cry. in the nests of other birds."

Emperor Jing'an didn't come to hear how she reproduced the birds, so he said impatiently: "The cuckoo's habits are born like this, why is it so strange? Your dream is not interesting!"

Song Xieyu said calmly: "What your Majesty said is true. The cuckoo doesn't want to build a nest, but wants to occupy the nest of the magpie. All other young birds in the nest are thrown out of the nest and killed."

"No one teaches the little cuckoo how to behave, but the nature engraved in the bones determines the way it will go in the future. Natural selection, survival of the fittest, is better than that."

Emperor Jing'an knew the elegant meaning when he heard the strings, so he naturally understood the meaning of Song Xieyu's words, his face turned gloomy, and he asked in a deep voice: "Princess Yong has something to say, why don't you use dreams as a guide to cover it up?" cover up!"

Song Xieyu uttered what was in his heart through the dream, and was a little flustered at first, but he didn't panic after listening to Emperor Jing'an's question.

She was just talking about her own dreams, and if others heard something different, it was none of her business.

Song Xieyu said frankly: "Your Majesty is serious. My concubine just fell into a dream by chance. When I woke up, I felt the fantasy in the dream and was vigilant, so I chatted casually. If I offend Your Majesty, I will forgive you."

(End of this chapter)