When Song Yushu followed the little palace maid to a small room in Concubine Yu's palace and closed the door, Song Yushu collapsed against the door, gasping for breath.
Song Yushu couldn't help shaking with fear and relief at having escaped death. She sat on the ground, hugged her knees, and cried silently. She wanted to go back to Prince Jing's Mansion and see Lu Zhixing...
When a palace maid knocked on Song Yushu's door the next day, she realized that she had fallen asleep sitting on the ground the previous night.
After finally getting up and tidying up my clothes, I opened the door.
The palace maid glanced at Song Yushu expressionlessly, then turned and left, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see you, hurry up and follow him."
It has been a long time since I last saw Lu Yanzhou, and he still had that hypocritical face. It was only then that Song Yushu realized that Concubine Yu and Lu Yanzhou had exactly the same expressions, both extremely hypocritical.
"I heard last night that there was a fire in the Queen's palace and several servants died. I was worried about you. I'm glad to see that you are okay." Lu Yanzhou gently asked Song Yushu, who was bowing, to stand up.
"I thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for his concern. Fortunately, the Queen helped me and I was able to escape danger." After all, Song Yushu had stayed in the Crown Prince's Mansion for a period of time, so there was no need for her to be so nervous.
Lu Yanzhou rushed to the palace after receiving a notification from his mother. After hearing what had happened, he became even more interested in Song Yushu. He stared at Song Yushu and smiled faintly, "No wonder my ninth brother trusts you so much. It seems you are indeed a talented person."
No one knows a son better than his mother. Concubine Yu was keenly aware of her son's changes. She coughed lightly and said, "Okay."
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