Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Back to the emperor, he is already in prison."

"What did you ask?"

"Not yet, but he can't stand torture anymore."

Feng Xuanche stopped suddenly, a sharp sharp flash in his eyes: "Then fight until he says."

"It's the emperor."

Broken Yuxuan

The imperial dining room had already delivered lunch. Although Song Siyu was only a talented person, those slaves also had eyes. Knowing that the person behind her was the queen mother, the food was not worse than the concubine.

But Song Siyu had no intention of eating right now.

Xiao Tan looked at her absent-minded master after coming out of Kunning Palace, and persuaded her with all her heart.

"Little lord, the food is already cold. Would you like to eat some?"

Song Siyu paced around constantly, frowning as if the sky was about to fall.

"I have no appetite, I can't eat it."

"What is the young master worried about? How about telling the servant?"

Looking back at Xiao Tan's caring gaze, Song Siyu bit her lip, thinking that she knew everything anyway, so she had no worries.

"Did you hear what the emperor said in Kunning Palace today?"

"The emperor? What are you talking about?"

Xiao Tan looked blank, the emperor said more than one sentence, how did she know which sentence the little lord was referring to.

Seeing her blank look, Song Siyu blamed her for a while.

"It's... the emperor said that he found the murderer who framed the prince."

Xiao Tan's face finally changed a little, even more shocked than Song Siyu's.

"This... how is this possible, what the little lord meant, did the emperor find out what the little lord did?"

Her reaction was also in Song Siyu's expectation. She was worried about this right now, so she looked sad:

"I don't know how much information the emperor has, but it seems that I don't know that this matter is related to me, otherwise someone would have come to Sui Yuxuan to take me to the temple for questioning, now I can only hope The emperor has found the wrong person."

"But, if the emperor just hasn't found the little lord yet, what should I do..."

"You...you can't think of the good!"

A little self-comfort that was hard to build up, just because Xiaotan's words were ruined seven or eighty eight, Song Siyu stood up again and paced in place.

Xiao Tan's face was self-blame: "The slave and maidservant talk too much."

Song Siyu is now worried about what Xiaotan said. She has no idea how much news the emperor has, so she is so worried, for fear that she will be exposed in the next second.

Recalling now, she felt that her mind was squeezed by the door. In order to bring down Du Xuechun, she started unpreparedly. Thinking about it now, there are loopholes everywhere.

"What does the little lord plan to do now?" It's impossible to sit still?

The weather has gradually begun to become very cold, and it is almost predictable how cold this winter will be.

Looking out from the outside of Song Siyu, Suiyuxuan has a unique scenery. Compared with the grace and majesty of Queen Kunning Palace, Du Guifei's luxurious and luxurious Yanxi Palace looks a little cold here.

"Either stay in the winter, or survive the winter and wait for the spring."

She had no beginning and end in a sentence that made Xiao Tan puzzled: "What does Xiaozhu mean?"

"Xiao Tan!" Song Siyu didn't answer her. The moment he turned around, he called her to his side, leaning over and saying something in her ear.

Xiao Tan's gaze changed from doubt to serious.

After Song Siyu finished speaking, he looked at her confidently: "How is it? Do you understand?"

"Lord, don't worry, the slave and maid must do it."

"The concubine lady, this is the new hairpin sent by the Department of Decoration, you have seen it before." Deputy Director of the House of Internal Affairs Liu arched his body, his two ears were abnormally enlarged, and his plump body was quite happy.

There was a flattering smile on the face full of gluttony. Seeing the slow look of the people around him, he couldn't help kicking and cursing.

"Hurry up! The imperial concubine is still waiting!"

When he turned his head to look at Du Qingheng, he looked kindly like again: "Look, mother."

The bright yellow drape was lifted, revealing two new hairpins in the lacquered mahogany plate. One was an eight-digit peacock hairpin decorated with rubies, and the other was a flower-wrapped green-glazed jade hairpin.

One is rich and luxurious, one is elegant and luxurious.

Du Qingheng picked it up one by one and looked at it for a long time. Deputy Director Liu carefully waited on the sidelines: "Look at you, are you satisfied?"

"It's really good."

An unconcerned compliment also made Liu Zi happy for a while: "It's good for your mother to like it.

Du Qingheng looked closely, and asked again: "Is this hairpin not shown to the queen?"

"No, no, the Department of Decoration has just delivered it this morning, and Niang Niang was the first to see it."

Liu Zi wanted to tell Du Qingheng how the hairpin was made, just for such a little reward.

"Not bad." She put the hairpin back in the tray again, and she lazily said, "I want these two hairpins in my home."

Liu Zi's expression changed instantly when he heard this, and he was very embarrassed.

"But...this, mother, I'm afraid it's not right? On the queen mother's side, the minions can't deal with each other..."

He also expected Concubine Du to pick the remaining hairpin to the queen and get a reward. Why would it be sent to Concubine Du first? It was not because her reward here was more than that of the queen.

This one is happy, and then I will give it to the other side. Neither side will be guilty, and the benefits will be gained. This Liu Zi is also a business man.

"Why? Are you not willing?" Du Qingheng raised his eyes and looked at him, slightly dissatisfied.

"The slave doesn't dare, the slave doesn't dare." Liu Zi was staring at her, but she was still very embarrassed: "It's just that the empress took away both hairpins. The slave is probably behind the emperor and can't explain it. "

When and to whom this hairpin was given, there are records and regulations, and none of it is for the queen. Liu Zi dare not take this risk.

"Isn’t it just two hairpins? The people at the Department of Decoration make so many hairpins a month. They are not kept in the palace to let them eat rice. Just make two more hairpins. Where is the queen? Think of a way to fool it?"

Du Qingheng said it lightly, but Liu Zi who listened to it was cold and sweaty. No matter how courage he was, it was the first time he did this job of deceiving the queen.

Seeing him hesitate and hesitated, Du Qingheng raised his hand, and a court lady walked forward and stuffed a bag of things into his arms.

Liu Zi weighed the thickness of the bag, good fellow, this is even the queen's share doubled to him!

Originally hesitated, he quickly opened his eyes and gave the plate to the people around Du Qingheng himself: "What the mother said is what the mother said."

"You can't let the people from the Department of Decorations eat plain rice, forcing them to rush, this hairpin came out in these two days, so these two hairpins will stay here."

The maid quickly picked up the tray and stood silently back to Du Qingheng, the woman looked lazy.

"As long as you make this palace satisfied, this palace will not be short of your benefits."

"The minion understands, and the minions understand."