Chapter 142 Test

He was puzzled and had no one to discuss it with, so he had to ask his baby Song Yi.

"My beloved, my Seventeenth Brother's prestige among the people has been growing. People say he's a deity sent by heaven to save Daqi. Do you think he's behind this?"

"Um?"

Cao Songyi opened his eyes reluctantly, sat up reluctantly, and sighed.

The old thing was full and had enough fun, so he was in the mood to talk about serious matters, but she was not satisfied yet!

"Who was your Majesty talking about?"

Emperor Qi Yuan repeated patiently, "Seventeenth brother, Xiao Yuheng."

"Him?" Cao Songyi was shocked.

From what the old man said just now, he suspected Xiao Yuheng of having rebellious intentions, so she had to think carefully about how to answer.

She didn't know whether Xiao Yuheng really wanted to rebel, she only knew that she had not given up on him.

Now that the Eighth Prince Xiao Qi is dead, no one can control her. Once she has outlasted the old man, she can go find Xiao Yuheng again.

Before that, she couldn't let the old man hurt him.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, His Royal Highness Prince Cheng has always been conscientious in fulfilling his duties and would not do such things."

"Oh?" Emperor Qi Yuan raised an eyebrow. "So, you think he has no interest in the throne?"

Cao Songyi nodded slowly. "Yes. That day at the East Lake Royal Villa, I overheard the prince say that he couldn't even eat cold food, as it would make him sick. Tell me, how could he dare to covet the throne when he is so weak?"

Her original intention was to eliminate Emperor Qi Yuan's suspicion of Xiao Yuheng, and at the same time to find out what disease Xiao Yuheng had, so that she could care for him in a targeted manner.

But when Emperor Qi Yuan heard her words, he was so shocked that his face turned pale and he almost couldn't breathe.

This scared Cao Songyi. She really wanted to outlive the old man, but if he really died in her bed, she would have no chance of living!

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

She patted Emperor Qi Yuan's back for a long time before he recovered.

"You said that Seventeen can't touch cold things?"

If he remembered correctly, the Ice Soul Heart-Eating Gu would attack when it encountered cold things. If the person infected with the Gu had children, they would inherit his physique.

Could it be that...

Cao Songyi blinked her innocent eyes and nodded, "That's true. The prince can't even eat Sushan. He's very pitiful. So, Your Majesty, please don't doubt him anymore."

Emperor Qi Yuan stared at her for a while and nodded meaningfully.

"Okay! Okay!"

——

The next day.

Just after breakfast, Xiao Yuheng went out with a group of people.

Today is his birthday, and Concubine Rou specifically ordered that in addition to Shen Yue, Chang Feng, Cheng Si Jin and Bao Zhu should also be brought into the palace to celebrate for him.

Since returning to Beijing, Sijin and her companions had been to the palace several times, but this was the first time that they had all entered the palace together in a carriage as big as a room.

Shen Yue sat between Baozhu and Cheng Sijin, extremely excited. She talked and laughed with them along the way, and was extremely happy.

The two men opposite had one smiling and the other looking worried.

Xiao Yuheng smiled because he thought his wife was pretty, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, and a smile like the moon. She looked beautiful no matter how you looked at her!

Changfeng had a sad face because Chen Er had just touched Baozhu's hand!

Although he knew that Shen Er was the prince's man, he still couldn't help feeling jealous and unhappy.

After thinking it over again and again, he pulled Shen Yue up and changed seats with her.

Cheng Sijin was speechless: "What are you doing here as a man?"

Chang Feng asked back, "Isn't Chen Er a man?"

Cheng Sijin had a lot of grievances but was unable to refute, so she could only look out the window in anger.

Baozhu didn't care. She liked to be next to the Second Director and also liked to be next to Changfeng. If she had to compare, she liked Changfeng the most.

Xiao Yuheng had even less objection. He had always wanted to be close to his wife. When Shen Yue came over, he quietly moved closer and put his hand on her lower back.

Shen Yue felt guilty but didn't dare to say anything, so she had to look out through the window that Cheng Sijin had opened.

The streets were decorated with lights and music, creating a festive atmosphere. People stopped to watch, and the atmosphere was very lively.

"Is someone having a wedding?" she couldn't help asking.

Cheng Sijin smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's the Situ family who are marrying off their daughter. Miss Situ has been pursuing the young master of the Zhang family for three years, and finally got what she wanted. Sometimes I really admire her. As a woman, she can express her love without any scruples."

"Isn't that normal? If you like someone, you should say it out loud!"

As Shen Yue spoke, she subconsciously looked at Xiao Yuheng, and only then discovered that there was a barely perceptible trace of disappointment in his eyes.

Yes, if you like someone, you should say it out loud, but she let the high and mighty Xiao Yuheng be her underground lover for such a long time.

Suddenly, she felt a little guilty.

"Your Highness, are you envious?" she asked him seriously.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yuheng tilted his head to look at her.

He knew what she was talking about.

It would be a lie to say that he was not envious. He dreamed of telling the whole world that he liked A Yue and A Yue liked him too, and they would be together forever.

But……

He still smiled and touched Shen Yue's head, changing the subject.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Someone just reported that His Majesty wants to see me. I'll go to Chengqian Palace first. You can take them to Changchun Palace to wait for me later, okay?"

"No!" Shen Yue blurted out, "I have to follow you."

Xiao Yuheng's cold poison has developed to the point where it attacks once every two days. Although he drank blood just yesterday, no one can guarantee that he won't have an attack today.

What if the frequency of attacks changes to once a day starting from today, what should he do?

Xiao Yuheng naturally knew what she was worried about and comforted her with a smile:

"Have you forgotten? I can now suppress it with my internal energy for a while, so it'll be fine."

"That won't work either." Shen Yue showed no intention of giving in.

"You can suppress it, but every time you suppress it, there will be a more intense backlash. I must be by your side, otherwise I won't be at ease."

"But His Majesty will not allow a guard like you to enter Chengqian Palace."

"Then I'll wait for you outside the palace?"

Chen Yue was very persistent and Chang Feng also supported her approach. Xiao Yuheng couldn't persuade them and had to agree.

Chengqian Hall.

As soon as Xiao Yuheng entered the palace, he felt that Emperor Qi Yuan looked at him with a different look.

In the past, his eyes were hypocritical and suspicious, never as inquisitive as they were now.

He even felt that Emperor Qi Yuan was trying to find someone else's shadow through him.

Could it be that he discovered something?

Before he could think about it, he had already arrived before the Holy Chariot.

He bowed respectfully and asked, "I wonder why Your Majesty has summoned me here?"

Emperor Qi Yuan smiled and said, "Seventeen, raise your head so I can take a good look at you."

Xiao Yuheng's heart skipped a beat, but he finally raised his head respectfully, revealing his handsome face.

Emperor Qi Yuan's smile froze visibly.

Excellent bone structure, narrow and long phoenix eyes, high nose bridge...

He had never noticed that this Seventeenth did not look like the late emperor, nor like any of his brothers, but rather looked a bit like Pei Ji who had been dead for twenty-two years!