Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Later, Wei Jing directly sent word back to the palace banquet, and the ministers gradually dispersed and took the carriage back to the house, but none of them could fall asleep.

Wei Jing's appearance tonight was really unexpected.

No one expected that she would ask the second prince to review the memorial.

Previously, a minister sent a letter to the male favorite in the palace, asking him to blow the pillow, coaxing Wei Jing to give the discount to a certain princess and a certain prince... But in the end, Wei Jing had someone strangle him to death.

This shows how much the empress does not want the princes and princesses to share power.

The result now is this?

When Wei Yu returned to the house, she was so angry that she pulled out the guard's sword and slashed everywhere. Many servants were injured by her, and in the end she did not even dare to say a word.

It wasn't until Cui Shi came over that she calmed down her anger a little.

"...What should I do?!"

"If he is the legitimate crown prince, wouldn't this palace become a traitor?!"

Cui Shi bowed and said, "Princess, now that you have taken this path, are you still afraid of being labeled as a treason?"

"Since ancient times, there have been cases like this for princesses, but in the end, who would care whether they were treasonous or not? History is written by the winners."

After what he said, Wei Yu's anger was reduced by half.

"Sir, what you said makes sense, but now those wallflowers may have turned to Wei Ming."

"Princess, don't worry. Since you are just a wallflower, it means you are not loyal. It's better to let go of such a person."

The face of the eldest prince Wei Heng was also very dark. As soon as he returned to the palace, he went to Taoist Mu Fang and explained the situation in the palace to her, "Now that Wei Ming has gained power again, wouldn't the part of the power that I took the initiative to cut off be in vain?" Are you taking advantage of him?"

Taoist Aunt Mu Fang smiled lightly and said: "Why would Your Highness think so? If the power of the second prince is not cut off, how could we know that the empress would do this?"

"Since the Empress can let the Second Prince review the paper, it means that she can also let His Highness you review it. It's not the end yet, Your Highness, don't be discouraged."

Wei Heng breathed out slowly, "Of course I won't give up. You're right, it's not the end yet."

"If it doesn't work, I will do it more ruthlessly!"

As for the second princess Wei Ning, she summoned her eighteen counselors to discuss the next steps in the mansion.

"...What do you think I should do?"

The 18 people looked at each other, but in the end no one stood up and spoke.

Until Wei Ning was so angry that he slapped the table and said, "I have supported you for so long in vain! If I can't figure out the next plan, I will sink you all into the pond!"

Then a counselor stood up and raised his hand, "Your Highness, the situation is critical now. We might as well find a way to survive first? We will come back after His Highness gathers enough forces."

Wei Ning sneered and immediately had the counselor dragged out and killed with a cane.

Then he looked at the others and said, "Is this what you propose?"

"Of course not, of course not -"

"Then think about it carefully!"

After a while, a decent counselor finally came out and said, "Your Highness, you might as well try to get in touch with that national advisor."

Wei Ning was suspicious, "But that's the person Li Xiang recommended to Your Majesty."

The counselor said: "If you have enough benefits in front of you, why would you care about that small favor?"

Wei Ning frowned and found it difficult to speak for a moment. He paused for a while before saying in frustration, "But I can't give him enough benefits now."

"But," the counselor continued, "Your Highness, you have an advantage over other princes and princesses here."

"?How can I have an advantage?"

"His Highness does not have the support of a person like Li Xiang behind him. He is easier to control than others. You can promise the Imperial Preceptor that if things come true in the future, you can give the Imperial Preceptor more of what he wants. The others cannot give it to the Imperial Preceptor. There are so many teachers.”

This is profit distribution after the fact. There are many people behind the eldest prince, the second prince, and the eldest princess, so naturally they will get less things, but Wei Ning does not have that many people behind him.

Giving help in times of need is more memorable than adding icing on the cake. The Imperial Preceptor must also understand this truth. Instead of helping other princes and princesses ascend the throne, it is better to support one personally.

Wei Ning now understood what the counselor said, "Very good, then I will find a way to contact the Imperial Master quietly."

Of course, their movements were all transmitted to Tingqiao without exception.

Tingqiao held a tea cup and quietly watched the snow, which was probably the last in winter.

There was no one around, so she suddenly smiled and said, "Hey, my brothers and sisters are so easy to tease."

If her subordinates heard this, they would probably be horrified...but there are indeed secret guards nearby.

He couldn't help but curse: This was the first time I heard His Highness call the First Prince and the others this way. It sounded really strange.

After half a month.

In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, smoke slowly rises from the incense burner, and the hall seems to be covered with a misty veil, making people feel drowsy just looking at it.

Wei Jing, who had been taking the elixir for several days, leaned on the couch with squinted eyes and said to the Imperial Master who was summoned by her: "National Master, taking this elixir makes me sleepy too easily."

The Imperial Master said calmly: "Your Majesty, I have reminded you before that this elixir contains a certain amount of erysipelas. If you take it, you will be sleepy for a period of time."

"I know, but I want to know when it will take effect. I haven't felt younger yet." After saying this, feeling sleepy, Wei Jing couldn't help but close her eyes.

The Imperial Master casually glanced at the incense burner that was still burning in the hall, "It's only been a few days."

Wei Jing: "Okay, okay..."

That night, Wei Jing had a dream. She dreamed that when she was young, she was being chased and fell off a cliff, and then was rescued back to the village by a cold young man in white.

She fell in love with the young man at first sight, so she concealed her identity and deliberately approached him while she was recovering from her injuries to pursue him... Later, they fell in love.

In the dream, she was so bright and lively, and he was so cold in his memory, occasionally smiling at her.

However, dreams always come to an abrupt end.

When she impulsively chased his figure, she couldn't help but shout.

But as a result, he opened his eyes, and there was no longer that person in front of him.

A chill slowly penetrated into her bones, making her whole body feel chilly to the core. Her body seemed to have lost its temperature, and she felt cold even in the palace where the coals were lit.

When the maid heard her voice, she hurried inside to serve her, "Your Majesty."

Wei Jing sat on the bed and remained silent for a long time.

until dawn.

She just turned to the maid kneeling below and said, "It is said that the third princess has entered the palace. I want to see her."

"Yes--"

Someone came to Tingqiao's residence soon. The person who came from the palace did not explain anything and did not need to explain. He only asked her to enter the palace by name.

But Tingqiao already knew the purpose of his visit from elsewhere.

I have also been prepared in the past few days.

So he changed into a white cloak, got on the carriage and went to the palace.

Pei Shiqing watched her carriage at the door until it gradually disappeared, then turned around and returned home.

In the carriage, Tingqiao once again read the letter sent by Taoist Aunt Mufang.

The letter was then destroyed in the carriage.