Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Jun Yuwan had already made up for a big fight in the palace, but suddenly felt that her fingers were tight. She looked down and realized that her hand was still held by Xiao Jinshao.

Looking up along his arm, Xiao Jinshao's face was calm, and his mood was obviously not very good.

Jun Yuwan pursed her lips, feeling soft for a while, did not pull her hand back, but gently moved her fingers and scratched Xiao Jinshao's palm.

His Royal Highness's hard-faced face almost broke!

He barely maintained his unhappy appearance, and looked down at Jun Yuwan, "It's okay, your Majesty, it may not be a bad thing that Concubine Ling has the ability, so let her fight with the imperial concubine, so she has no time to stare at us."

Seeing her nervous little appearance, Xiao Jinshao finally couldn't hold back, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and smiled, "Well, this is a good thing. The harem is not covered by the imperial concubine, so we have a chance."

Jun Heng and Jun Yujue looked at each other and exchanged tacit glances. Jun Heng looked at the excitement and said, "Let's take a look, who is better."

...

In Yunfu Palace, the imperial concubine sat alone in front of the flower viewing window. She didn't know how long she had been sitting. The petals outside the window fell on her hair, and she didn't even know it.

Until there was a slight rush of footsteps behind him, breaking the silence of the room.

"Mother concubine, the wind is cold, why are you still sitting by the window, dressed so thinly? Come here—get your cloak!"

"Yes."

The little palace lady answered and took a light pink peach blossom cloak, Xiao Jintang took it, and put it on the imperial concubine.

The imperial concubine turned her head and said to the court lady **** in the room: "You all go down, my palace is going to talk to the second majesty."

She took Xiao Jintang's hand, "Come on, Tang'er, sit down."

Xiao Jintang followed her strength and sat down on the soft couch. Everyone in the room withdrew and the door was closed before Xiao Jintang turned around.

The imperial concubine chuckled softly: "Don't worry, no one will overhear, your father, he won't be here for the time being."

Xiao Jintang was a little embarrassed and worried, "Mother concubine, that concubine Ling... Is the child in her belly really the father's child?"

The imperial concubine raised her eyebrows: "Of course, who would dare to confuse the emperor?"

She lowered her eyes as she said, concealing the light inside.

Xiao Jintang thought she was feeling uncomfortable, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, even if she has a life, she may not be born."

The imperial concubine gave him a warning look: "Tang'er, don't talk nonsense about these things. Don't get infected with some things. Now she is in the limelight. Some people are waiting for her to fall. Just watch them."

Xiao Jintang naturally understands this truth, "The child minister understands it, but the child minister can't figure out why the father is so concerned about this concubine? In the past few years, there are not no women in the palace who are more beautiful than her, and no one has reached the present. Location!"

The imperial concubine looked at a leaf that was not falling down outside the window and sighed, "...Actually, I probably know why she is so special."

It is because she knew that she did nothing and felt exhausted physically and mentally.

But Xiao Jintang didn't know, he asked curiously: "Why?"

The imperial concubine seemed to be smiling, her eyes were far away, "Do you know what Empress Ming looks like?"

Xiao Jintang was taken aback, Empress Ming?

It took him a while before he realized that Empress Ming was the prince's biological mother, the queen who died early.

"What does this have to do with her? Is it possible that this concubine looks like Empress Ming?"