Chapter 55: Very obedient "Did you give me a drug that makes me mad?" ...

As soon as the palace maids saw Ming Zhaoyi's face suddenly change, they had already carried the eldest prince away.

The tea in the celadon teapot was already boiling, with ripples and sounds rising and falling, but Ming Zhaoyi seemed oblivious to it.

Instead, the emperor sitting in front of the stove was in a leisurely mood. He slowly added water to the teapot to stop the boiling, wrapped the two handles on the mouth of the teapot with a towel, and transferred it to the small wooden bed to dry.

Finally, he scooped a spoonful of tea and divided it into two cups.

At this moment, he also said: "Don't think too much."

But it was completely different from the "Don't think too much" in Zhaoshui Palace, it was more casual and cold.

It was not until the emperor finished the second half of the tea-making process that Ming Zhaoyi took a somewhat dazed step and sat down in front of another cup of tea.

How could Ming Zhaoyi not think too much about it?

But she simply said, "I won't overthink it. On the contrary, I'm afraid I might think too little and fail to perceive the instructions of the Holy Spirit."

The emperor didn't care whether her words were true or not. He just smiled and said, "I came here today to see Huaixuan and to discuss with you the matter of choosing a tutor for Huaixuan's education."

Ming Zhaoyi was surprised and asked, "Aren't you going to wait until next spring?"

The Emperor said: "Let's first choose the person to be my tutor."

"Secretary Weng Hesheng is already sixty years old and will likely be retiring soon. If you find him suitable, I will appoint him as the prince's tutor and keep him for two more years."

Ming Zhaoyi had never heard of Weng Hesheng. Besides, the position of Zhongshu Sheren was only a fifth-rank official. The status and prestige of the prince's tutor also reflected the degree of respect the prince held in the emperor.

She felt a little unhappy, as if her heart was blocked by a ball of cotton.

Her son possessed the most precious bloodline in the world, so was he only worthy of having a nameless person as his teacher? Why should he endure this hardship in vain?

But since the emperor had personally mentioned this person, Ming Zhaoyi couldn't refuse outright. Instead, she tactfully asked, "This person isn't well-known. Could it be that Your Majesty values ​​him very much?"

The emperor sipped his tea leisurely and said slowly, "He is a loyal and upright man, and his writing is quite good."

He is a loyal and upright person, so he will not compromise or flatter others, and his official career will be tortuous.

As for the fact that the article was well written, the Zhongshu Sheren was originally an official who assisted in drafting imperial edicts, which means that he must have done a good job and received the emperor's recognition.

Ming Zhaoyi could not be sure for a moment whether the emperor wanted to keep this person and thought of using this opportunity to select a tutor for his own son, or because this person was indeed knowledgeable and so chose him.

But no matter what, there is never a shortage of people with real talent and knowledge in the court. The prince's tutor is the most important connection for the prince's future. Choosing an unknown person will not be of much help.

After a long silence, Ming Zhaoyi spoke, "My father and brother are both loyal generals and ministers. No matter what the future holds, they will never harbor any intention of usurping power. Your Majesty can rest assured forever."

When choosing a crown prince, one must be wary of the power of the prince's mother's family. This is simply because one is worried that in the future, the imperial relatives will control the government and influence the imperial power. However, Ming Zhaoyi asked herself that her master's family has always been loyal and honest.

The emperor didn't ask why she was circling back. He tapped the tea table with his bony, cold fingertips and said casually, "Before the Queen entered the palace, she sent people to secretly investigate the Yongning Marquis's Mansion, and later planted spies into Fengzao Palace. Isn't that considered presumptuous?"

Ming Zhaoyi had thought the matter was over and that the emperor wouldn't mind bringing it up again. She lowered her eyes and said, "I was confused at first, but since your majesty's admonition, I have completely changed my ways."

The emperor put down the teacup and said, "Since you have changed your ways, I don't want to see such a thing again."

He immediately stood up and said, "I'll go and keep Huaixuan company."

Ming Zhaoyi nodded in agreement and respectfully watched the emperor go to the side hall. There were palace maids leading the way and entertaining him attentively on her behalf.

The stove had gone out and the tea was cold. She sat down with a cup of cold brown tea in her hand and let the maid come into the hall and clean up the remaining tea.

Suddenly he asked, "Chun Tiao, what's the most conspicuous and special thing I've done in the past two days?"

The emperor would not suddenly say these words to her for no reason. Ming Zhaoyi vaguely felt that he came today not only to discuss the decision of choosing Weng Hesheng as the prince's tutor, but also to warn her to be less active.

Chun Tiao put the tea set on the tray and looked up, "Do you want to be friends with Ying Ronghua?"

Ming Zhaoyi couldn't help but think over and over again about her recent actions, and in the end, she figured out that this was indeed the case.

Does the emperor not want her to unite with Ying Ronghua?

Are you afraid that she will eat Ying Ronghua?

If possible, Ming Zhaoyi certainly didn't want to go against the emperor's wishes. However, there was no one more suitable than Ying Ronghua. Although the empress was unable to bear children, as long as there was another prince in the palace, the prince would likely be fostered under the empress's name. Hadn't the empress even begun to win over Yang Fei, who was right under her nose?

Therefore, the only way to eliminate future troubles is to completely overthrow the queen.

As far as she knew, Ying Ronghua had suffered a lot of hardships when she was in Fengzao Palace, and there was hatred between the master and the servant.

Chun Tiao offered a suggestion: "Actually, it doesn't have to be Ying Ronghua. I heard that the Zhao family and the Yongning Marquis' Mansion are in a very bad situation right now. Today, Concubine Zhao..."

There was a hint of disdain on Ming Zhaoyi's face, but it quickly disappeared from her noble face.

"Zhao? I don't even like her."

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The emperor stayed there until dark, and only after having dinner in Guanju Palace did he appear on the palace road.

The rain stopped at dusk, but there were still some yellow leaves on the palace road that had not been swept away. I don’t know whether they were wilted by the heat of the past summer or knocked down by the autumn rain. They broke with a slight sound under the feet of the sedan chair riders.

Xu Delu couldn't help but call out, "Everyone, lift it steadily."

The atmosphere in Guanju Palace today was very dull and weird. Concubine Ming spoke much less. Of course, no one in the palace would dare to look down on the emperor, but anyone could see that Concubine Ming was not happy.

Xu Delu endured it again and again, but still asked curiously, "Forgive me for being so nosy, but I just can't understand why Your Majesty is pouring cold water on Zhaoyi today."

In the past, out of consideration for the eldest prince, His Majesty had shown some affection for Zhaoyi.

The emperor held his forehead, closed his eyes, and spoke calmly, "I'm afraid she'll become too arrogant and look down on Weng Hesheng, which will delay the development of my son. If I treat her too well, I'm afraid she'll become increasingly confused about her own position."

Compared to those pedantic old scholars, Weng Hesheng was a rare mentor. Before becoming a qualified prince, he hoped that Huaixuan would first learn how to be a good person in the world.

Xu Delu nodded, laughed dryly and said, "I thought you were..."

Xu Delu's name, which he didn't say out loud, jumped out vividly in the emperor's mind.

It is undeniable that since she told him on the way back that it was Zhaoyi who pointed out that her carriage had been damaged, he had been thinking about the future.

Now she and Shi Xuelian share the same hatred and can be allies and friends temporarily, but that may not be the case in the future.

Whether it was her maidservant background, which was well known to everyone, or the stigma of being the daughter of a concubine that might be discovered, they would all become sharp spears attacking her.

Xiao Fang rarely interfered with the calculations in the harem before, but now he had to make plans for one person. He felt that there had never been a person who made him so worried.

Why on earth had he found her interesting in the first place?

The next day, at nightfall, Qingzan was about to lie down and had someone unhook the tent and leave, but she heard a commotion outside.

Her Zhaoshui Palace is close to the water and there are many insects. At this time of year, the autumn insects outside are still chirping vigorously. In order to sleep peacefully at night, she has never removed the bed curtains and even added a layer of mesh inside the silk curtains.

If someone releases some mud snake or poisonous snake, we can be more prepared.

Someone was approaching from behind the curtain, but the figure was blurred into a mass, and it was impossible to distinguish its shape in the darkness. Qingzan's first reaction was that Suoying had come. Suoying had complained during the day that he had not slept with her for a long time.

"Suoying, is that you? Why is it so noisy outside?"

No one answered, and Qingzan hurriedly opened the curtain with both hands.

A slender hand reached over first and slowly lifted the curtain with the back of its fingertips.

Then there was a slow laugh: "You're not looking forward to my coming?"

In fact, when Qingzan saw that little bit of yellow light leaking in, he was so shocked that he looked up.

"Why...is your Majesty here?"

The disrespectful word "again" was almost out of her mouth, but was gently bitten by her cherry-red lips and rationally omitted.

One looking up, the other looking down, their eyes meeting.

Xiao Fang: "I should ask you, have you drugged me?"

Qingzan's eyes, which had been open brightly just now, could not help but dodge in panic: "What is your Majesty talking about?"

Xiao Fang seemed to have found some fun: "Didn't you hear clearly? I said -"

Qing Zan interrupted in a panic, "Your Majesty always takes pleasure in teasing me now, doesn't he?"

Xiao Fang slowly approached the woman sitting on the couch, and Qingzan tried to move in to make room for him.

But before he could move a few times, he was picked up by someone.

Xiao Fang: "I'll help you."

His control was always so strong, coupled with his intimidating sharp eyes, the struggle of his prey would only become his game.

Qing Zan was like a flower branch in the garden that could be picked by anyone. She could do nothing but press against his chest, allowing herself to be tossed around in his hands. And her final destination was to be held in his arms, with her legs spread apart, sitting on his lap.

The tightly colliding parts rubbed against each other, producing a lingering heat.

The emperor could imagine her slightly pink skin beneath her silk clothes, and how when she sweated, she looked as charming as a crabapple blossom receiving dew.

Without any provocation from her, the emperor's own breathing became heavy.

Today was her second day back in the palace, and there were many political matters to sort out. He didn't have much time to listen to her every move in detail, nor did he want to monitor her so closely, so he asked directly, "Have you been good these past two days?"

Qing Zan didn't know what he wanted to ask about, so he lowered his eyebrows and replied in unison, "Yeah."

Anyway, she did nothing and didn't see anyone. She originally wanted to go look for Ming Zhaoyi, but Ming Zhaoyi asked someone to tell her that she was not feeling well these days and asked her to go later.

So she was very obedient, waiting for Chen Shaoling to complete his plan outside the palace and close the net, so as to add fuel to the fire of the Duan family. Chen Shaoling would not sit idly by when he saw the eldest son of the Marquis of Yongning as an easy target for criticism.

And Concubine Hui, Concubine Zhao's house arrest has been lifted, and Concubine Hui might know what she said to Concubine Zhao. She has been waiting for Concubine Hui to come to her house these two days, but Concubine Hui didn't come either.

The emperor knew that he could not get anything out of her, so he placed his hand quietly on her waist. Because her waist was slender, his palm was as firm as if he was holding it.

There was silence between them for a moment. Although the warm fragrance was separated by clothes, it lingered clearly on his fingertips.

It seemed that as long as he exerted force, this gentle fragrant snow would burn for him, becoming gorgeous and hot. If he exerted more force, a layer of crystal clear water skin would seep out, making his skin feel intoxicated.

She always felt ashamed of herself for this, but she didn't know that in his eyes, every wet part of her body made him unable to let go.

The emperor's mood improved, and he began to talk to her about more casual matters: "Why did you go to bed so early today?"

It was not yet the hour of Xu and the curfew had not started, but when I arrived, I saw that there were only a few lights on in Chengluan Palace.

Qingzan was about to answer when this brief moment was broken. This time, the outside was really like a piece of iron thrown into a hot furnace, with all kinds of crackling and clacking noises coming out.

It seemed as if the matter was urgent and he had no time to worry about whether it would disturb the master.

"Is His Majesty in there?"

There was the sound of chairs, stools, and tables being knocked over, and soon someone banged on the door loudly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something's happened to Concubine Yang!"

A moment later, the neatly dressed emperor opened the door with a gloomy face.

"explain."

"On her way back to the palace, Concubine Yang met Concubine Wu. The two were locked in a stalemate. Concubine Wu was about to give way to Concubine Yang, but one of the bars on Concubine Yang's sedan chair gave way! Concubine Yang fell!"

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The author has something to say: Gouzi: You ruined my good deeds.

Girl: Your harem doesn’t seem to be very well behaved~