"Good boy, don't worry, we'll go and talk to your mother, she'll be fine soon."
Just nodding and pouting, my mother will lie.
She said: Baby, mother is fine.
Why are you still lying in bed?
It's clearly a lie to the children.
I'm going to go find my father and ask him what's going on.
As soon as Nanny Zhang came out with the fruit, she saw Jiang Jiang leaving with his two guards.
"Xiao Zhuozi, go and see what the young master is doing."
"Okay." Xiao Zhuozi chased after him.
Inside the hall, Sheng Xiyan leaned against the headboard of the golden nanmu bed, her face pale and devoid of her usual rosy complexion.
Gao Zhaorong and Lin Jieyu were sitting on two soft chairs next to them.
The two agreed not to mention it, but couldn't help but persuade:
"Sister Sheng, listen to me and stop interfering in General Qi's affairs."
"Yes, the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs. The emperor hates this the most."
Sheng Xiyan's lips turned pale, and she smiled bitterly:
"I have taken note of what you two sisters said. Has it spread throughout the harem? It's hard for you to come and see me."
"Let others say what they want, but the key is that you can't lose the emperor's heart because of this. It's not easy for you to enter the palace and get to this point. Sister Sheng, you have to cheer up and don't let others look down on you!"
Sheng Xiyan nodded.
At night, she locked herself in the hall again and did not let anyone in.
I thought a lot during this day and night.
When I went to see Qi Yan last night, he said something:
"Ayan, I'll be fine. Don't worry. I'll be out soon."
I originally thought this was a comforting statement.
But now thinking about it, why does it feel like a hint?
Sheng Xiyan thought of the many cases and conspiracies he had read in history books.
Could it be that there is a traitor at the border who framed A Yan?
Are the Emperor and Ah Yan acting out a trick? To uncover the spies in the court?
The map of the Heavenly Prison sent by Dun Zhaoyuan was picked up from the courtyard.
In the Sky Prison, her first reaction was that Xuan Ling was testing her, but after careful consideration, she felt that he would not do such a childish thing.
So, there is a spy in the palace who deliberately gave her the map to meet Qi Yan?
But if this was an act, Xuan Ling clearly looked like he was going to kill Qi Yan, it didn't seem like an act.
Sheng Xiyan hit his head and asked him to clear his mind and think about it carefully.
Late at night, in the Yangxin Palace.
On the throne in the front hall, Jiang Jiang was leaning against Xuan Ling, his eyes were blurred, his little head drooped, and the nine-linked ring in his hand fell.
Eunuch Fu wants to take him away.
Jiang Jiang suddenly woke up, shook his little head, and squeezed Xuan Ling to sit.
"I won't leave. I want to be with my father."
Eunuch Fu was helpless. You are the first person who dares to sit on the dragon throne with our emperor.
Neither the eldest princess nor the eldest prince dared to go up there.
Could it be that the rumors in the palace are true, that the young master is the son of the Emperor and Empress Chen?
That’s not right. I have been serving the emperor and I didn’t know about this.
Xuan Ling hugged the general and shook him, saying softly:
"Wake up, play the tangram for a while longer. Your father has only two memorials left to read. I'll take you to rest."
Jiang Jiang jumped off the dragon throne and ran to the drawer of the gold-threaded rosewood shelf to get the tangram puzzle.
After a while, he came back, sat on the dragon throne, and held the tangram in his arms and started to work on it.
Eunuch Fu secretly looked at Jiang Jiang and Xuan Ling's appearance, trying to find anything wrong.
Xuan Ling asked coldly, "What are you looking at, you little dog slave?"
Eunuch Fu smiled and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I just saw that the young master is so close to you, and wondered if they look alike."
Xuan Ling tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang's little hands were fiddling with the blocks in the wooden box. He was smiling and had a small dimple on his right cheek.
"Do you think they look alike?"
Eunuch Fu didn't dare to answer. If he said yes, what if it wasn't? What if he said no and the emperor was unhappy?
"My humble opinion is limited, but I am certain that the young master and the emperor are the closest, and their relationship is even closer than that of father and son."
"You cunning little dog slave!"
After a cup of tea, the memorial was finished.
Xuan Ling picked up the general and walked towards the inner hall.
"Look how sleepy you are. Do you really have to wait for Father?"
Jiang Jiang struggled and murmured in confusion: "Father...I know what it means to sleep with him."
"What's the meaning?"
"Just sleep."
"Then what?"
"Father, you don't need anyone else to sleep with you anymore. I will sleep with you."
Eunuch Fu burst out laughing.
"Well, if other concubines are not allowed to sleep with me, who will give birth to the prince and princess?"
Xuan Ling looked and saw that Jiang Jiang had fallen asleep.
The little guy just wants to monopolize me.
Much smarter than your stupid mother.
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