The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 886 Change of Dynasty
A new beauty came to Guanju Palace recently, it is said that he is an old acquaintance of His Majesty, His Majesty took this beautiful beauty very seriously, and has been raising a baby outside the palace until the end of the month before letting him into the palace.

Guanju Palace is closely guarded, almost.The surrounding area was tight enough to show how much His Majesty attaches great importance to this beauty.

It is rumored that this beautiful woman is very good-looking, but she is too cold-tempered, doesn't go out much, and is not easy to get along with, but she looks like a fairy, even in the palace, she often wears a veil, because she is afraid of her appearance. Wearing a veil saves you trouble.

But at this time, in the Guanju Palace where everyone in the palace was curious about, that beautiful woman had never worn a veil, and the face revealed was exactly that of Song Xieyu.

Her appearance is good-looking, but it is not as outrageous as the rumors say, but the veil is only because she often enters the palace, and many people in the palace know her, so in order to avoid trouble, this veil is used to cover her face.

But at this time, it was late at night, and Xie Ling was sitting opposite her, not like the rumors that he was having a good time with a beauty, drunk and dreaming, but instead he was coughing like he was seriously ill.

"Changle, tell me, when will Uncle Wang plot rebellion?"

He said that he would kill the nine clans, but his expression was calm, as if he was discussing what to eat for lunch today.

Song Xieyu's expression didn't fluctuate, as if he was gossiping, he grabbed a handful of sour plums and chewed slowly in his mouth: "Then Your Majesty has to wait, after all, the best thing about my family is patience. "

Xie Ling saw that she was not humble at all, and she said this with a look of pride, smiled, reached out and handed the peeled nuts: "Uncle Wang is really patient, but in Changle, patience It's really bad."

Song Xieyu was noncommittal, rolling his eyes on the book in his hand, his expression focused: "It doesn't matter whether my husband is patient or not, the important thing is how long your Majesty will live."

Her words hit the nail on the head without mercy.

Xie Ling was not angry, and looked in the direction of the palace gate from a distance.

"Changle is not as good as let's make a bet."

Song Xieyu stuffed too much and was falling asleep, when he heard this, he became interested: "What do you want to bet, Your Majesty?"

Xie Ling pondered for a moment, then suddenly took a handkerchief and wiped his hands: "Why don't you bet on whether you can sleep soundly tonight?"

If Song Xieyu felt something, he also looked at the palace gate, his tone was casual, as if suppressing sleepiness: "Your Majesty's gambling luck has always been good."

Xie Ling smiled: "Changle has always been smart, I haven't said the size, Changle guessed the ending."

Song Xieyu held his chin and talked to him casually, as if to amuse him and pass the time: "It's a pity that no matter how smart you are, you can't win the bet. What's the use of being smart?"

Xie Ling got up, and was amused by her words: "Is Changle asking for a reward from me? If so, then I will give the profit to Changle."

Song Xieyu tilted his head, his peach blossom eyes were surprisingly bright under the lamp, and he was extremely pleasing: "Oh? There is another good thing? I don't know what bonus your Majesty set for this bet? If it doesn't suit me, Changle will not follow me."

Xie Ling walked towards the gate of the palace slowly. The loose robe on his body made him thinner and thinner. Standing at the gate of the palace, the night wind howled like a ghost.

Song Xieyu was even worried whether the wind would blow Xie Ling away.

It was only a few days, and Xie Ling became so thin. It really is true that the world is impermanent and cannot be controlled at all.

Xie Ling's voice came along with the wind, and there was a faint smile: "Freedom, no longer trapped in this Guanju Palace like a caged bird... I don't know if this bonus, does Changle care?"

Song Xieyu stared deeply at Xie Ling, his eyes were complicated and unspeakable, after a while, he still smiled innocently, as if he hadn't noticed anything, and said quietly: "Naturally, I am satisfied, so it is... Thank you Lord Long En."

When the last four words came out, the sound of footsteps came from outside the hall, uniformly.

Xie Chu, dressed in a black prince's suit, stepped up the steps.

Seeing Xie Ling, neither of them showed surprise in their eyes.

"I have been waiting for Uncle Wang for a long time."

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In the 56th year of Pingyang, the new emperor died at the age of 26. He had no children, and there was no suitable son in the clan. The queen mother recommended him, and the prince Xie Chu came to the throne. In the same year, the queen gave birth to a son.

Guanju Palace, Song Xieyu looked at the two children under his knees, and felt quite a headache.

Yu Xian was circling around the two little masters, holding a small plate of grapes in her hand, her heart was broken.

"You can't run around, stop quickly, what if you fall down?"

Yushu was also happily making noise beside her, and Yuxian was quite exhausted taking care of the three children by herself. Xie Chu just happened to see such a noisy scene when she came over.

Seeing Song Xieyu lying on the imperial concubine's couch, with a book covering her face, looking at ease, he walked up to him, took the book off her face, and sat beside her, which just blocked the sun .

"You will hide away..."

Song Xieyu didn't get angry when the book on his face was taken away by him, he struggled to sit up, and stuffed the grapes peeled by Yuxian next to him into his mouth.

"I've been wandering and wandering for most of my life, and I've been exhausted. Now that I've finally settled down, I'm not allowed to steal half a day of leisure?"

He just said this casually, but when it fell into Xie Chu's ears, there was a bit of guilt in his eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Song Xieyu couldn't eat any more grapes at the moment, so he swallowed the food in his mouth, and then changed his tone: "It's just a joke, third brother, don't worry about it, I have a leisurely time, go to the other side, three My brother is going to be in trouble."

Did she know that Xie Chu was in a state of desperation, and those ministers in the previous court were thinking about the future of the two children under her knees at a young age.

Xie Chu also laughed out loud: "Now that the previous courts are writing letters to let our Chi'er sit on the crown prince, I can't stop it..."

Song Xieyu lay back down again, with a casual expression on his face: "If you can't stop it, don't stop it. There is only one candidate for the crown prince..."

Xie Chu ascended the throne and chose a concubine, the entire harem was empty, except for a few nominal concubines, only she, the queen, was left.

Now there is only one son and one daughter, can those former ministers not be in a hurry?If it were her, she would also have to write a book.

Seeing her laziness, Xie Chu was proud of her languid appearance, she was nothing to do with her, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly lifted Song Xieyu into his arms.

"It seems quite regrettable to hear what the empress means. Why don't you and I work harder to put more pressure on Chi'er..."

"Aunt Yushu, what are the father and the queen doing? Is the father bullying the mother again? Chi'er wants to protect the mother..."

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yuxian brought him back, her face was a little red: "The ancestor must never act rashly..."

If this disturbs His Majesty's Queen's great cause of making people, I am afraid that not only His Majesty will trouble the Prince, but also the former ministers will blow their noses and stare with anger...

(End of this chapter)