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 about to start a verbal attack, but you have to hold on and not let him lead you astray.]
Xiao Lingyu: "..."
The emperor's eyes moved slightly. He was the true dragon emperor, how could he be easily led astray by a few words from others?
"Father..."
Xiao Yanli had just said two words when 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 allow the guards to take Xiao Yanli to the Imperial Household Department. He dragged him away directly and executed him outside the courtyard.
Directly eliminate the opportunity for others to let the water go.
Outside the courtyard, there were sounds of clubs hitting each other. The people in the palace were all shrewd people. Seeing the emperor's attitude, they secretly increased the force of their hands.
After five or six blows, blood oozed out, staining his blue clothes red.
Xiao Yanli's forehead was covered with sweat, his face was pale, he was biting the cloth tightly in his mouth, and the smell of blood lingered in his nose.
The veins on his hands bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the palace door.
After thirty rounds, Xiao Yanli had fainted. Fu Ping, terrified, checked his breath and quickly asked the imperial physician waiting nearby to treat him, while he hurried 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, but seeing that his face turned pale, he didn't dare to continue.
[Why are you dizzy? You're just pretending. Although it hurts, it's not painful enough to make him faint.]
If you don't believe me, go over and stab him with a knife. Just wait and see if he opens his eyes.
emperor:"……"
He thought so too.
With Lao Liu's ability, he fainted after being hit thirty times?
He probably really thinks his father is a fool!
"Send someone to take him back to the palace, and send another imperial physician to follow him. I am not an imperial physician, so what can you ask me to do?"
There was still a hint of anger in the emperor's voice, and then he waved his hand: "Go down, standing here for nothing is annoying."
Fuping 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 gentle smile on his face. Jiang Zhiyu suddenly stopped and looked at him carefully.
Xiao Lingyu: “……?”
What's wrong? There's nothing wrong with what he just said, right?
[What a pity, he's too kind-hearted. Otherwise, he'd be a complete villain.]
[Isn't that how the plot is? On the surface, the gentleman is gentle as jade and treats everyone well, but in fact he is the big boss behind the scenes, killing people like crazy.]
[Why does he just follow his heart so closely? ]
Xiao Lingyu: "..."
For a moment, I didn't know whether she was praising myself or scolding myself.
Also, is this how the saying "appearances are determined by the mind" is used?
Considering his kindness to the Xu family, Jiang Zhiyu gave him a piece of advice: "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, an unfathomable expression on his face: "Find out for yourself."
No emperor would want to see his son grow up before he is old.
【Not to mention that you are not his son yet, so you must be more careful.】
Xiao Lingyu silently covered his heart.
It hurts.
Before Xiao Lingyu could speak, the guards carrying Xiao Yanli happened to pass by them. Jiang Zhiyu tutted twice and continued, "By the way, there should be a limit to showing weakness."
She pointed her chin in the direction where Xiao Yanli was being carried away: "Don't learn from him, he's a complete negative example."
Xiao Lingyu chuckled.
…
In the Cining Palace, Song Shiwei's eyes were full of bruises. She looked at Qiu Yi with confusion in her eyes.
"Hasn't the Empress Dowager already gone to bed? Why are you still trying 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 was almost noon, and the empress dowager was still not satisfied!
The most important thing is that the Queen Mother did not tell her what exactly she was dissatisfied with, and could only let her figure it out on her own!
The resentment in Song Shiwei's heart was almost condensed into substance.
Qiu Yi had been with the Queen Mother for so many years, so she could naturally see the dissatisfaction she was suppressing deep in her heart.
He frowned and said, "Miss Song, I'll tell you the truth. Although the Queen Mother can fall asleep after smelling your fragrance, she always has nightmares after falling asleep. She won't sleep for more than half an hour before waking up."
Song Shiwei looked at her in surprise and denied, "Impossible."
Absolutely impossible, she added vanilla to the spices.
The scent of balsam mixed with the scented stones she made would make people feel relaxed and euphoric.
Although it may be addictive, it will never cause nightmares.
Qiu Yi lowered her eyes, her expression darkening slightly. "Miss Song, do you think I'm deceiving you? Then I'll report this to the Empress Dowager and have her tell you in person."
Seeing her about to leave, Song Shiwei hurriedly stopped her and coaxed her, "Aunt Qiuyi, Aunt Qiuyi, it's my fault. I was just too surprised. I absolutely did not question Aunt Qiuyi's intentions."
After a long time of persuasion, Qiu Yi was finally persuaded.
"Miss Song, please concentrate on making incense. I'll go in and take a look."
Song Shiwei watched her go in with a smile, and his eyes fell on the burning spices in the incense burner.
For the first time in her life, she felt helpless about making incense.
No! Song Shiwei's eyes flashed with cruelty.
Things have come to this point. Ordinary incense will definitely not be able to satisfy the Queen Mother. If I can't make incense that satisfies the Queen Mother for a long time, then let alone catching her eye, she will be directly disliked by her.
The Queen Mother is my only chance now!
As long as this is resolved, not to mention Jiang Zhaorong, even Jiang Zhiyu will have to please her in return.
An idea suddenly occurred to her, and she looked at the maid beside her: "Please bring me some more fragrant grass."
…
In the prime minister's residence, Jiang Zhaorong was sitting in the study, and Taohong, with her bulging belly, was massaging his temples.
"Song Shiwei hasn't returned yet? There's no news from the palace."
Taohong raised her lips slightly, her voice soft and gentle, "The palace sent someone over last night, saying that the Empress Dowager really likes Shi Wei and has allowed her to stay in the palace to keep her company for a few days."
Jiang Zhaorong knew there was something fishy about this, but he didn't delve into it. "Did they mention incense when they came? Is the Queen Mother able to sleep peacefully now?"
Taohong knew that Jiang Zhaorong was worried that Song Shiwei might make a mistake in the palace and bring trouble to the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she said, "He said he can fall asleep now."
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