A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

As they walked towards the bamboo forest, Su Zhilan took out the amulet and looked at it in her hand.

The purse that held the amulet was sewed by her. It was made of azure blue material with auspicious cloud patterns and a few bamboo leaves embroidered on it.

Although the stitches are messy, it is something I made after all, and I like it no matter how I look at it.

The young eunuch followed Su Zhilan not too far away. When they were about to reach the bamboo forest, he waved to a young palace maid and whispered a few words to her.

He was a servant in the Imperial Garden and also the Crown Prince's spy.

Previously, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave him something and asked him to find a way to give it to King Chungyong.

But King Zhongyong was alert and had great martial arts experience, so it was difficult for him to get close to him, so he kept trying to find an opportunity.

When he was in trouble, the fifth lady of the Su family came, and he suddenly had an idea.

Su Zhilan did not notice the two people behind her acting stealthy and was walking towards the bamboo forest at a leisurely pace.

When we reached a three-way intersection, a young palace maid suddenly walked quickly over from the bluestone path on the left.

Maybe he was walking too fast and stepped on the hem of her skirt, or maybe he slipped and fell towards Su Zhilan.

Seeing this, Su Zhilan quickly reached out to grab the little palace maid. As she stretched out her hand, the little palace maid also grabbed her wrist.

The purse in her hand fell to the ground, but the little palace maid had already fallen to the ground at this time, so Su Zhilan didn't care about the purse. The important thing was to help the person up first.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

Su Zhilan even considerately helped the little palace maid brush off the dirt on her body.

"Please forgive me, Princess Anping. I didn't mean it." The little palace maid knelt on the ground and apologized.

At this time, Su Zhilan was facing the little palace maid, and the purse fell behind her.

The young eunuch who had followed her before picked up the purse and quickly stuffed the things in his hand into it.

Then he handed it to Su Zhilan with both hands, "The county lady's things fell."

Su Zhilan took it and thanked her, then signaled to the little palace maid not to panic, as she would not blame her.

After the young palace maid and eunuch left, Su Zhilan heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Song Hongshen coming towards her.

Song Hongshen's tense expression relaxed a lot when Su Zhilan turned around.

He took a few quick steps and came to Su Zhilan, "Have you been waiting for so long?"

However, his gaze passed over Su Zhilan and glanced at the back of the little eunuch who was leaving in a hurry, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

When Su Zhilan looked up at him, a smile appeared in her eyes.

"I didn't wait long. I thought the prince would be busy with many things when he leaves tomorrow."

"So I'll give you this amulet while we meet today."

"The master of Huguo Temple said that this amulet cannot be exposed to light, so don't open the purse, just carry it with you."

When she handed it over, Su Zhilan felt a little embarrassed when she saw the messy stitching.

He added: "Or you can put it somewhere inconspicuous."

Su Zhilan handed it over generously, and Song Hongshen also took it generously, praising it, "It looks good."

Hearing him say it looked good, Su Zhilan pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that he was just being polite.

He then said, "Your Highness, please take care of yourself when you go to Fujian. Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and people's safety is more important than anything else."

Su Zhilan's reply to him was also polite.

In fact, she was extremely envious of Song Hongshen, who could go to Fujian, watch the craftsmen build ships, and visit the sea.

These are things she envied but could not achieve.

Song Hongshen was almost amused by her distant yet polite greeting, but when he lowered his head, he could see the envy in her eyes.

After thinking for a while, he said, "You are still young now. In a few years... I can take you out to see the world."

She knew that what he meant by "getting married in a few years" was...

Su Zhilan felt that this was just empty talk. Who knows what will happen in the future?

Song Hongshen was actually worried about Su Zhilan, and had a lot to say to her. But knowing that Su Zhilan was a man of her own ideas, he only said one sentence in the end, "After I leave Beijing, I will leave 500 guards in the Zhongyong Palace. If you need help or someone bullies you, go to the palace to find someone."

"I have already made arrangements yesterday. These five hundred people will all obey your orders."

Su Zhilan just nodded symbolically. When she was bullied, she would think of going to Prince Ning's Mansion, or to the Shen family, or to find her fourth sister.

But she probably wouldn't think of going to the Prince of Loyalty and Bravery's Mansion to look for someone. Even if Song Hongshen was in the capital, she wouldn't think of looking for him.

Song Hongshen wanted to say something else when a palace maid suddenly came to tell him that the chrysanthemum banquet was about to begin, so the two of them went back to the flower room one after the other.

The greenhouses in the Imperial Garden are large and grand, and the largest one has been decorated in advance.

Some flowers and trees were moved out, and tables and chairs were added among the scattered flowers and plants.

The scenery is beautiful, and the people who come here feel much more relaxed, unlike the rigid and restrained mood they had in the Hall of Supreme Harmony before.

Everyone sat down according to their seats, and Su Zhilan and Song Wanwan sat together.

After Song Hongshen sat down, he threw the sachet into the corner under the table. To avoid getting it dirty, he put a handkerchief under it.

He wasn't sure what was in it, but guessed it might be poison.

But he didn't say it in front of Su Zhilan.

She gave it to him, and he wanted to take it well.

I don’t dare to touch her too much right now. I can only take her out to find someone to check on her when I leave the palace.

Afterwards, the emperor came in with his concubines, and the palace maids served chrysanthemum wine.

It is said that this was brewed by several ladies themselves last autumn, and it is just the right time to drink it now.

But when Song Hongshen picked up the wine glass, he smelled something wrong.

He didn't know if there was anything wrong with other people's wine, but his glass was definitely tampered with. It smelled like something to liven up the mood.

Knowing that someone would definitely notice him, Song Hongshen showed no abnormality on his face, but he didn't swallow the wine.

Fortunately, it was not in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and the floor was not paved with white jade, so it would not be noticeable if the wine was spilled or vomited.

The wine used to entertain people is very intoxicating, so Song Hongshen pretended to be drunk after drinking three cups.

Her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were a little blurry.

He now felt that the purse probably did not contain any chronic poison, but perhaps something that could be used in conjunction with the medicine in the wine.

The prince was determined to accuse him of causing chaos in the harem, so he acted ruthlessly. Putting drugs in the wine was not enough, so he had to add another one.

After three rounds of drinking, the emperor got up to change his clothes.

Song Hongshen leaned his hands on the table and supported his head. He wanted to see what the prince was going to do next.

People in the greenhouse went out in twos and threes, some to change clothes, some to get some fresh air to sober up, and some to find a place to talk alone with close friends.

After a while, a little palace maid suddenly walked up to Song Hongshen, leaned over and asked, "Are you drunk, my lord? Do you want to take a rest?"

Song Hongshen raised his eyelids, looked at the palace maid lazily, and said, "Okay, lead the way."

The little palace maid's face suddenly turned red and her heart began to pound.

Then he led Song Hongshen out of the greenhouse.

This was not the first time that the Imperial Garden had hosted a palace banquet. There were side rooms near the flower house for court officials and their wives to rest.

But the little palace maid took Song Hongshen out of the imperial garden.

"Where are we going? I feel a little dizzy. Haven't we arrived yet?" Although Song Hongshen's steps were still steady, he was obviously a little distracted.