Chapter 775 Who do you think you are to teach me?
Afraid that Song Yanxi would refuse, the queen simply stated her concerns.
She whispered, "I met her once at the palace banquet after the New Year. Even the thick makeup couldn't hide the haggard look in her eyes.
Afterwards, I found a random excuse and sent two imperial physicians to Prince Ning's mansion to treat her."
The queen sighed softly, and pity filled her eyes, "You have seen with your own eyes how she is doing now.
I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."
Hearing that she was genuinely concerned about Xie Wanjun, Song Yanxi said, "Princess Roujia and I have also advised Princess Ning on this matter.
But she has made up her mind. If I don't agree, I'm afraid she will find another way."
Upon hearing this, the Queen said in frustration, "This couple is truly more stubborn than the other.
Prince Ning is also a fool, actually allowing his concubine to dare to act presumptuously in front of the wife. It is simply absurd."
Song Yanxi spoke carefully, "If the Queen is truly worried about Princess Ning, you can summon her into the palace under the pretext of attending to her illness."
Meeting the Queen's eyes, she said with difficulty, "It's not something that one person can do to conceive a child."
As an adult prince, Prince Ning would not easily stay overnight in the harem unless the emperor was seriously ill and needed him to stay by his side.
As long as Xie Wanjun was detained in the palace, no matter how sincerely she helped, it would be impossible to create a child for her out of thin air.
The Queen nodded in agreement, "That's a good idea."
But she changed her mind and became worried, "Wanjun has always treated Qichen as her life, and I'm afraid she won't let him stay alone in the palace."
Song Yanxi smiled, "It's simple. Bringing the young prince into the palace can be considered as fulfilling the filial duty of Prince Ning to the Queen."
As soon as the word "filial piety" was uttered, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little subtle.
The Queen coughed lightly and said, “You are right.
As for this matter, let Yingxue handle it."
Knowing that she didn't want the two brothers to have any more estrangement, Song Yanxi agreed with a smile, but what she was thinking in her heart was completely different.
Concubine Yu always thought that the prince wanted to get rid of Prince Ning by using the hunting assassination incident, but it ended up ruining his health and making his temperament even more eccentric.
This hatred has long been ingrained into her bones. Even if she finds evidence, she will only think it is forged.
This was especially confirmed when she realized that His Majesty intended to pass the throne to Prince Jin.
There was already a rift between the brothers because of the non-existent old relationship between Mo Jinchuan and Xie Wanjun.
Coupled with these external factors, this crack will only get bigger and bigger until it collapses completely.
Now she only hoped that Prince Ning would not go too crazy and ruin their business.
After all, they are blood relatives.
If possible, Song Yanxi didn't want to see them killing each other.
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On the tenth day after entering the palace, Song Yanxi was "driven" out of the palace by Emperor Xuande.
In his words: "I am in good health now and can eat two bowls of rice in one meal.
If I let you, a girl, continue to serve me, wouldn't that tell those ambitious people that I don't have many days left to live? "
Although the king and his subject spoke more casually than before after this time together, Song Yanxi never forgot his identity as the king of a country.
Of course, he told her to do whatever she wanted.
However, Song Yanxi did not follow Emperor Xuande's instructions to go home and have a good rest, but directly asked the coachman to take her to the Duke Jingguo's Mansion.
When she got off the carriage, she happened to run into Zhuang Shihan who was about to go out.
Seeing her, Zhuang Shihan's face immediately fell. "Look at you, you're so petty, even coming to my house to ask for money, as if you've never seen money in your entire life."
Song Yanxi frowned, "Princess Shihan, did you forget to rinse your mouth before going out?"
This mouth really stinks.
"You!" Zhuang Shihan rolled her eyes, "I don't want to waste time talking to you, so get out of the way.
You can't afford to compensate me for delaying my important work."
Zhuzhi had just unloaded the medicine box from the carriage and rushed to Song Yanxi. "Just try and touch my girl!"
Zhuang Shihan took a half step back and said with disgust, "You are such a jerk! You are drooling all over my face.
I really don't know how you learned the rules at home, and you're not afraid of losing face for your princess."
"You're talking nonsense!" Zhuzhi's face turned red with anger.
But Zhuang Shihan was too lazy to argue with her.
It's really beneath your dignity to argue with a little girl.
Not to mention, she had important things to do today and had no time to argue with the master and servant.
Noticing the medicine box in Zhuzhi's arms, Zhuang Shihan raised an eyebrow, "Oh, you just came out of the palace and you're already trying to curry favor with my old man?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhuang Bo's full voice behind him, "Princess, my master has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me into the mansion."
Zhuang Shihan turned around and stamped her feet in anger, "Uncle Zhuang, this master and servant spoke rudely to me, and you didn't do anything about it!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Bo said bluntly, "If you have nothing else to do, please move aside and don't delay Princess Yong'an from entering the palace."
Without waiting for Zhuang Shihan to say anything, he continued, "If you continue to be so unreasonable and block the princess from entering, I will have no choice but to go back and report to the Duke."
"You dare!" Zhuang Shihan was shaking with anger.
The old man now only has his good "son" in his eyes all day long. When he occasionally meets her in the yard, he is unwilling to even give her a cold look.
It was as if she was not a living person, but a ball of invisible and intangible air.
On the contrary, no matter what that bastard said or did, he would get his praise.
He is already seven or eight years old, and he can only write a few lines of poetry. What's so great about that?
He treats other people's sons as treasures and ignores his own daughter. He is really confused and senile!
Seeing that she stood still, Zhuang Bo urged, "Princess Shihan, please leave quickly."
Zhuang Shihan glared at him and said angrily, "Why are you rushing me, you old bastard? I've grown legs myself!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a childish voice from inside the door, "Sister, you can't say that about Uncle Zhuang."
Zhuang Shihan's eyes were filled with disgust, and without even turning her head, she said, "Who the hell are you? You think you're qualified to teach me?"
The child who was scolded by her was not annoyed at all. He just frowned and corrected her: "Daddy said that Zhuang Bo is the elder of the family, not a servant."
Seeing that Zhuang Shihan ignored him, he took two steps forward and said, "Sister, don't make Daddy angry. He's not in good health."
Zhuang Shihan turned around, raised her hand and pushed him hard, "That's my father, not your father!
"Little bastard, if I hear you yell like that again, I'll kill you!"
Zhuang Wen Ze was caught off guard and was pushed by her, staggering a few steps and almost falling to the ground.
Fortunately, Zhuang Bo was still strong and rushed forward to support him.
When he turned to look at Zhuang Shihan again, his usually gentle face was stained with anger, and he said word by word: "Master Wen Ze is the young master of our Duke's Mansion and the future master.
May I ask Princess Shihan, what is your status that you are insulting the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion like this?"
"Master?" Zhuang Shihan sneered, "Uncle Zhuang, you are just like my father, old and confused.
I don't know where he brought this bastard from, but he keeps calling him "Young Master".
How can a waste like him revitalize the Jingguo Mansion in the future?
Tell it to others, and you won’t be afraid of people laughing at you!"
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