The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 621 It's a waste if this big face doesn't mend the sky for Nuwa

Early the next morning, people came to the palace.

When Song Xieyu passed by, Xie Chu had already arrived in the main hall. He Cheng sat under Xie Chu's head, holding tea in his hand, not intending to drink.

"His Royal Highness Yong, this is also His Majesty's intention. The old slave can only come to bother His Highness Yong and Concubine Yong again. It is really embarrassing."

Xie Chu's complexion remained unchanged, maintaining his usual cold face, sitting at the top without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the room was a little depressing.

Song Xieyu lifted the corner of her skirt and went in. As soon as He Cheng saw her, it was like seeing a savior. He stood up quickly, smiling, the wrinkles on his face were gathered together, and the folds were piled together. Like a chrysanthemum.

"Princess, you are here. Your Majesty is waiting for you and His Royal Highness King Yong in the palace. You should pack up quickly and follow this old servant into the palace."

Song Xieyu sat beside Xie Chu, with the corners of his mouth raised, he couldn't tell what emotion it was, and said lightly: "Eunuch He came from a long way, so we, husband and wife, will naturally not make things difficult for you."

He Cheng was on the verge of tears. When he came, he was really worried about King Yong's rebellion. After all, everyone could see that Xie Chu really put Princess Changle in his heart to protect him. If he really resisted the edict, He was not surprised either.

"That's really great, Concubine Yong, then let's go to the palace now?" He Cheng asked tentatively.

Song Xieyu fiddled with his sleeves, with a careless expression on his face: "No rush."

He Cheng was taken aback when he heard that, wishing he could grab the shoulders of King Yong and Princess Yong and shake them a few times. This is His Majesty's will. His Majesty is still waiting for the two of them to enter the palace. There is no rush, so what is the rush? ?
Xie Chu raised his eyes, and when the teacup in his hand was put down, it collided with the pear wood table and there was a crisp sound: "Eunuch He, it's not a big deal to be late for a cup of tea."

Just as He Cheng was about to speak, he raised his head and met Xie Chu's cold eyes, which were covered with shattered ice. He shivered subconsciously and closed his mouth.

Seeing that He Cheng didn't speak anymore, Xie Chu snorted coldly: "Shen Xian's old arms and legs, it's not easy to enter the palace. It's okay for the king and the princess to wait for him. Let him talk to His Majesty about his grievances first, so as not to worry about it." The king and the princess are here, so he can't speak, and he can't hold back."

He Cheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard Xie Chu's words. King Yong's words didn't have a dirty word, but they hurt Shen Xian to the ground.

Although Shen Xian was old, how could it be so difficult to walk?I'm afraid that you have already entered the palace at this moment, but if everyone is not here, His Majesty may not show up. King Yong and Princess Yong have a cup of tea in the mansion, plus the time to go to the palace, Shen Xian must at least be in the palace. Fu'an Hall stood for half an hour.

It's not easy to stand for half an hour, even if you are a young man, your legs and feet will be numb, let alone Shen Xian, an old man who has just been released from prison and suffered a lot.

With a dry cough, He Cheng simply sat down beside him, and An Anxin began to drink tea.

Wait for a cup of tea, let's wait for a cup of tea, after all, even if King Yong resists the decree, His Majesty may not punish him seriously, let alone just being late for a cup of tea, there are some reasons to help evade.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Shen Xian for wanting to take advantage of this incident to move Princess Changle's thoughts too clearly. He couldn't wait to enter the palace early in the morning. Obviously this thought is not as suppressed as before.

This time, even if he asks for trouble, it can be regarded as a lesson. This is Xie Chu, King Yong, if he wants to trample him under his feet, what can he do if he has no patience?
After sitting abruptly for a cup of tea, Song Xieyu and Xie Chu didn't make things difficult for He Cheng, and followed him straight into the palace.

When we arrived at the gate of the palace, there was already a carriage parked there. According to the sign, it was the carriage of the Prince's Mansion.

Xie Chu glanced over there coldly, and then helped Song Xieyu down.

"Uncle Wang."

Unsurprisingly, Xie Yang's voice came from behind him: "Since we met and we are on the same road, why not go to Fu'an Palace together?"

Xie Yang strode over from behind, Xie Chu didn't intend to give him a good face, and looked at him coldly: "Going the same way? Did the prince have any misunderstanding? We have never been traveling together."

Not in the past, not now, and never in the future.

The smile on Xie Yang's face faded a bit, and after a while, he still smiled warmly: "Uncle Wang was joking, the same road is different, only one second difference between Uncle Wang."

"As long as Uncle Wang thinks, Gu and Prince Yong's Mansion can be fellow travelers."

Xie Chu lowered his eyes, the disgust in his eyes flashed past, and his tone became colder: "No need, the prince will take the prince's Yangguan Road, and the king will take the king's single-plank bridge."

Seeing that Xie Chu turned to leave, Xie Yang finally changed his expression. Song Xieyu broke into the prince's mansion with a knife. Olive branch tossed?
Raising his voice, Xie Yang said again: "Uncle Wang, Gu never thought of being an enemy of Uncle Wang, even if you don't care about yourself, don't you care about Changle?"

Hearing his name came out of Xie Yang's mouth, Song Xieyu's face darkened.

Seeing Xie Chu and Song Xieyu look over, Xie Yang was even more proud: "Uncle Wang, you and I both know that Changle is your only weakness, and harmony makes money. If we can discuss the solution, we will avoid hurting the Prince's Mansion and Yong. The harmony of the palace."

Xie Chu's eyes were bottomless, and he stared at him coldly: "I don't know what the prince is asking for!"

Xie Yang flicked his sleeves, and spoke slowly, with a feeling that he must win: "I don't hide it, as long as Uncle Wang hand over the mines and salt fields in his hand, Changle will be fine." .”

Song Xieyu finally understood that this was Xie Yang's idea, no wonder he waited for them in front of the palace gate for so long.

"The prince is not very capable, but his face is not small!" Song Xieyu's eyes were mocking and contemptuous, and he didn't give Xie Yang any face.

If you want mines and salt fields, it's already a big profit to get the same. Hearing his tone, you want them all!Oh, what a big face!
The lethality of these words cannot be underestimated, even though Xie Yang tried his best to look calm, but he still didn't hold back, his face became ugly, and he shouted angrily: "You are presumptuous!"

Song Xieyu was not surprised by Xie Yang's change of face. People only become angry when they are stepped on and hurt their feet. His anger means that what she said is absolutely right, and he himself knows that he has no skills.

It's just relying on women to make it to this day, but I still have to be self-righteous, thinking that I have tried something new, and I have suffered all kinds of grievances. Good guy, he has a big face, can he mend the sky for Nuwa?

Liu Qing saw that Xie Yang's expression was not good, and said angrily: "Until now, King Yong is still so oily and salty, it is really a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard!"

Xie Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a bit of sarcasm: "So what if you talk hard now? You see, he will naturally beg me later."

(End of this chapter)