The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 759 Bamboo Leaf
"Uncle Wang!"

Empress Dowager Tao probably didn't expect the vase to fall on Xie Chu's head just like that. She just got too angry and smashed the vase on Xie Chu's head.

But she didn't expect that Xie Chu didn't hide.

Xie Chu didn't lift his eyelids, and stood up straight. If the blood on his face wasn't so shocking, it almost made people wonder if he was hit by that blow just now?
"Queen Mother, what the late Emperor could do, why can't Your Majesty do it? Perhaps you should have more confidence in Your Majesty."

When Queen Mother Tao heard this, she sneered, Xie Chu's words were sophistry, she couldn't refute, and even if she didn't refute, she was aggrieved.

The first emperor was a great man, even if he became a bit dull in his later years, the prestige accumulated over the years was enough to deter those princes with ulterior motives like King An and King Qi.

Even though she hated each other with the first emperor, she had to admit that Emperor Jing'an was indeed an eternal Ming emperor.

But the dragon gave birth to nine sons, good and bad. Among the dozen or so princes of Emperor Jingan, which one can compare with their father?
Even if Xie Ling was her own, she didn't have much confidence in Xie Ling.

But these words must never be said.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Xie Ling's face became more indignant and forbearing: "Mother, the reason why I took this position at the beginning was because you forced me to die."

After he finished speaking, he got up slowly, his movements were slow and orderly, and there was more than three points of sarcasm at the end of his eyes: "I don't know, the mother-child relationship between you and me can withstand several times of death."

Empress Dowager Tao was silent for a moment, her pupils constricted like pinpricks, and she sat back on the couch, mumbling with her mouth open for a long time without making a sound.

Xie Ling didn't pay attention any more, and left the Jiaofang Hall with a flick of his sleeves, Xie Chu didn't leave immediately, instead he bowed slowly, and then turned around and left the gate of the Jiaofang Hall.

Just after coming out of the hall, after a certain distance, turning around a small road, I saw Xie Ling sitting in the pavilion in a black dragon robe, how could he look angry and disappointed in the Jiaofang Hall?
Seeing Xie Chu approaching, Xie Ling smiled quickly, and the imperial doctor sitting next to him hurriedly cleaned Xie Chu's wound with a medicine box on his back.

"Why didn't Uncle Wang hide? With your skill, hiding in a vase is nothing more than that, it shouldn't be difficult."

Hearing Xie Ling's slow words of concern, Xie Chu didn't feel much moved, he rolled his eyelids lightly, and didn't give Xie Ling any face.

"Your Majesty wants to use bitter tricks. As a courtier, you have to lead the soldiers to die first, right? You can't let Your Majesty block the vase in front, can you?"

Not only was Xie Ling not annoyed by Xie Chu's merciless dismantling, he even laughed out loud, looking quite happy.

"Uncle Wang is the only one who knows me."

Xie Chu drooped his eyelids again, and didn't speak anymore. With the Queen Mother's paranoia, if she didn't let her out, I'm afraid it would be difficult to solve this matter.

Now Empress Dowager Tao doesn't seem to be capable, but that's only because Xie Ling is the youngest son she loves the most, and there is still a bit of mother-child affection left in her heart. If she is really pushed into a hurry, then Xie Ling may really be besieged on all sides. the point.

You know, the former deposed prince was spoiled by her own hands.

Huaiyin Palace.

When Xing Xiuyun came over, she happened to see Song Xieyu kneeling upright in front of Li Rong's coffin, her face pale and calm.

He became more anxious for a while, and hurried forward: "Sister Song! You are not as law-abiding as you are at the spirit guard. Did you kneel all night?"

Lifting the person up, Xing Xiuyun raised her head and bumped into Song Xieyu's eyes, her face couldn't help but blush.

Although it was a bit out of date, but being too close, Song Xieyu's appearance almost attacked indiscriminately, which made Xing Xiuyun's heart beat faster.

If she wanted to be pretty and filial, the ancients would never bully her. Song Xieyu's body, without makeup, was pure and awe-inspiring, elegant and elegant, very good-looking.

Song Xieyu helped Xing Xiuyun's hand to get up, and his voice was a little dry: "It's okay, it's the last time to fulfill my filial piety."

Xing Xiuyun sighed, and stopped talking. Some things cannot be resolved by persuasion.

Xing Xiuyun took over, and Song Xieyu naturally returned to Prince Yong's Mansion, and just got out of the carriage and entered the mansion, a burst of laughter was heard from a distance.

Yushu was a little surprised when she heard it, and looked at Song Xieyu, a little unconfident: "It sounds like Miss Seven's voice."

Song Xieyu could naturally hear her sister's voice, but even so, Song Xieyu still had some suspicions that it was her hallucination.

After Li Rong's death, Song Xieyan fainted on the spot. Song Qingshan was afraid that she would fall in love with her in Huaiyin Palace, so he sent her back to Yong Palace.

But even in Prince Yong's Mansion, Song Xieyan's condition didn't improve at all. He would eat three meals a day, but he didn't eat much, less than cat food, and his face was dull, neither crying nor fussing.

Song Xieyu would rather she cry and make her lose her temper than hold it in like this.

There was another chuckle, and this time Song Xieyu was finally convinced that it was Song Xieyan's voice, and couldn't help but feel emotional for a moment: "Go and have a look."

Yuxian and Yushu were also happy, Song Xieyan finally stopped sitting around, and had to see who had the ability to make Seventh Miss laugh.

Song Xieyu followed the sound and saw Song Xieyan sitting on the stone pier from a distance. Opposite her, there was a person sitting. From the figure, it could be seen that it was a man holding something in his hand. The distance is too far to see clearly.

Seeing this scene, Song Xieyu's expression quickly turned ugly, and the joy just now disappeared.

How could there be a foreign man in the mansion?And just happened to meet Yan'er?
Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, Song Xieyu was cheated out of half of her life by Xie Yang because of her young age. When she came to Yan'er, she would never allow Yan'er to walk the same way as her.

Walking over quickly with a cold face, Song Xieyan saw her, got up quickly, and called Third Sister.

Hearing this movement, the man finally turned his head, and Song Xieyu was able to see his whole face. He was shocked when he saw this, and he reacted quickly and bent his knees to carry his luggage.

"His Majesty?"

Seeing Song Xieyu, Xie Ling gave a gentle cry.

Song Xieyu was still in doubt, and when he got closer, he saw clearly that Xie Ling was holding a butterfly woven from bamboo leaves in his hand, which should have been used to make Song Xieyan laugh.

"Why did Your Majesty suddenly appear in Prince Yong's Mansion?" Song Xieyu simply couldn't figure it out and asked straightforwardly.

Having just ascended the throne, Xie Ling will never be idle. Shouldn't he be dealing with political affairs in the imperial study right now?Why did you come to Prince Yong's Mansion suddenly?
It's nothing more than coming to Prince Yong's Mansion, and it's not the first time he's back, so it's just a whim, just go to the study, but why is he sitting here with Yan'er this time?
Although he promised that he would not have any ill intentions towards Yan'er, what he did really made her dare not think about it...

(End of this chapter)