Chapter 85: Intimacy, stabbing the prince in the heart
Concubine Chen covered her lips and smiled, "Oh, Yu'er is here too. This child has always been carefree. Did she make the emperor angry today?"
"How could that be? The emperor loves Prince Jing the most."
Concubine Chen was satisfied and signaled the maid behind her to bring the ginseng soup up. "Since the emperor is busy, I won't go in to disturb him. Please, Eunuch Sun, take it in."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will serve the emperor ginseng soup."
After Concubine Chen left, Sun Changhai brought the ginseng soup into the imperial study. At this time, Beigong Xian had just paid his respects.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine heard that you couldn't sleep well at night, so she specially sent you some ginseng soup."
"I understand. Just leave it there." Emperor Ming had no intention of drinking it.
Sun Changhai put down the ginseng soup and went out.
Beigong Yu watched this scene calmly, his heart skipping a beat.
In the past, whenever my mother brought me soup or snacks, no matter how busy my father was, he would put down what he was doing and eat first.
Today is strange.
Just as he was doubtful, the majestic voice of Emperor Ming came from in front of him, "I have handed over the matter of the remnants of the Northern Di to the King of Qi. You don't have to worry about it for now. Just stay in the mansion for the next few days, read books, and practice swordsmanship."
"Father?" Beigong Yu suddenly came back to his senses and could not believe his ears.
"Okay, kneel down and pay your respects."
Beigong Yu suppressed his reluctance and bowed slowly, "I will take my leave."
As soon as he left, Beigong Xian spoke nervously, "Father, I have lived in Jinzhou for a long time and am not familiar with Shengjing and Beidi. Moreover, my sixth brother has always been in charge of the Beidi remnants. Now you suddenly ask me to investigate. I am afraid..."
Emperor Ming raised his hand to stop him, "Alright, no need to be so modest in front of me."
Beigong Xian had a terrified expression on his face, "Father..."
"Although Prince Jing is intelligent, he is still young and can hardly accomplish great things. This matter involves Prince Ning, so I can only feel at ease if I hand it over to you."
Beigong Xian looked at Emperor Ming in disbelief.
It turns out that my father values me so much in his heart.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will investigate this matter thoroughly." He bowed deeply.
His mother was of ordinary birth, and among his brothers, he was the one with mediocre talents.
But only he himself knew that all he needed was an opportunity.
Now, my father finally saw his existence.
"I'm tired, go ahead." Emperor Ming pinched his eyebrows, half-closed his eyes and waved his hand.
After Beigong Xian left, Sun Changhai re-entered the hall. He came behind Emperor Ming and gently massaged his Taiyangxue.
Emperor Ming closed his eyes comfortably. "Although I have so many sons, you are the only one who understands me the most."
"Your Majesty is joking again. I only know how to serve you."
“If it weren’t for Prince Jing’s incident, I wouldn’t have known that Prince Ning’s illness would be so serious.” Emperor Ming sighed slightly.
After court today, Zhang Miaochun looked solemn when he came to report Prince Ning's condition.
Although he didn't know what disease Prince Ning was suffering from, he was sure that the disease was only one step away from being fatal.
Prince Ning was the war king of Northern Liang, and he was an existence that the Northern Di people feared terribly.
If he fell, one could imagine what kind of storm it would cause.
So he immediately blocked the news.
Prince Ning’s illness cannot be revealed to the public for now.
He seemed to remember something and asked, "Are Prince Ning and his wife still in Yilan Palace?"
"Yes." Sun Changhai's men paused.
"Go there later and tell them to go back to Prince Ning's Mansion early tomorrow morning and stop occupying my place."
He had Prince Ning carried into Yilan Palace in order to warn him and his wife. Needless to say, the purpose of warning Prince Ning was obvious, but as for his wife...they both knew that she had saved him last time.
She was so disrespectful to her superiors that if it weren't for her miraculous medical skills, she would have been punished by him long ago.
Today he told her.
No one is exempt from imperial power.
He can indulge her, but she must never become arrogant.
…
The next day.
Beigong You and Lin Miaoyin went to Ganquan Palace to pay their respects to the Queen before leaving the palace.
The two of them came back in the same carriage, chatting casually on the way, which was quite harmonious.
This time, the two of them were in completely different moods from the last time they left the palace together.
Feng Ming's hand was injured, so Yuzhu drove the car.
The carriage was moving slowly, so there were fewer bumps. Beigong You half leaned inside the carriage, his eyes slightly closed, his face looking a little gray.
Lin Miaoyin thought he was discouraged about his future, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Things have come to this, don't be sad. Being an idle person also has its advantages. You don't have to lead troops or go to court, and you still get a salary. I don't know how many people envy you for just this."
Beigong You didn't say anything, and the carriage fell silent for a moment.
Lin Miaoyin also felt a little embarrassed. She coughed and said, "Now is a time of trouble. You can stay at home and have some peace and quiet. I'm just afraid that they will pick on the weak... Uh, well, you should think positively about everything."
Feng Ming: “…”
If she doesn't know how to comfort others, don't force her.
He stabbed the knife into the prince's heart.
Lin Miaoyin decided not to say anything more, "Take advantage of this time to see a doctor and take care of your body."
"good."
Beigong You opened his eyes and looked at her, "You are right, we should always think positively about everything."
It was already mid-morning when we returned to Prince Ning's Mansion.
Lin Miaoyin jumped off the carriage first and then extended her hand to the people in the carriage.
Beigong You refused without even thinking, "No need."
His health is not that bad yet.
"Don't be polite, you are my patient." Lin Miaoyin helped the man out of the carriage without saying anything.
This scene just happened to catch the eyes of the white figure in front of the mansion gate.
Song Qingyun looked at the two of them in shock, "Prince..."
Lin Miaoyin let go of the man beside her and said, "You guys chat, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
After she finished speaking, she left the man behind without waiting for Beigong You to speak.
"Prince, have you and your sister... reconciled?" Song Qingyun immediately went over and tentatively asked while holding Beigong You's hand.
How come they became so close after just not seeing each other for a few days?
She remembered that Beigong Youduo felt disgusted every time he looked at Lin Miaoyin, so how could he let her support him?
Beigong You did not answer her, but only asked with concern: "Yun'er, you are not feeling well, why did you come out?"
Hearing this, Song Qingyun felt a pang in her heart, "So many days have passed, my illness has long been cured. But my lord, I heard that you were ill, how are you now?"
How long has it been since she fell ill?
Is he taking himself less and less seriously?
"I'm fine. It's windy outside, go in." Beigong You said as he entered the palace first.
A few dark clouds now floated over the originally cloudless sky, blocking the sunlight. The south wind blew, bringing a bit of coolness and the dampness before the heavy rain.
"Sister, do you know that the prince is ill?" This sentence lingered in Song Qingyun's throat for a few times, but she couldn't help but ask.
"What's wrong?"
Song Qingyun's heart skipped a beat and she felt as cold as water.
Lin Miaoyin really knew!
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