The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 676
Xie Chu clasped hands in the sleeves, and after listening to Emperor Jing'an's words, the index finger resting on the back of his left hand suddenly moved, his lowered eyes flashed imperceptibly, and after a while, he returned to silence and spoke casually.

"Since Fang Shushi said that the emperor's heir in the Crown Princess' stomach is the son of God's Blessing, Dayu's future national fortune is no wonder that the child has a miscarriage. The Prince's Mansion is full of strange things, and the Crown Princess has suffered such a disaster."

After he finished speaking, he heard Emperor Jing'an chuckle suddenly, as if he was quite disdainful, and it took him a long time to shift his gaze to the inner room where Shen Zhaozhao just lay down, where there was a layer of gauze curtains, and the autumn wind blowing through the cracks of the windows from time to time The gauze curtain fluttered slightly.

"If it is really the son of God Blessing, why is there a miscarriage for no reason? If it is the fate of Dayu, why didn't I go to the Prince's Mansion to visit, and the child died the next day?"

Emperor Jing'an's voice was even lower, concealing his anger, and sneered: "Yu's future national destiny will be in conflict with mine, which is ridiculous."

Xie Chu glanced at Emperor Jing'an indistinctly from the side, saying that some words are never as credible as saying something from someone else's mouth, and it's not in vain for him to guide him for so long.

"If the emperor is suspicious of Fang Warlock, why don't you check it out. If there is any fraud, there will always be some clues." Xie Chu took the initiative to speak. Appropriately pretending to be stupid can get twice the result with half the effort, but if you blindly avoid it, it will only arouse suspicion. .

Emperor Jing'an sat on the sandalwood chair, his face was gray, his eyes were loose, and his tone was sad: "Forget it, third child, you should investigate this matter."

Xie Chu said in a deep voice: "Brother Huang, what do you want my younger brother to find out?"

Emperor Jing'an was broken by Xie Chu's question, and his figure became even more hunched. After a while, he smiled half a smile: "Sometimes, I hope to find out something, but I hope to find nothing."

He had been sitting in this position for decades, and even though he was a little confused now, he came back to his senses. The timing of this alchemist coming to him was too coincidental, if it wasn't a coincidence, it was someone's deliberate design.

After hearing this, Xie Chu understood what Emperor Jing'an meant, and he didn't intend to show mercy. Although the two of them didn't say it clearly, they both understood in their hearts that this matter had something to do with Xie Yang.

For so many years, Emperor Jing'an's patience and the few love between father and son were finally exhausted.

The night was getting dark, only the slight sound of candles exploding in the hall could be heard, no one spoke, Emperor Jing'an sat for a while, seemed to slow down, and suddenly said: "Sir, will you play chess with me? We two brothers It’s been a long time since I played chess.”

Xie Chu sat down opposite Emperor Jing'an, his cold face was much more bewildered, and his tone was melancholy: "The last time I played chess with His Majesty was in the year when my brother was fourteen, now the years have passed by, The younger brother also has a family, and he is no longer as carefree as before."

He Cheng trotted over and sent a pair of gold silk warm jade chess pieces, and carefully arranged them on the table. Emperor Jing'an's expression softened, with a rare look of youth in his eyes: "I haven't played it for so many years, just let me take a look at it." , Third, have you improved your chess skills?"

Seeing that Emperor Jing'an was in good spirits, Xie Chu said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, I won't give way."

Emperor Jing'an smiled instead of anger, with a very happy look: "Today there is no distinction between monarch and minister, only brothers. If you let me, I will punish you for your crimes."

He Cheng set it aside, and then retreated. Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Xie Chu, feeling even more jealous of His Royal Highness King Yong.

During these days, His Majesty's mood was visibly bad, and he had never seen him smile, even if he smiled, most of them would sneer, and only King Yong had the ability to make His Majesty laugh heartily at this time.

After one move of this chess game, the sky was bright, and after the last game, the winner was evenly split, Emperor Jing'an finally lost his energy, stopped the game, waved his hand, and let Xie Chu go back.

It was too early, before the gates of the palace were opened, so naturally he couldn't return to Yongwang's mansion. Xie Chu originally went out from this palace to build a mansion, so the palace naturally kept the palace he used to have when he was a prince.

"His Royal Highness King Yong, your residence has been tidied up, and the slave will lead you there?" Xiao Shunzi was ordered by He Cheng to take good care of Xie Chu, and he dared not treat him in the slightest.

Xie Chu didn't go with him, his tall stature gave people a strong sense of oppression, and his eyes were warmer on his usual cold face: "No, I have to pick someone up."

Xiao Shunzi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed, laughing together: "The left and right servants are fine, they will follow behind you, you can just be a servant."

So early, who will King Yong pick up?

Xiao Shunzi murmured in his heart, but fortunately Xie Chu glanced at him and didn't say anything, he tacitly allowed him to follow.

After walking with Xie Chu for a while, Xiao Shunzi finally understood that Xie Chu was going to Yanqing Palace, so it was self-evident who would pick him up.

Apart from Concubine Yong, who was temporarily resting at Concubine Min Gui's place, there would be no other person.

After thinking about it, it is rare for Xiao Shunzi to have a three-pointed admiration for Princess Yong. This Changle princess often entered the palace when she was not married. It is true that he is a bit savage, but it is not a cruel and bloody temperament, and he does not know how his reputation outside is so bad.

In fact, anyone who has met this Princess Changle a few times will know that compared to Princess Kangping, Song Xieyu is definitely a better master.

If a person loses the benefits of a whole body, it will arouse the jealousy of others. Princess Changle was born well, has a good family background, her parents are still alive, her brother is protecting her, and her sister is close to her. How can others not be jealous?Anyone who knows how bad this reputation is.

In the end, people are doing it, and the sky is watching. The reputation of Changle princess can still win the favor of King Yong. It has to be said that fate may really be destined.

Just like Xie Yunran, Princess of Kangping County, who tried his best to find a good husband-in-law for himself, so as to let out the bad breath in his heart of being suppressed by others for so many years, and even married Si Jinyu at the expense of being a child. It's not that I didn't catch anything, only a handful of loess fell.

When they reached Yanqing Palace, Xie Chu didn't go in, but the palace servants of Yanqing Palace recognized him, and soon someone went in to report the news. Not long after, they saw that Song Xieyu had changed into the fine clothes she wore during the day, wearing only She was dressed in plain clothes, her hair was loosely pulled into a bun, and she didn't wear any hairpins or rings.

She had a very beautiful complexion, she didn't need rouge to add color, and she looked a little more charming. Xiao Shunzi only took one look, but didn't dare to look again, her heart skipped a beat.

After concentrating his mind, there was only one thought, this princess of Changle is really beautiful like a monster in the mountains, no wonder he can fascinate the cold-hearted King Yong on the tip of his heart.

Of these two, one is as cold as a nine-day exiled immortal, and the other is as charming as a ghost, they are indeed right.

(End of this chapter)