After dealing with Consort Wen Gui and suppressing the bodies of eunuch Wang Shi and palace maid Feicui in the open air, Jingren Palace held another ritual.

Finally, there were no lightning, thunder or strong winds on this day, and everything went smoothly.

It was just that Emperor Longfeng had been frightened before, and he was so tense before that he didn't feel anything. But after he relaxed his mind, he became weak and fell ill again.

There was a constant supply of soup and medicine in the Qianqing Palace every day. Emperor Longfeng was still worried about the "risk of stroke" said by the imperial physician, so he quickly summoned Yin Ciguang, who had moved into Prince An's Mansion, to the palace to attend to him.

Yin Ci Guang didn't complain at all. After tidying up a bit, he moved into a side hall of the Qianqing Palace again. He worked hard and did massage and medicine every day without complaint, and served her better than the palace maids and eunuchs.

Even though Emperor Longfeng was not very close to his eldest son, he felt a little guilty when he saw him doing his best to serve him.

Rong Fei was poisoned to death. Although he knew that Wen Gui Fei deserved death, he was partial to her and didn't have the heart to execute her. He thought that Prince An would have some resentment. But now he saw that he was serving him without any dissatisfaction.

His eldest son was raised as a daughter for the first ten years or so, and his temperament is as gentle and docile as water.

The little bit of fatherly love in Emperor Longfeng was touched. Looking at his son who was changing the incense, he said, "Today, an official submitted a memorial requesting preparations for the Longevity Festival. I see that you are thorough and competent, so I will leave this year's Longevity Festival to you."

The emperor's birthday is a major event and is celebrated with great ceremony every year.

Naturally, there was a lot of profit to be made from this, and Emperor Longfeng was well aware of this, so in the past the Longevity Festival was always organized by his beloved second son.

He had originally intended to choose the third prince this year, but when he looked at Yin Ci Guang, he suddenly changed his mind.

On the contrary, Yin Ci Guang was stunned for a moment, looking very surprised, and said hesitantly: "The Longevity Festival is of great importance. I am afraid that I will not be able to do it well without my experience..."

Emperor Longfeng was satisfied with him at this moment. He smiled and pointed at Gao Xian who was serving him: "This is not difficult. Gao Xian has experience. Just go ahead and do it. If you have any questions, just ask Gao Xian."

Yin Ciguang hesitated for a moment, but still responded respectfully: "I will do my best and not disappoint the emperor."

"Okay, you guys go out. I'm going to bed." The scene of loving father and filial son made Emperor Longfeng very happy. He waved his hand and sent the servants away.

Yin Ciguang bowed and then left with Gao Xian.

After leaving the main hall, Gao Xian just said: "Congratulations to Prince An first. It is a great honor to host the Wanshou Festival. Your Highness must seize the opportunity."

He smiled meaningfully, his expression showing a friendly attitude.

"I am young and inexperienced, and I will need more help from Eunuch Gao in the future." Yin Ciguang was no longer as lukewarm as before. Instead, he cupped his hands with a gentle smile.

After receiving a satisfactory response, Gao Xian smiled until his eyes narrowed, and he also cupped his hands: "Sure, sure."

The news that this year's Wanshou Festival would be hosted by Prince An has once again sparked a wave of speculation.

Prince An used to be on good terms with the Crown Prince, but since Consort Rong was poisoned to death, the relationship between the two did not seem as warm as before. If many court officials had previously been on the sidelines regarding Prince An, who had no background or foundation, now that they saw him first enter the palace to attend to the sick, and then quietly take over the job of celebrating the Longevity Festival, their minds more or less became active.

At present, the position of the crown prince is naturally stable. But when the second prince was still in power, many officials stood on the wrong side. The second prince said no, but the officials who stood on the wrong side suffered.

It is obviously difficult to gain the trust of the prince again, so it is better to choose another wise leader and find a way out.

However, having learned from previous experiences, these officials no longer dared to take sides so blatantly; however, the number of visiting cards delivered to Prince An's mansion increased significantly.

Many people were watching Prince An's mansion openly or secretly, but they found that he did not accept any invitations, but instead invited the prince to his mansion for tea.

This makes it difficult to see his position.

If you say he has no interest in the throne, no one really believes it.

Who wouldn't want to fight for the supreme position? Moreover, although the death of Concubine Rong had no direct relationship with the Empress, the news from the palace said that Concubine Wen wanted to kill the Empress, but accidentally poisoned Concubine Rong. To be fair, if it were them, it would be hard not to feel resentful.

From this perspective, Prince An can still act like a friendly brother with the Crown Prince, and he is indeed a man with a kind heart and a patient character.

He is more capable of competing than the second prince.

When there were many speculations outside about the relationship between the Crown Prince and Prince An, the Third Prince's Mansion naturally also got the news.

Yin Chengjing was not able to see the two fighting. His face was gloomy and he said with hatred while gnashing his teeth: "Yin Ciguang is very patient. He even put aside the revenge for his biological mother and continued to be friendly and respectful to the prince."

Seeing this, Yao poured him a cup of tea, held his hand and gently advised: "If you really wanted to endure, why would you accept the job of the Longevity Festival? It's just that you don't have the ability to compete with the prince at the moment. Father sent a message saying that he would send someone to find out about Prince An's background."

"Wan Niang is right." Yin Chengjing held her hand and said softly, "But you shouldn't worry too much since you are pregnant. You don't need to worry about the outside world. Just focus on taking care of the baby."

The man in front of her was too gentle. Yao blushed and lowered her head: "I don't need to worry about that."

Yin Chengjing coaxed her a few more times before letting her go back to rest.

Yao shyly took her maid back to the backyard, without noticing that behind her, Yin Chengjing's gentle face turned gloomy. He wiped his hands fiercely with a handkerchief, his face full of disgust, as if he had touched something unbearably dirty.

When Yao came out of the hall and passed through the hanging flower gate, she met Princess Wuzhu who was walking out. The two of them greeted each other and stopped to greet each other.

Although Princess Wuzhu was a concubine, she was a princess married to a foreign king and had a noble status. She did not need to perform formalities even when meeting the principal wife.

Yao thought she was a farsighted person. Before she got married, her father had told her not to take Princess Wuzhu seriously. She was just a foreign princess. The Third Prince would never let her give birth to a child, so there was nothing to worry about.

Although before the marriage, Yao was a little wary of the Tatar princess because of the rumors about the red rhinoceros winter hunt, she felt relieved after she entered the mansion.

During these days after their marriage, the Third Prince had never been to Wuzhu's yard once, but instead often went to her place.

The reliance of women in the harem, besides their husband's favor, is their offspring.

Wuzhu has neither of these two things, nor will it have them in the future.

Now, when Yao looked at this beautiful foreign princess, she not only did not feel jealous, but instead felt a little sympathy for her.

Wuzhu was good at dealing with men and was good at guessing their thoughts. She naturally knew what Yao was thinking.

Her eyes moved around Yao's still flat belly, and she chuckled softly, with a look of pity in her eyes that Yao could not understand.

The two women passed each other, with sympathy in their eyes.

Wu Zhu went to the main hall to look for Yin Chengjing.

Seeing that it was her, Yin Chengjing was too lazy to put on his mask again. His gloomy face was full of displeasure: "What are you doing here?"

Both of them knew the dirt and conspiracy behind this marriage, and they hated each other to the point where they could not hide anything.

Wuzhu sat down opposite him, poured herself a cup of tea, and said, "The Prince's Mansion is too boring. I'm going to live in another manor for a while."

"Where do you think this is?" Yin Chengjing became more sinister, his cold eyes like the tongue of a poisonous snake scanning Wuzhu's body: "This is not Tatar, and you are no longer a Tatar princess, but my concubine. I advise you to be more obedient, so that you can still have a place in the palace in the future."

Wuzhu was not afraid, but sneered, holding the whip handle and knocking on the tea table impatiently: "I'm only here to inform you."

She looked at Yin Chengjing, feeling confident.

As long as Yin Chengjing still wants to win over the Tatars and fight for the throne, he dare not touch her.

And she holds his most embarrassing secret. Why should he be so submissive to someone who is not even a man?

Her arrogant attitude hurt Yin Chengjing, but Wuzhu now had his weak spot, and he could do nothing except feel angry.

Wuzhu also determined his attitude, drank the tea and turned to leave.

He went back to his yard happily and asked someone to prepare the carriage.

As soon as it got dark, Xue Shu found Ciqing Palace.

Probably they developed the habit of sleeping together when they were in Huguang. Now, at night, this man would find all kinds of reasons to come to Ciqing Palace and refuse to leave.

Yin Chengyu said it twice, but when he saw that he ignored her, he just let it go.

Their people are everywhere inside and outside the Zuoyou Ciqing Palace, so the iron barrel will generally not be discovered.

Today was a rare day with not much to do, so Yin Chengyu did not handle government affairs in the Hongren Hall, but returned to the bedroom early. The young tiger curled up and slept beside him, and Yin Chengyu leaned into the wide recliner, with his bare feet buried under the soft belly covered with thick fur.

As soon as Xue Shu entered the room, he found that the annoying little tiger was there again.

He walked forward with his hands in his pockets, looking serious as if he was reporting something. Out of Yin Chengyu's sight, he kicked the tiger cub's butt with his toes, trying to drive it away.

"Wuzhu agreed to meet with us, but she asked to talk to His Highness in person. The location is set at Suhe Villa in the suburbs of Beijing. She will stay there for at least half a month. We can just pick a time to meet her."

"Suhe Villa?" Yin Chengyu asked, "I remember the farm where we do spring plowing is not far from there?"

Xue Shu said yes.

"Then let's arrange it after the spring ploughing. It will be just in time for the ploughing and can conceal it from the public." Yin Chengyu said.

In order to remind his descendants not to forget their roots and to always bear in mind the hardships of farmers, Taizu of Dayan established a rule that the emperor should go to Huangzhuang, a suburb of the capital, to farm in person every year.

Although this rule still exists after being passed down from generation to generation, not every emperor abides by it.

For example, Emperor Longfeng was unwilling to suffer this hardship, and as he fell ill again, he asked Yin Chengyu to do the spring ploughing on his behalf.

"I have also bought a mansion in the suburbs of Beijing, not far from the imperial palace. Your Highness has been very tired these days, so it's a good opportunity for you to stay there for a few days and relax."

Yin Chengyu glanced at him, smiling, "Is it me who is hiding away, or is it that Governor Xue couldn't help himself?"

As he spoke, his eyes moved around Xue Shu's lower abdomen, as if there was something real.

There are always more rules in the palace than outside, and Ciqing Palace is the target of public criticism. There are countless eyes watching you, both openly and secretly.

The two haven't been romantic for a long time.

Even though his thoughts were exposed, Xue Shu's expression did not change at all. He licked his lips and went behind him. He leaned over and held him in his arms with his arms propped up on the armrests. "I think about Your Highness every day. Doesn't Your Highness miss me?"

Rough fingers rubbed the protruding Adam's apple on the slender neck. Xue Shu lowered his head to lick his earlobe: "Your Highness, if you don't want it for two or three days, you will miss it badly, right?"

In his previous life, he was a concubine, and he was afraid that he would despise him, and he was also afraid that he would not be satisfied and would look for someone else, so he could only use all means to make him unable to leave him. In addition, once Yin Chengyu was accidentally drugged when he left the palace. After they stayed outside the palace for several days, although the drug's effects were relieved, Yin Chengyu became extremely sensitive.

Although he would never admit it, the trembling joy he felt could not be faked.

When talking about the past, Yin Chengyu turned his head, bit his lips fiercely, and did not answer him.

Three days later, Yin Chengyu led all the officials to the imperial estate for spring ploughing.

The fields of the imperial estate had already been plowed in advance. After arriving, Yin Chengyu changed into a set of cloth clothes that was convenient for working and went to the fields to farm.

The Crown Prince did everything himself, and all the civil and military officials did not dare to be dishonest. They changed their clothes honestly, received the seedlings and went to the fields to plant.

Busy from morning to evening, the fields were planted with tender seedlings, which were green and lush, and looked very pleasing to the eye.

Yin Chengyu looked at the elderly minister who was pounding his waist with a bitter face, but did not dare to complain of being tired. He compassionately let him go to rest.

I also went back to the house to take a shower.

Xue Shu massaged his shoulders while reporting business: "I have already set a meeting time with Wu Zhu, tomorrow at 5 p.m."

After the spring ploughing was over, Yin Chengyu would stay at the imperial manor for a few more days. Time was not urgent.

But Xue Shu had arranged the meeting time so tightly... Yin Chengyu glanced back at him with a smile on his face.

The next day, Yin Chengyu and Xue Shu secretly went to Suhe Villa under the pretext of inspecting the imperial estate.

Although Suhe Villa is named as a villa, it is actually a manor covering a very large area.

The entire manor is built on the mountainside. At the foot of the mountain is a spacious horse farm and lake, on the mountainside are courtyards in a staggered pattern, and at the top there is a hot spring. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, or whether it is extremely cold or hot, it is always very pleasant and is a good place for many Beijing nobles to have fun.

The courtyard where Wuzhu lives is located at the highest point on the mountainside. It occupies a favorable location and does not have to worry about being peeped at, so it has excellent privacy.

The little boy led the two people into the courtyard and then politely retreated.

Inside the courtyard were the people brought by Wuzhu.

The handsome attendant bowed and opened the door of the inner room for the two of them.

A faint warm fragrance wafted in his nose. Yin Chengyu stepped inside and saw Wuzhu leaning on the Luohan bed, with two handsome men flanking her on the left and right in an intimate manner.

Yin Chengyu frowned slightly, but Wuzhu didn't care. She gathered her clothes and sat up, smiling as she sent the two away. Her eyes paused on Xue Shu for a moment before she put away her frivolous expression and looked at Yin Chengyu: "I wonder what cooperation your Highness wants me to discuss by asking you to come here?"