After her rebirth, she became the sweetheart of the sickly uncle.

Su Qingcheng took a sip of tea silently and did not continue talking.

The Gu family is a well-known medical family in Nanye, and Gu Huoyan, as the only descendant, is willing to work for Ye Tantai.

It is conceivable that the power behind Ye Tantai is definitely more powerful than what she saw.

"I heard that your concubine is very popular in the capital recently." Ye Tantai sat down opposite Su Qingcheng.

Su Qingcheng was slightly surprised. It had only been three or four days since someone from the Su family came to deliver news, and the letter did not mention this.

"Don't she have a bad reputation and almost have no place in the capital?"

"It seems that the news about the princess is still lagging behind. I don't know where she got a large number of rare jewelry and precious cloths, and she sent them to the ladies' houses one by one."

Su Qingcheng frowned slightly, while Ye Tantai continued.

"Within a few days, those ladies began to invite her to some tea parties and poetry gatherings."

Judging from the information just recorded by the Madam, although the Thirteenth Prince gave Su Ruoxi a lot of jewelry, it was not so rich that he could give it away everywhere.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for telling me, I will go to Huamanlou myself." Su Qingcheng raised her hand to fill the empty teacup in front of Ye Tantai.

Ye Tantai touched the wall of the cup lightly with his finger. The temperature was just right.

"I have other things to deal with these days, and I may not be in the house from time to time. If you have any questions, please go directly to the Madam Huamanlou."

Su Qingcheng was moved in her heart. Was he reporting his itinerary to him?

She felt that the two of them were getting along more and more like an ordinary couple...

The building is full of flowers.

Su Qingcheng waited for a long time before Su Ruoxi and the Thirteenth Prince arrived.

Su Ruoxi still played a piece for him first, and the Thirteenth Prince was immersed in the sound of her piano, drinking glass after glass of wine.

Su Qingcheng frowned slightly, there was something wrong with the tune of this song.

After a stick of incense, the Thirteenth Prince was already drunk and lying on the table.

Su Ruoxi put the guqin back to its place and gently approached the Thirteenth Prince. She was a little worried. Could it be that he had drank too much wine sprinkled with medicinal powder in the past few days and had something wrong with his health?

She carefully poked the Thirteenth Prince with her finger: "Your Highness...are you asleep?"

The Thirteenth Prince suddenly stood up from the table, hugged her in his arms, his eyes blurred: "I haven't hugged a beauty today, how can I be willing to sleep?"

"Your Highness, didn't you say that you have been busy handling things for His Highness Prince Yan recently? Wouldn't it delay the business to come to me every day?" Su Ruoxi was eager to welcome him but was shy, and tapped his cheek with her slender fingers.

"I don't know why my fourth brother has gone crazy recently. He has found a lot of things for me to do." His tone contained a hint of dissatisfaction, and he buried his head on Su Ruoxi's chest.

Su Ruoxi estimated the time and the effect of the medicine should be coming soon: "What has King Yan been busy with recently?"

"It seems that there is something wrong with the horses in the stable, and there is a backlog of cases in Dali Temple for a long time..." The Thirteenth Prince muttered.

"Your Highness is lucky." Su Ruoxi touched his head and curled her lips.

Su Qingcheng, who was separated by a wall, was very surprised.

Does the Thirteenth Prince already have so much trust in Su Ruoxi? Even everything about King Yan was revealed.

She always felt that things were not that simple, so she turned around and told the madam who was waiting aside: "Don't clean up the wing yet after they leave."

"Yes."

An hour later.

The Madam brought two empty wine glasses from the Thirteenth Prince's wing.

Su Qingcheng scratched the inner wall of the cup with her fingertips and felt some particles.

She looked at the particles carefully. They were transparent and tasteless. They were stuck to the wall of the cup and could not be seen with the naked eye.

"Take it off and rinse it with clean water."

Now that Fu Xingzhou is using Su Ruoxi's hand to deal with King Yan, of course he has to add some firewood...

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The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair and reviewed the memorial.

"This is simply too much!" He was furious, knocking all the piles of memorials on the table to the ground and coughing violently.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't be angry, the dragon body is important!" Eunuch Zhou quickly handed over the handkerchief and fanned the emperor to breathe.

The emperor kept coughing, and when he took the veil away, a blood stain suddenly appeared on it.

Eunuch Zhou knelt down and said in horror: "Oh, Your Majesty, I'm going to find Dr. Gu!"

"Stop, I'm fine, don't spread the word!" The emperor calmed down and breathed a little.

At this time, the queen walked in.

"I'm here to see Your Majesty. It's hot in summer, so I made some mung bean soup for Your Majesty."

The emperor immediately gave Eunuch Zhou a wink, and the latter calmly put away the bloody handkerchief.

"The Queen is interested."

The queen glanced at the scattered memorials on the ground, patiently knelt down and picked them up one by one, and placed them neatly on the table.

She walked up behind the emperor, squeezed his shoulders, and said gently: "Your Majesty, I don't understand the affairs of the court. I just hope that Your Majesty can pay more attention to your health and be less angry."

The emperor's heart was soothed. He took a sip of the refreshing mung bean soup and closed his eyes to enjoy it.

"I also want to be less angry, but none of my sons make people worry! Look at the fourth child. There was horse plague in the stable, but he kept it secret and refused to report it. It was the seventh child who noticed something was wrong and told me .”

"Is there such a thing?" A trace of contempt flashed in the queen's eyes, "The fourth child is not such an irresponsible person on weekdays. He must be too busy so he neglected it."

The emperor sneered: "I know you dote on your children, but the fourth child really did something wrong in this matter."

"Can the horse plague be solved? If I had known that this plague could be big or small, it would be bad if it harmed the people."

"It's solved. Lao Qi said that he has a capable person who specializes in treating such difficult and complicated diseases." The emperor mentioned Fu Xingzhou with a little approval in his tone.

"Lao Qi is indeed a sensible person. I didn't sleep well a few days ago. When he heard about it, he sent me an emerald white pillow overnight." The queen first praised Fu Xingzhou, and then immediately changed the subject, "What about the horse plague?" After everything has been resolved, why is the Holy One still angry?"

"It's not because of the Fourth Brother. There are people making trouble all day long in the Dali Temple he oversees. His fiefdom has almost become a nest for bandits! His books are almost from my Yangxin Hall to the city gate."

The queen moved her hands from her shoulders and neck to her head, and slowed down her strength: "Old Fourth Xu has too many things to do. I heard that there are still many old cases in Dali Temple that have not been resolved. He must also be very busy. The nature of Old Fourth He is also a responsible, sensible and good prince."

"Huh, it's best," the emperor suddenly touched the queen's hand, causing her to stop her movements, her eyes became silent, and he asked tentatively, "What does the queen think, let Lao Qi take over Dali Temple?"

The queen's heart tightened, her fingers slipped out of the emperor's hand, and she continued to squeeze his shoulders, saying as if nothing had happened: "I don't want to think about these things. Your Majesty, it is better for you to make your own decision. In my opinion, the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. "

The emperor closed his eyes again and enjoyed the queen's massage without saying a word.