Chapter 320: Cherish the one in front of you, pork kidney tonic soup

Zhao Minghong said, "When the princess was young, she had some friendship with Madam Song, but later Madam Song was not in good health, so the two of them had less contact. This prince came here to make sure that the two of them got to know each other."

Tao Wanyin was dressed simply and decently. She nodded and said, "That's right."

Su Fengyue's eyes fell on Tao Wanyin, his cloudy eyes moved around her lower abdomen, and he sighed, "Thank you, Princess, for remembering Yue'er."

I heard the sound of his voice and the word "Yue'er".

Tao Wanyin was stunned.

These days, Princess Yong has been living a leisurely life in the palace. With the precedent of Concubine Du, no one dares to make mistakes in front of her.

She took the health-preserving pills that Ji Qingwu prepared for her every day. She gained some weight and her cheeks were filled with blood.

Whenever Prince Yong saw her, his depressed mood caused by the emperor's serious illness would improve a little.

Now, Tao Wanyin's face was as pale as the white flags in the mourning hall.

Zhao Minghong noticed something was wrong with her and asked, "Princess?"

Tao Wanyin didn't move, her hands trembling slightly under her sleeves.

"Wan Yin?"

Zhao Minghong frowned and touched her wrist, and she came back to her senses.

He asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Tao Wanyin looked at the tablet in front of her, not at Su Xiang. Maybe she heard it wrongly. After all, so many years have passed... She couldn't tell clearly...

She whispered, "I'm fine."

But his face was still visibly pale, and Prince Yong immediately wanted to take Tao Wanyin back, but when he thought of the mission he came here for, he endured it and walked towards the door.

Tao Wanyin stepped forward and placed a white flower on the altar.

She had heard about Su Daiyue's illness a long time ago.

A few days ago, Song Wei brought people to the clinic to cause trouble. She originally wanted to help Ji Qingwu, but Prince Yong found out and refused to let her leave the house. Prince Yong even asked someone to watch over her and not let her go out.

First, they were afraid that her pregnancy was unstable, and second, Ji Qingwu was a member of the Wei family, and she was not allowed to worry about outsiders.

While the two were arguing, news of Princess Huachang's arrival was reported back to the palace.

They were in a cold war for several days because of this.

Today, Prince Yong came back from the palace and said in a serious tone that he would take her out of the house for a while, but unexpectedly, she came to the Song family to pay her condolences.

At this moment, seeing Song Wei leaning against the coffin in a daze, Tao Wanyin felt a pang in her heart. What could be more important than cherishing the person in front of her?

Thinking of this, Tao Wanyin suddenly felt that she might have been too unreasonable in the past few days.

She glanced at the door and found that Zhao Minghong had walked to Su Fengyue's side. She didn't know what the two were talking about. She found a secluded place and stood there quietly.

At the entrance of the mourning hall.

Zhao Minghong put his hands behind his back and said, "Prime Minister Su, I have something important to discuss with you."

Su Fengyue replied calmly: "Your Majesty, please feel free to speak up."

Zhao Minghong looked around and frowned, "This is not a good place to talk. How about we go to my house?"

Su Fengyue said: "Your Highness should know that it is not appropriate for this old minister to have too much contact with you at this time, so as to avoid the suspicion of forming a clique for personal gain."

Hearing his righteous refusal, Prince Yong's face turned ugly.

But compared with the sour face of Prince Yong, the words he said were a gesture of goodwill.

"Prime Minister Su, you are joking. Everyone knows that you are in charge of the court now. Who else in the whole court can compare to you?"

Su Fengyue smiled, but said in a panic: "Your Highness, I dare not say that. The Emperor is still in the palace. The Emperor is blessed by heaven. He may wake up one day."

Zhao Minghong whispered: "I went to Zhaoyang Palace today, actually..."

Su Fengyue's eyes were tilted downward, obviously paying attention to what he was saying.

Zhao Minghong said: "In fact, my brother has passed away. The news should be released tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Prime Minister Su should make preparations early."

"The little prince is still young. After thinking about it, I still think that I, as his uncle, should do something for him."

After hearing this, Su Fengyue shook his head and turned to leave. Zhao Minghong's hands, which were behind his back, fell at his sides.

But when he was about to pass by Prince Yong, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Prince, please come to my house at midnight to have a chat."

Prince Yong nodded slightly, then raised his eyes and said, "Princess, let's go back to the palace."

Tao Wanyin came over in response. As she passed by the door, she inevitably had to pass in front of Su Fengyue. As soon as she walked in front of him, she felt panicky and short of breath. She couldn't breathe, and her head became dizzy. She was about to fall to the ground.

Zhao Minghong strode over, caught her, and held her waist steady.

He seemed to be scolding and trying to persuade her: "Why are you in such a hurry? People who are pregnant should be more careful."

Prince Yong and his wife left the Song Mansion.

The white-bearded official stepped forward and asked, "Prince Prime Minister, is Prince Yong coming to cause trouble for you?"

He was watching from the side, and Prince Yong had a sour face.

"Looking for trouble with me?" Unlike the humble attitude he maintained in front of Prince Yong, Su Fengyue sneered and said, "He dare not."

The official sneered and said, "What prince? He is nothing but a drunkard and a show-off. The princess he married is also a fallen woman."

Su Fengyue glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense."

But the expression on his face betrayed his inner thoughts, his eyes were full of complacency.

No matter how noble they are, they all have to prostrate themselves at his feet and beg him for help.

Thinking about how he had risen from a commoner to his current high position, and how many hardships he had endured along the way, and how many people he had been looked down upon, he looked down upon those people who were born rich the most.

The same goes for his "good brother" Wei Zhengze. If he were not a member of the Wei family, he would not have so many opportunities for promotion.

But even though he got so much, there were still things he couldn't get.

Su Fengyue walked up to the spirit tablet and was about to touch it with his hand when Song Wei rushed over and snatched it away, holding it tightly in his arms.

With so many people watching, Su Fengyue was unwilling to argue with this crazy and eccentric son-in-law.

He looked at the moonlight in the sky and said, "Old Liu, stay here for a while. I need to go back to the mansion."

"Prime Minister, don't worry, I'm here, nothing will go wrong."

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Ji Qingwu entered Su Fengyue's yard without encountering any obstacles.

Hanzhang should be the most capable servant in the front yard. All the servants who saw her along the way lowered their heads and avoided her.

Ji Qingwu held his head high, and his pride and pride were captured just right.

After the two entered the house.

Wei Tongyou put down the soup pot with a look of disgust: "What kind of soup is this? It has been making me fuss all the way. It smells really bad."

Ji Qingwu held his nose and said, "Duzhong and Jibabu tonic soup."

Wei Tongyou had never heard of this soup, and asked doubtfully, "How can such a fishy soup nourish the body? Wouldn't you vomit up your dinner after drinking it?"

Ji Qingwu analyzed: "The fishy smell is because there are pig kidneys in it. It is more of a kidney tonic than a body tonic."

Wei Tongyou had a bitter look on his face and quickly went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Ji Qingwu was looking around the room, wondering where the secret compartment might be.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.