Bondage

The queen bestowed mooncakes and fruits, but most of the people didn't want to taste them, instead they were still immersed in Concubine Yun's words.

Song Yuning is not someone who likes to show off her quick tongue. Today, she would praise and slander Tong Jiang's concubine in Chengyang Hou's mansion, thinking about it, she was very angry.

Song Wanhui couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips when he thought about what Aunt Cai had just heard about chickens dancing and snakes fighting.

Thinking of Jiang Xingjian hanging out with the group of chickens, ducks and geese from the Bureau of Education for many days, and trying her best to only enter the Shenshu camp, she wanted to sigh that the world is impermanent.

Originally, he only had to return to the capital peacefully, relying on the old Hou Ye's border military merits to mediate with Concubine Jiang in the palace, he would be able to make a real difference.Now going around and going around has tarnished the century-old reputation of the Hou Mansion, and dragged down the reputation of Concubine Jiang and the five princes, so she asked for a job in the Shenshu Camp, and she didn't know what she was planning.

Song Wan pursed her lips and smiled lightly, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Mrs. Jiang is far-sighted, but Jiang's mother has never been impatient to plan these things.Jiang's mother has an upright temperament, and there are very few twists and turns in her heart. Since the old Hou Ye took Jiang Xingjian to leave the Hou Mansion, she has been protected by the old lady under her wings, and has never experienced wind and rain.

Thinking about it, before she married into the Hou's Mansion, there were two people in the Hou's Mansion who sheltered her from the wind and rain, and the short prescription of this temperament was not revealed.

Song Wan looked up at Jiang Man who was full of joy and anger, and sighed in his heart.

Jiang Man's temperament is seven or eight points similar to Jiang Mu's, but a bit more bold and vicious than Jiang Mu's.If Jiang Man grew up in the hands of Mrs. Jiang, it would be a hundred times more difficult to fight than it is now.

Taking a piece of mooncake rewarded by the queen, Song Wan slowly put it in his mouth.

Today's aunt's words are one of venting her anger, and the other is to tell today's visitor that the fifth prince has a mother and concubine like Jiang Man, and I am afraid that his talent is limited.

This is also the reason why the queen has watched the play for a long time, but never said anything to stop it.

Putting down the jade chopsticks, Song Wan glanced at all the guests attending the banquet one by one, and secretly thought about the power behind each family.

The queen sits in a high position, watching everyone's every move.

"Empress Empress..." A eunuch with a white jaw approached the Empress, "It's time."

The queen nodded, her eyes were as silent as water: "Go find out if he is dead or alive, if he is really paralyzed, or if he has been pretending to be a ghost under my nose all these years. Also, go back and check the rouge shop that Concubine Yun said. Will bring it up again and again.”

The eunuch nodded respectfully and stepped back, then quickly ran towards the East Palace.

The East Palace is lonely and desolate, and it has been dead silent for eight years, but the recent awakening of the prince is like a huge stone thrown into the lake, causing the sky to explode in an instant.

With a sullen face, Shen Qianyu relit the small clay pot stove that had cooled down.

The boiling water boiled, and bursts of water vapor rose.

Hearing some strange noises outside, he turned over and went back to lie down on the golden couch again.

"Xun...Eunuch Xun."

"Where's the prince?"

The maid was trembling with fright, she never thought that the chief eunuch next to the empress would suddenly appear in the East Palace.The maid's knees softened, she knelt on the ground and said, "Prince... the prince is still paralyzed, in the bedroom."

Xun You strode into the prince's bedroom, but stopped suddenly as soon as he entered.

The entire East Palace was filled with a foul smell, so strong that Xun You had to cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"Grand... Gong."

A little eunuch with a rickety body came out of the bedroom. Xun You glanced from top to bottom, but didn't respond.

He hurriedly walked to the prince's bed, looked at the person on the bed and frowned in silence.

"His Royal Highness?"

After calling twice and seeing no answer, Xun You snorted coldly and wanted to reach out to lift the bright yellow quilt on the prince.It's just that the hand was stretched out, but it was barely retracted when it was about to touch the prince.

"Why is this room so smelly?"

The former little eunuch looked blankly: "Smelly? I don't know."

"Hey, I have been in abalone's place for a long time without smelling the smell, the sage will not deceive me."

Xun You pointed to the bright yellow quilt: "Open it."

The little eunuch pulled up the quilt and pulled it up to the prince's knees.

"Pull them all away."

"The prince has been paralyzed for many years. He usually eats and drinks here, so he can't wear it..."

"It's done."

Xun You covered his nose and looked down at the prince's exposed legs.

Those legs were covered with bruises from the feet to the knees, and there were traces of iron shackles half a palm wide at the ankles of both feet.This mark penetrated deep into the flesh, presumably it was caused by someone being tied to one place all year round when he was a proton.

He could only see some whips and burns for the rest of the scars, and he couldn't make out the rest whether they were old and half-healed.

Xun Xu looked at the prince's face carefully, and suddenly asked: "Since Duke Yin passed away, has the prince ever woken up?"

"Woke up once, but the past few days have been the same as before, and there is no response."

When Xun You heard the words, killing intent appeared in his eyes. He raised his five fingers and grabbed the prince's knees in an instant, but when he was about to touch the prince's flesh, he withdrew his hand again.

He always likes cleanliness, but it's really...too dirty to handle.

Scanning around the prince's bedroom, Xun You saw the clay pot boiling on the table, stepped forward to pick it up, and poured it on the prince's legs little by little.

Soon the man's flesh was scalded blood red, and several blisters slowly appeared on his head. Xun You looked at the prince for a moment, and saw that the man was as dead as dead, and his legs didn't even twitch.

Throwing away the clay pot in his hand, Xun You said, "It's good to take care of the prince. If you take care of our family, you will be rewarded."

After speaking, he covered his mouth and nose and quickly backed out.

Seeing the person leaving, the little eunuch hurried forward and said, "Master, are you alright?"

Shen Qianyu sneered: "It's nothing."

It's not that he has never experienced torture such as sawing a cauldron with a knife, but now it's just a few scalds with boiling water, to him, it's nothing.

After getting off the couch and half squatting under the edge of the bed, Shen Qianyu reached out and took out a small bottle of sesame oil and poured it on his lap.

"Master, this slave has medicine here."

Using a bamboo stick to pick apart the blisters on his legs, Shen Qianyu said: "The East Palace is not safe these days, don't bring these things into the palace, lest you startle the snake."

After roughly treating the wound on his body, he dug out a set of eunuch clothes, walked out of the East Palace bedroom with a hunched body, while the young eunuch just undressed and lay down on the couch.

"Jirong, stop."

Shen Qianyu lowered his head and stopped, the little court lady said: "Eunuch Xun came just now, did he come to see if the crown prince is dead or not?"

"This East Palace is uneasy, I'm going to ask Aunt Qi to change the yard for me, do you want to come with me?"

"Thank you, no need."

Regardless of the scolding of the little maid pinching her waist and stomping her feet, Shen Qianyu bowed and left.

Duan Yiting's sudden death was not what he expected, he thought he still had a year and a half to plan carefully, but now it is a little troublesome.

Without Duan Yiting's palm print identity, it would not be that easy for him to get out of the palace.

Shen Qianyu sat in the dark corner of the wall, chewed the grass stalk and clicked his tongue.

The Wanguan family wealth collected by Duan Yiting is all in his hands, Dongchang Wanxiao is also his confidant, although he has hooked up with a few concubines from aristocratic families outside the palace, but there are almost zero people who can really support him in the court .

Spitting out the grass stalk, Shen Qianyu frowned.

He has Yinzi and a few eunuchs, but he can't secure the position of prince.

This is really... a bit troublesome.