Chapter 258 Xiao Lingyu has something to do

[Xiao Lingyu has something to do, Xiao Siyuan has nothing to do. Not only that, in order to ensure that Xiao Siyuan sits on the throne, Xiao Qingwu does not care about the old relationship at all, and even takes the initiative to ask for permission to go to the East Palace to see if there is any evidence that can pull Xiao Lingyu off the throne of the crown prince.]

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

He, he,

why didn't you say it earlier?

Xiao Lingyu only regrets that time can't flow back at this moment.

[Xiao Lingyu is deeply influenced by the emperor and loves his younger brothers and sisters, but his younger brothers and sisters don't have that much affection. 】

【Later, in order to fight for the throne, they tried their best to pull him down. In addition, the male protagonist Xiao Yanli framed Xiao Lingyu for secretly meeting with Prince Yu, and forged evidence of the two people's communication with each other. He joined the ministers to impeach Xiao Lingyu and exposed the true identity of Xiao Lingyu's conspirator Ji You. Xiao Lingyu was speechless. After the emperor abolished the prince, he was imprisoned in the palace. 】

【After a few days of leisurely and comfortable life, he was poisoned by his own crown princess. 】

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

Put the others aside, who is this crown princess? !

He certainly won't take the initiative to ask for someone to marry, so the emperor will give him a marriage.

Who is it given?

He straightened his ears, waiting for Jiang Zhiyu to continue, but he didn't hear any sound after waiting for a long time.

He frowned, raised his head, and looked slightly stunned.

He actually walked all the way to the East Palace?

Could it be that Jiang Zhiyu was escorting him all the way?

The gatekeeper who was dozing outside the mansion woke up and saw Xiao Lingyu standing outside the door. He was startled and hurriedly greeted him: "Your Highness, when did you come back? I will go and tell you now."

"No need," Xiao Lingyu stopped him, and then walked into the mansion.

Seeing his figure disappear, the gatekeeper returned to his original position, yawned, and continued to drowsy.

After entering the palace, Xiao Lingyu dismissed the servants and whispered, "Is there anything unusual?"

A person suddenly appeared in the palace and knelt on one knee: "Master, Jiang Zhiyu followed you all the way. During the period, there were several waves of assassins. Before our subordinates could take action, they were all killed by her."

There was a bit of surprise and guilt in his tone.

They were secret guards, but every time they saw the assassins fall down a few seconds before they saw them take action.

Although their martial arts were not top-notch, they were also first-class masters. However, this was the first time they had seen such a huge gap in strength.

What's more, the opponent was just a little girl in her teens.

The surprise in the hearts of the secret guards can be imagined.

But the most bizarre thing is: "The subordinates clearly saw the bodies fall to the ground, and when they wanted to go forward to investigate, they found that the bodies had disappeared out of thin air!"

Xiao Lingyu: "... If they disappear, they disappear. Why are you suddenly so loud?"

Anwei chuckled: "Don't your subordinates think that this tone is more atmospheric?"

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

...

Song Shiwei did not go with Jiang Zhaorong to the princess's wedding. She was in the palace, preparing soothing incense for the empress dowager.

There were five or six bottles on the table, and all kinds of fragrances mixed together, making people smell only greasy.

A female official came out holding a bottle. Song Shiwei didn't need to ask. Looking at the other party's expression, he knew that this fragrance did not make the empress dowager fall asleep.

Song Shiwei pinched the hem of her skirt, and because she pinched it for too long, the fabric had some wrinkles.

"Miss Song, this is the seventh bottle, and the Queen Mother said that she still doesn't feel sleepy."

Although she didn't question, her eyes, expression and movements all questioned Song Shiwei's skills.

Song Shiwei was so angry that she wanted to kill someone, and even wanted to rush in to see if the Queen Mother was deliberately making things difficult for her. She took a few deep breaths, suppressed her impulsive thoughts, and smiled: "Aunt Qiuyi, did the Queen Mother say anything? Or which of these fragrances does the Queen Mother like more?"

Qiuyi is a first-class female official in Cining Palace, the most favored by the Queen Mother. On weekdays, she is the only one who can easily shuttle between the Queen Mother's bedrooms.

Hearing this, Qiuyi was also a little anxious.

She has been serving the Queen Mother, so she naturally knows that the Queen Mother did not have difficulty falling asleep before. She doesn't know what happened, but she can't fall asleep recently, and now she is still in a bad mood in the palace.

Qiu Yi suspected that it was because of Song Shiwei's spices.

"None of them suits the Queen Mother's wishes," Qiu Yi looked at Song Shiwei's smiling face that suddenly froze, and said threateningly: "Miss Song, you are the candidate introduced by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so don't lose His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's face at this critical moment."

Song Shiwei bit her silver teeth secretly and forced a smile: "I understand, Aunt Qiu Yi, wait a moment, maybe the dosage I added is too little, I will try again."

Qiu Yi glanced at her: "Miss Song, please hurry up, if the Queen Mother is angry, neither of us will be in trouble."

Song Shiwei nodded repeatedly.

When Qiu Yi turned around and entered the bedroom, Song Shiwei's chest rose and fell violently. The only solution now was that.

She smiled at the maidservant beside her and said, "Excuse me, can you help me find some vanilla?"

In the Queen Mother's bedroom, as soon as Qiu Yi entered, a teacup fell directly at her feet. Qiu Yi knelt down and lowered her head, "Queen Mother, calm down."

The bedroom was filled with an unspeakable smell.

The gauze curtains were stacked up, and the details on the bed could not be seen clearly. The Queen Mother, with her hand painted with bright red nail polish, gently pressed her forehead and said in a hoarse voice: "It hasn't been made yet?"

"Miss Song said that maybe the dosage was too little, and she would try to increase it a little."

The Queen Mother sneered: "If I remember correctly, she said the same thing the second time. I'm afraid she thought I was easy to fool, so she just gave me a perfunctory response."

Qiu Yi didn't dare to answer.

"How could it be?" The voice from the bed was clear and a little hoarse, as if a feather brushed across the heart, numb.

"If you are easy to fool, there will be no smart people in the world."

His voice was pleasant, and even sarcastic words sounded like love words.

The Queen Mother pinched his chin and said, "I really like your voice." She listened attentively for a long time. After a while, Qiu Yi heard her say, "Forget it, let's wait a little longer. If you still can't make a fragrance that will make me fall asleep by dawn, drive her out of the palace."

After she finished speaking, she teased, "I have become more kindhearted in recent years. I just drove her out of the palace, but didn't kill her, don't you think?"

This was obviously not a question to her, Qiu Yi pursed her lips and didn't open her mouth.

After a moment, she heard the man say, "Yes."

The air seemed to stagnate, making people feel suffocated. Thinking that the time was almost up, Qiu Yi stood up silently and quietly retreated.

She came out at the right time. Song Shiwei was pouring the spices into the bottle. Seeing her come out, she greeted her and said, "Aunt Qiu Yi, thank you for your help."

Qiu Yi took the incense bottle and went in again to light it.

"This time, it does smell a bit fragrant, not bad." The queen mother leaned against the man, closed her eyes, and already felt faintly sleepy...