Chapter 263 A perfect negative example
Xiao Yanli suppressed the curse words that burst out of his heart. He felt that he could still save himself.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at Xiao Yanli.
[The male protagonist is going to talk nonsense. You must hold on. Don't let him lead you astray. ]
Xiao Lingyu: "..."
The emperor's eyes moved slightly. He was a true dragon emperor. How could he be so easily led astray by a few words from others.
"Father..."
Xiao Yanli just said two words, and the emperor looked at Fuping. Fuping understood and stepped forward to cover Xiao Yanli's mouth.
He was not afraid that Xiao Yanli would lead him astray. He just thought Xiao Yanli was too noisy.
The emperor thought so.
The emperor did not let the guards take Xiao Yanli to the Silijian. He dragged him away directly and executed him outside the courtyard.
Directly cut off the chance for others to let him go.
There were sounds of clubs hitting each other outside the courtyard. The people in the palace were all shrewd people. Seeing the emperor's attitude, their men secretly increased their strength.
After five or six blows, blood seeped out, staining his blue clothes red.
Xiao Yanli's forehead was covered with sweat, his face was pale, and he bit the cloth tightly in his mouth. The smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose.
The veins on his hands were bulging, his eyes were red, and he stared at the palace door.
After thirty blows, Xiao Yanli had fainted. Fu Ping timidly checked his breath, and quickly asked the imperial physician waiting on the side to diagnose him, and he hurriedly ran in to inform the emperor.
Jiang Zhiyu followed him in.
"Your Majesty, the execution has been completed, but the Sixth Prince has fainted. The Imperial Physician is treating him. Do you want to..." go and take a look.
Fu Ping looked at the Emperor tentatively, and seeing that the Emperor's face was ashen, he did not dare to continue.
[What dizziness? He is pretending. Although it hurts, it is not to the extent of fainting for him.]
[If you don't believe me, go and stab him with a knife. See if he closes his eyes.]
The Emperor: "..."
He thought so too.
With the Sixth Prince's ability, he fainted after thirty blows?
He must have really thought of his father as a fool!
"Send someone to send him back to the palace, and send another imperial physician to follow him. I'm not an imperial physician, what can you ask me to do?"
The emperor's voice was still a little angry, and then he waved his hand: "Go down, standing here for nothing is annoying people."
Fu Ping smiled, bowed and retreated.
Jiang Zhiyu also retreated, and Xiao Lingyu followed behind her.
"Thank you Miss Jiang for your help today."
He had a warm smile on his face. Jiang Zhiyu suddenly stopped and looked at him carefully.
Xiao Lingyu: "......?"
What's wrong, there is nothing wrong with what he just said, right?
[What a pity, he is too kind-hearted, otherwise he would look like a villain. 】 【Isn't that the plot?
On the surface, he is gentle and kind, a humble gentleman who treats everyone well, but in fact, he is the big boss behind the scenes, killing people like flies. 】 【Why is he so self-righteous? 】 Xiao Lingyu: "..." For a moment, she didn't know whether she was praising herself or scolding herself. Also, is this how the phrase "self-righteousness" should be used? Considering that he had done a favor for the Xu family, Jiang Zhiyu reminded him: "As a minister, you must know your limits. As a son, you must know how to show weakness." Xiao Lingyu looked at her with a complicated expression. Jiang Zhiyu put his hands behind his back, with an unfathomable look on his face: "Find out for yourself." 【No emperor would be willing to see his son's wings growing stronger when he is still young. 】 【Not to mention that you are not his son yet, so you have to be more careful. 】 Xiao Lingyu silently covered her chest. It hurts. Before Xiao Lingyu opened her mouth, the guards carrying Xiao Yanli happened to pass by them. Jiang Zhiyu clicked her tongue twice and continued, "By the way, there should be a limit to showing weakness." She pointed her chin in the direction of Xiao Yanli being carried away: "Don't learn from him, he is a complete negative example." Xiao Lingyu chuckled. ... In Ci Ning Palace, Song Shiwei's eyes were full of bruises. She looked at Qiu Yi with puzzled eyes. "Didn't the Queen Mother go to bed? Why do you want to continue to improve this incense?" She fell asleep after midnight last night and slept for only an hour before being woken up by Qiu Yi, who asked her to continue making incense. Now it's almost noon, and the Queen Mother is still not satisfied! The most important thing is that the Queen Mother did not tell her what she was dissatisfied with, so she could only figure it out on her own! The resentment in Song Shiwei's heart was almost solidified. Qiu Yi had been with the Queen Mother for so many years, so she could naturally see the dissatisfaction she was suppressing in her heart. She frowned and said, "Miss Song, I will tell you the truth. Although the Queen Mother can fall asleep after smelling your fragrance, she has nightmares every time she falls asleep. She wakes up within half an hour." Song Shiwei looked at her in surprise and denied, "Impossible." It was absolutely impossible. She added vanilla to the spices. Smelling the vanilla mixed with the incense stone she made would only make people feel relaxed and ecstatic. Although it is addictive, it will never give people nightmares. Qiu Yi closed her eyes and her face darkened: "Miss Song, do you think I am deceiving you? Then I will report to the Queen Mother and let her tell you in person." Seeing that she was about to leave, Song Shiwei stopped her and persuaded her: "Aunt Qiu Yi, Aunt Qiu Yi, it is my fault. I was just too surprised. I did not question Aunt Qiu Yi's intention at all." After persuading for a long time, Qiu Yi finally stopped. "Miss Song, just concentrate on making incense. I will go in and take a look."
Song Shiwei watched her go in with a smile, her eyes fell on the burning spices in the incense burner again.
For the first time in her life, she felt helpless in the matter of making incense.
No! A hint of cruelty flashed in Song Shiwei's eyes.
Things have come to this point. Ordinary incense will definitely not satisfy the Queen Mother. If she can't make incense that satisfies the Queen Mother for a long time, then let alone catching the Queen Mother's eyes, she will be directly disgusted by her.
The Queen Mother is her only chance now!
As long as this is solved, let alone Jiang Zhaorong, even Jiang Zhiyu will have to please her in return.
She had an idea in her mind and looked at the maid next to her: "Please bring me some more bay leaves."
...
In the prime minister's residence, Jiang Zhaorong was sitting in the study, Taohong was pressing his temples with her belly bulging.
"Song Shiwei hasn't come back yet? There's no news from the palace?"
Taohong raised her lips slightly, her voice tender: "The palace sent someone last night, saying that the Queen Mother likes Shiwei very much, and allowed her to stay in the palace and accompany the Queen Mother for a few days."
Jiang Zhaorong knew that there must be some water in these words, but he didn't delve into it: "Did they mention incense when they came? Can the Queen Mother sleep well now?"
Taohong knew that Jiang Zhaorong was worried that Song Shiwei had made a mistake in the palace and implicated the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said: "It is said that she can sleep now."