The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 618 Warlock
"His Royal Highness, the warlock you arranged has attracted His Majesty's attention. His Majesty's trust in the warlock has gradually increased. It will only take some time for His Majesty to believe in the warlock's words."

Xiao Shunzi stood in front of Xie Yang and congratulated him with a smile: "At that time, His Majesty will be able to be persuaded to retire and become that carefree Supreme Emperor. As soon as the child in the Crown Princess' womb falls to the ground, most of this will be done! "

After Xie Yang listened, the arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more wanton and charming, the ambition in his eyes could not be concealed, and he stretched out his hand to hook Shen Zhaozhao who was sitting beside him into his arms.

"Zhao Zhao, can you hear me clearly?"

Xie Yang hugged her with one hand, and put his other hand on her lower abdomen, restrained his strength, and slid slowly, a layer of goose bumps appeared on Shen Zhaozhao's body out of thin air.

Enduring the discomfort, Shen Zhaozhao lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, looking down at his swollen belly. Emperor Jing'an was old, and once a person was extremely stubborn, it was often the beginning of mediocrity, and he would begin to believe in some unknown power.

The child in her belly has been constantly hinted to Emperor Jingan that this is his lucky star and the luck of Dayu in the future. As long as she gives birth to the child, Xie Yang will be able to ascend the throne. As long as there is this child, as long as it is not The big mistake of regicide, everything can be turned into a small one, and a small one can be turned into a small one.

As long as she sits on the empress position, Xie Chu and Song Xieyu will all bow down to her and submit to her. She will avenge Dongzhen's revenge with her own hands!

Xie Yang leaned back, the Suzhou embroidered uniforms on his body were casually scattered, and he looked at Xiao Shunzi obliquely, Liu Qing held a plate covered with red silk and handed it to Xiao Shunzi.

"You are more sensible than your master."

Xiao Shunzi weighed the weight with his hands, and just now his smile widened, and his attitude became more respectful: "Master is getting old, so it is inevitable that he is old-fashioned, and this slave is still young, so naturally he has to be more active. Who will rule the world in the future, slave? I can still see clearly."

Xie Yang smiled and waved his hand, Xiao Shunzi sensiblely poured all the silver from the plate into his sleeve, then avoided people and returned to the palace.

Seeing that Shen Zhaozhao has been silent since he came in, Xie Yang suddenly sneered, maintaining a half-lying position, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and raised his eyebrows: "Still angry?"

Shen Zhaozhao didn't like his frivolous attitude towards her, but because of his identity, he just frowned and moved his chin away from his hand, and said in a calm tone: "My personal maid died in front of me like this, Shouldn't I be angry?"

She was so angry, it was rare for Xie Yang to be a little bit interested, and she didn't care about her tone, the smile on the corner of her mouth was always raised, her eyes were placed in the void, and she couldn't see her thoughts clearly.

"Don't worry, Gu and father-in-law must vent their anger on the Crown Princess."

He glanced at Shen Zhaozhao, sat up straight, half bent his legs, and put his elbows on his bent knees: "Tomorrow, Gu will enter the palace to seek justice for Zhaozhao."

After Song Xieyu and Xie Chu returned to Prince Yong's Mansion, they sent a letter to Jin Zhang, and they would have to wait at least a day for Jin Zhang's reply.

Yuxian watched Song Xieyu pull out an embroidery frame, she had a rare leisurely mood, she moved the mat and sat at the door of the bedroom, the setting sun slanted in and scattered on Song Xieyu's body, suddenly one couldn't help but sigh for the tranquility of the years.

The maid in the yard subconsciously relaxed her movements, not wanting to disturb Song Xieyu's interest.

When Yuxian came in from the outside, she saw that the new maid in the yard was holding water in the funnel, but she kept looking towards the main room, her cheeks were bright red, and her eyes were especially moist.

"If you keep pouring this water on, the princess's flowers will be killed by you." Yuxian reminded in a low voice, and the little maid just woke up like a dream, and quickly put away the funnel in her hand, her eyes became more watery , full of panic.

"Sister Yuxian, please forgive me this time, don't let sister Yushu know."

She dragged her tune and acted like a baby. In this yard, Yu Shu is in charge of these little maids. Although she is informal on weekdays and gets along with these young girls from time to time, Yu Shu is surprisingly strict when it comes to proper manners. Harsh, clear rewards and punishments.

Yushu kept the yard in good order. The servant girls were close to her, but if she committed a crime, she would be particularly frightened. Yuxian, who had always been helping Song Xieyu with affairs, had little contact with the servant girls. But she has a gentle temperament, and she always turns a blind eye to small things, and because of this, this little maid dared to beg her for mercy.

Yuxian didn't want to fuss over this matter, so she let it go with a slight raise of her hand, but she still didn't forget to say a few words of advice: "You need to put your heart into doing things in the Wangfei's courtyard."

The little maid was holding the wooden funnel, her head was hanging down a little uncomfortable, and she said in a nasty tone: "Sister Yuxian, I was just dumbfounded for a while, and I won't do it next time..." After she finished speaking, she looked at Yuxian with her eyes. Bright and scary, with an admiring and envious tone: "How can there be such a beautiful fairy daughter as the princess in the world? Woohoo... so beautiful, as long as I can see the princess a few times a day, I will be more motivated to work... ..."

Yuxian was amused by her appearance, half-bent her index finger and middle finger, tapped on her head, half-annoyed and half-smiled: "If you are not a daughter, with your obsessed appearance, the prince will have to throw you out of the house." .”

The little maid was frightened by her, stuck out her tongue, and slipped away resolutely. Yuxian stood where she was, quietly looking at Song Xieyu.

Song Xieyu was sitting sideways, with a needle and thread in her hand, embroidering earnestly, her side face was as white as jade, and her long eyelashes cast a large shadow under her eyes.

She has been with Song Xieyu for so many years, staring at her young lady's face every day, but until now she still can't get bored at all. Her young lady, with the appearance of a fairy, is a person dearly loved by the heavens. Daddy, if it weren't for those black-hearted people, how could they suffer so much?

After looking at it for a long time, she lifted the corner of her skirt and walked over slowly, the previous indignation and resentment on her face was wiped away, and she smiled again: "It's rare for the princess to be in such a good mood today, is the Luoyang peony embroidered? "

Song Xieyu embroidered the last few stitches, and just took scissors to cut off the end of the thread: "When I was seven years old, I was picked up by my grandmother. I was sitting in a carriage, and the peonies all over the city were in full bloom. It’s beautiful, the most beautiful scene I’ve ever seen.”

Yuxian raised her hand and poured tea for Song Xieyu. After hearing this, she pursed her lips and asked her softly, "Princess, do you miss Mrs. Li?"

Song Xieyu put away the embroidery stand, still sat on the futon, hugged her knees, looked out of the courtyard wall, her voice was ethereal.

"Recently, for some reason, I suddenly feel nostalgic. I think of the old things more and more frequently. There is a piece of my heart that is always empty."

(End of this chapter)