Chapter 212 (1/2)
Su Rushuang glanced at Meng Qianzhong, who looked happy, and said faintly, ”why did you come to me at this time?”
”Don't you like it?” Meng Qianchong bent his lips. ”You complain if I don't come. You doubt when I come. What do you want me to do?”
”I'm just asking,” Su Rushuang winked at Xiao Yi. ”Bring the tremella soup to the emperor.”
Meng Qianchong waved his hand. ”You stewed tremella soup. But I've already drunk it in Zhaoyun hall. You don't have to bring it up.”
”Oh, I drank it in Zhaoyun hall.” Su Rushuang's eyes flashed a trace of displeasure. ”I thought the emperor stayed in Shuyu hall all night. I didn't expect to see imperial concubine Chen.”
”After all, she is the one who harbors my prince. No matter how much I like the wet green shirt, I won't forget to visit her.”
Su Rushuang frowned gently, ”is the green shirt wet? It turns out that the dark green sleeve blows the green shirt wet?”
”Didn't you hear it? Last time you said you had understood me. Why did you forget this song when you heard it?” Meng Qianchong's eyes became deeper and deeper. ”It's a song that imperial concubine Jing often plays to Yuan Zhen. I've heard it several times across a wall.”
”No wonder I feel familiar,” Su Rushuang gave him a complicated look. Imperial concubine Jing and Meng Yuanzhen are like mu Langhua, a knot in his heart. ”It turned out that your green shirt was wet. You stayed in Shuyu hall all night to listen to this song?”
”If you can play, I'll come to Huayang palace,” Meng Qianzhong said with a soft smile. ”Don't think about it. It's just a song. There aren't so many twists and turns. I've ordered Prince chun to be released.”
Su Rushuang opened his eyes in disbelief. ”He is a rogue official who wants to usurp the throne. It was preferential not to behead him in public. Why did you release him from the palace?”
Meng Qianzhong said disapprovingly, ”he has no ability to remove all his wings. When I heard that his green shirt was wet, I thought clearly that he was a compatriot brother born to a mother. Let's forget it.”
”That...” Su Rushan looked at him somewhat absentmindedly and covered his chest. ”Do you remember the sword I blocked for you?”
Meng Qianchong's eyes darkened, but he didn't look at her. ”I remember and will never forget. I've given you everything you deserve. Prince Chun wants to release it. You know some ministers...”
Su Rushuang bit her pale lips and smiled reluctantly, ”forget it, it's not easy for you to come once, and I don't want to quarrel with you. Since speaking of the minister, you haven't spoiled minjieyu yet?”
Meng Qianzhong shook his head. ”Not yet. I won't spoil her. Let's leave her white head in the palace.”
Su Rushan was stunned and said eagerly, ”this is Lord Jiang's daughter. If you don't favor her, how can you deal with Lord Jiang?”
”What bothers me most is Lord Jiang, who is more cunning than general Zhuang, and it's hard for me to guess,” Meng Qianzhong flashed a shadow of evil at the bottom of his eyes. ”She's not a favorite child at home. Just put her in the palace. I don't want Lord Jiang to have any backing in the palace.”
”Then in this palace...”
”Don't you like min Jieyu very much? Why did you talk to her today?” Meng Qianzhong took a sip of tea calmly. ”Without my favor, she wouldn't be happy in the palace. Besides, she is still Yuan Zhen's fiancee. I'm not interested in his woman, but I accepted Lord Jiang's favor.”
Su Rushuang said, ”I don't like her, but your offspring will be discussed by the ministers again. You should also bring in the new imperial concubines.”
”Imperial concubine Chen's child hasn't been born yet. I'm not worried about what you're worried about,” Meng Qian rubbed his eyebrows again, showing a little tired. ”Game has wisdom. It's much more powerful than when I was a child. It doesn't hurt to make him a prince.”
”You're the emperor. Of course it's up to you,” Su Rushuang pursed her lips. ”If you don't want to go to min Jieyu, don't go there. I'm also upset.”
Meng Qianzhong smiled, ”this is a big truth.”
Xie Yingmei lifted the curtain and saw a bright yellow figure sitting by the bed waiting for her in the trance candlelight.
”Here you are,” Meng Qianzhong smiled like spring breeze. ”How about the dinner? How about the imperial chef I dialed from the imperial dining room?”
”In fact, my concubine's small kitchen is already very good,” Xie Yingmei leaned shyly beside him, ”my concubine dare not be so troublesome.”
”You are a pregnant person. How dare I neglect,” Meng Qianzhong touched her hair. ”Your body is what I care about most in this palace.”
Xie Yingmei skillfully kissed his side face, ”concubine, thank you, Emperor.”
Meng Qian looked at the birthmark at the end of her eyes and sighed, ”do you think we would have the same Begonia birthmark as you if we had a little princess?”
Xie Yingmei subconsciously touched the end of her eyes and said with a shy smile, ”it shouldn't be. My father doesn't have it and my mother doesn't. My Concubine doesn't know how to have it.”