The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 724

"Princess, slow down." Yuxian and Yushu supported Song Xieyu, not daring to slack off.

Song Xieyu was overwhelmed with alcohol, and she appeared drunk at the table. If Xie Chu hadn't stopped her, she might have to drink a few more drinks before she could stop.

"I can walk by myself... I don't need your help." Song Xieyu pushed the two maidservants away, and was about to walk into his courtyard staggeringly.

Yu Xian and Yu Shu looked at Xie Chu helplessly, the latter sighed, strode up to Song Xieyu, and hugged him straight away.

"Alas..." Song Xieyu was caught off guard by his hug, subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab his neck, looked at him in astonishment, shy face, and even his neck turned crimson: "What are you doing?" , put me down quickly!"

Xie Chu suffered from headaches from her struggle, and reprimanded her in a low voice: "Be honest, if you toss and fall again, you will suffer."

Song Xieyu couldn't resist him, so he could only bury his face in Xie Chu's arms, imagining himself as a bastard shrunk into a turtle shell.

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Sending him back to the yard, Xie Chu went back to the study, Yang Jin followed behind him, both of them were dressed in black, they seemed to blend into the night, almost to the point of being indistinguishable.

Holding the sword, Yang Jin made a rough guess about Xie Chu coming to the study so late. What happened to Song Jing'an today, even if the King of Huaiyin taught her a lesson on the spot, with her master's temperament of protecting the calf, this matter is absolutely certain. It won't stop there, it will definitely impress Song Jing'an deeply.

After walking to the door of the study, Xie Chu suddenly stopped, staring at the direction of the window with a condensed expression.

Yang Jin was startled by his expression, looked in the direction he was looking, her expression became serious, and her voice was lowered: "Your Highness, is there something wrong?"

Xie Chu fixed his eyes on the half-open window for a few moments, and said quietly: "Yang Jin, I remember that the window of the study is closed tightly."

Reminded by Xie Chu, Yang Jin also quickly realized that this study room has always been cleaned by him himself. Apart from him and His Highness, there will be no other idlers waiting to come in. Then this window...

Someone broke in.

Yang Jin glanced at the room: "His Royal Highness, you should step back first, and your subordinates will go in and explore the way, and see where the younger generation is."

Xie Chu watched Yang Jin enter the study, he had followed him for so many years, Xie Chu was not worried about Yang Jin's skill.

No candles were lit in the study, and it was pitch black. Yang Jin kicked the door open. Not long after, there was a heart-piercing scream from inside the room.

"It hurts, it hurts... Take it lightly, Uncle Wang, it's me, I'm Linger..."

The man gave his name, and the next moment, the candles in the study were lit, and Yang Jin uttered in a slightly gruff voice: "Third Highness?"

Only then did Xie Chu walk in slowly, and happened to see Xie Ling sitting next to his chessboard, with a painful expression on his face, and he kept flicking his wrist.

Seeing Xie Chu, Xie Ling made a bitter face: "Uncle Wang, Guard Yang is too ruthless in attacking, I just waited for you to get bored and fell asleep, and my hand was almost twisted and dislocated."

Xie Chu's face was calm, his eyes became darker, he lifted his robe and sat opposite him, his tone was calm: "You came to my study secretly, I didn't blame you, but you still beat me up?"

Xie Ling knew he was in the wrong, so he spontaneously let the matter go, and sat down on the stool loudly.

"Uncle Wang, do you have wine here?"

Xie Chu raised his eyelids, his expression dull: "Wine? I don't have any here."

Xie Ling lost his interest, and twisted a black flag in his hand: "Uncle Wang is getting more and more stingy, and he even refuses to give me a good bottle of wine."

His tone of voice was so abnormal that even Yang Jin noticed it, exchanged glances with Xie Chu, and then backed out.

Only Xie Chu and Xie Ling were left in the room, so he asked him aloud: "What's the matter? As far as I know, your third prince is going smoothly now, how many people come to please you, why are you so unreasonable?" Looking lost?"

Xie Ling didn't say much, he threw the chess piece on the chessboard leisurely, made a crisp sound, and took the teacup next to him and drank it down in one gulp, as if drinking the tea out of wine.

After drinking it clean, Xie Ling put down the glass, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and a lot of melancholy in his eyes.

"Uncle Wang, the queen mother said that I will be the next prince."

Xie Chu's eyes darkened, and after a while, his eyelids lifted slightly: "This is a good thing."

This was also expected, Xie Yang was ordered to commit suicide, so Xie Ling was the only son, not to mention that the other princes were too young, even if there was one of the right age, the queen would not let him stand out.

In the end, the one who sits on the crown prince can only be Xie Ling, and it can only be Xie Ling.

Patting Xie Ling on the shoulder, Xie Chu's voice was quite meaningful: "It should be yours, you can't run away, you are a fool and you are a fool."

No matter how much he hates Xie Yang, he has to admit that Xie Yang really explained what it means to fall short and fall short.

Fate is really mysterious. Xie Yang has fought, robbed, and been careful all his life. After 20 years of survival, in the end, Xie Ling reaped the rewards.

With Emperor Jing'an's current body, he would definitely not be able to last for a month, but this month was enough for Xie Lingan to sit on the crown prince safely, and then ascend the throne smoothly.

Compared with Xie Ling, isn't Xie Yang just unlucky?
"Uncle Wang, you know, I don't want to sit in that seat." Xie Ling pushed open the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sat in a dissolute posture: "I just want to be an idle prince, travel all over the world, and see the sunset in Mobei The scenery of the lonely mountain, enjoy the misty and rainy bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, instead of being trapped in that boxy isolated city."

Xie Chu looked at his nephew in front of him, who behaved the same way, Xie Ling was indeed the most like him, and because of this, he treated this nephew quite differently, the two were both teachers and friends, and had a close relationship.

As for Xie Ling's disposition, Xie Chu knew best, the emperor's ability to be kind and loving, he had it, although compared to Xie Yang, he didn't have the ability to expand the territory, but the harvest was more than enough.

It's just that he is not utilitarian enough. If he really sits in that position, he doesn't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse.

At this moment, Yang Jin came in from the outside, holding two wine jars in her arms.

When Xie Ling saw the wine, the gloomy eyes in his eyes dissipated a little, and he looked at Xie Chu teasingly: "Didn't Uncle Wang say that there is no wine? The co-authoring is perfunctory for me?"

Yang Jin put the wine on the table, and helped Xie Chu explain: "My lord, there is really no wine here. This wine was dug under the tree in the princess's courtyard."

When Xie Ling heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, then laughed continuously, and said in a bold voice: "Since Princess Yong brewed it herself, it means I am lucky, Uncle Wang, will our nephew and uncle be drunk enough today?"

Xie Chu picked up the wine, glanced at the sky outside, and said quietly: "Go out and drink, don't mess me up when you're drunk."

(End of this chapter)