Chapter 404 Concubine

When he was little, He Yanting was fed by the old general and became plump, with puffy cheeks like peaches.

As soon as the emperor saw him, he liked to make him angry, and then watch his cheeks puff up and tremble.

It was like a peach that had become a spirit.

But later, he grew up, and the flesh on his face disappeared, and the soft flesh has now become hard.

The emperor sighed.

After growing up, he only looks a bit like his childhood when he is angry.

The emperor thought so, but in fact it was purely his personal filter.

Because he had seen it so many times when he was a child, even when he grew up, the emperor would subconsciously put his childhood face on him when he was angry, and synthesize another face in his mind, so that he would think that he was the same when he was angry.

But in fact, according to a saying passed down by the people, his appearance when he was angry was: it could stop children from crying at night.

He Yanting had no idea what the emperor was thinking. After he finished speaking, he saw the emperor staring at him strangely. He paused and said, "Your Majesty, why are you looking at me like this?" The emperor suddenly pursed his lips and said

, "I'm really old, and I'm sad about the passing of time." He Yanting: "???" Jiang Zhiyu: "???" Both of them were confused. Then, the emperor turned over in bed and turned his back to them: "I want to rest. You can go out or stay. Just be quiet." His behavior was really too inexplicable. He Yanting questioned Jiang Zhiyu with his eyes. Jiang Zhiyu thought for a few seconds, her eyes suddenly flashed, and then she mouthed, "Menopause." What is that? He Yanting's eyes became even more puzzled, Jiang Zhiyu pulled him out of the palace: "Don't worry, he will be back to normal after a while." Since there was no problem with the emperor's body, He Yanting was relieved. ... Song Shiwei received the imperial edict at night. After listening to the eunuch's words, Song Shiwei felt sad and happy. The news that the emperor was seriously ill was known to everyone in the palace, and she was no exception. She thought she would have to wait until the emperor died and Xiao Yanli successfully ascended the throne before she could go out. She never thought that she could be rescued in the name of good luck. After sending away the eunuch who came to deliver the edict, Song Shiwei couldn't help but let the tears in her eyes fall. Although she could leave the palace, Song Shiwei still had some complaints in her heart. Since it was a wedding to bring good luck, the more grand the better. The ceremony for a concubine is not as good as that for a principal wife. As for the effect, the latter is naturally better. How can one pursue speed? But no matter what, it was Xiao Yanli who saved me in the end. Maybe I did wrong him before. He would make every effort to be fully prepared. Song Shiwei thought so and couldn't help but touch the imperial edict. These days were really rough, but it didn't matter, at least the final result was good. I married Xiao Yanli as I wished. With Xiao Yanli's friendship for me and my own means, it would not be difficult for me to enter the mansion and become the principal wife. But I still couldn't find the evidence of Jiang Zhaorong killing my biological father in the prime minister's mansion. But I have already figured out where the secret room in Jiang Zhaorong's study is. As long as I tell Xiao Yanli and Xiao Yanli sends people to look for it, why worry about not finding it? And Jiang Zhiyu, when I help Xiao Yanli to take the throne, I will start from Xu Mansion and let her watch with her own eyes that her relatives are slaughtered in front of her eyes, and then kill her in the end! ... Song Shiwei was just taken out of the palace by Xiao Yanli in a carriage in the morning, and in the afternoon, the Sixth Prince's Mansion began to hang red. All the etiquette was omitted, just waiting for tomorrow, to carry Song Shiwei out of the Sixth Prince's Mansion and enter from the side door, and the ceremony of the side concubine would be completed. Such a quick arrangement, in addition to echoing Xiao Yanli's plan to celebrate as soon as possible, is also to cut off Jiang Zhaorong and Xiao Chuji's thoughts. As the saying goes, a long night brings many dreams. The two of them would certainly not just sit there and watch Song Shiwei being controlled by them, so the sooner the better, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble. But he also knew that Song Shiwei would definitely not agree to this, so he only sent his servants to inform Song Shiwei, and did not go to see him in person. Even if Song Shiwei came up to him, he would still turn her away. Song Shiwei sat in the room, his chest heaving violently, and it was obvious that he was very angry. In Tianqi, the ceremonies for concubines were not all the same. Some concubines were indeed as Xiao Yanli said, just hanging a little red, and using a sedan chair to carry the concubine in through the side door, and it was considered a ceremony. But that only happened when the woman was of low status and the elders did not like it. In most families, it was not as grand as the main wife, but it still had what it should have. Xiao Yanli is a prince, but he only brought her in to marry a concubine! Does he really take me seriously? ! Thinking of her happy thoughts in the palace last night, a strong sense of humiliation surged into Song Shiwei's heart, and her heart ached violently. ... At the same time, at Jiang Zhaorong's house. "Xiao Yanli is so quick, he didn't even let anyone go back home." Xiao Chuji sneered. Jiang Zhaorong's face was also full of anger: "I sent someone to pick her up, but she hasn't come back yet. I think she was dealt with by Xiao Yanli's men. She was really on guard!" Xiao Chuji looked at him carefully, as if analyzing how much of his anger was genuine and how much was acting. After a long time, Xiao Chuji said quietly: "You haven't found any clues from her in all these years?" "Of course," Jiang Zhaorong said without changing her expression: "If there is no clue at all, how can I believe in the so-called treasure of the previous dynasty?" "Where is the clue, is it tattooed on the body, or..." Jiang Zhaorong looked at him silently. Xiao Chuji chuckled: "It's been all these days, why do you have to guard against me? We don't have much time. Once the concubine ceremony is over tomorrow, do you think Xiao Yanli will see the clue at night?" Jiang Zhaorong's pupils trembled greatly.

Xiao Chuji tapped the tabletop with his fingertips, one by one, into Jiang Zhaorong's ears. Each tap was like knocking on his heart, urging him on.

After a long while, Jiang Zhaorong said, "When her emotions fluctuate the most, it will show."

Big emotional fluctuations?

Xiao Chuji narrowed his eyes slightly.

No woman could face the simple ceremony of becoming a concubine calmly. If she was assassinated during this ceremony...

"Assassination?" After hearing Xiao Chuji's words, Jiang Zhaorong repeated it in surprise, but the more she thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

When she was closest to death, her emotions would naturally fluctuate the most.

"There is a corner between the main gate and the side gate. I will send someone to guard there," Xiao Chuji said with some regret, "The distance is too short. We must succeed in one go. It would be better if we could go from here to the Sixth Prince's Mansion. We can arrange multiple times along the way."

Jiang Zhaorong also thought so.