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As he was speaking, Song Yafeng's voice was heard outside: "I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine and His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Gu Xingyuan knew a little about the relationship between his mother and Song Yafeng. When he heard his voice, he stood up and said, "Mother, I'll go back first. Don't worry, I'll take care of Duke Shu's Mansion. Once you get good news, I'll take care of it."

Concubine Chen looked at Song Yafeng who was walking towards her with a seductive look: "Well, go ahead."

Passing by Song Yafeng, Gu Xingyuan glanced at him indifferently.

As soon as he walked out of the palace, he heard the voices of his mother and Song Yafeng talking from inside.

Gu Xingyuan clenched his fists and asked the eunuch beside him in a cold voice: "Who came to see mother today?"

The eunuch did not dare to hide it from the Third Prince, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, it is General Chen."

Gu Xingyuan snorted coldly and strode away.

The General Chen mentioned by the eunuch was his good cousin, his grandfather's eldest grandson, Chen Shouye, a good-for-nothing.

In the palace, Song Yafeng was two steps away from Concubine Chen and bowed: "Your humble servant pays respect to the Concubine."

Concubine Chen leaned lazily on the pillow, her eyes were extremely charming, she hooked her finger at Song Yafeng, her voice full of infinite laziness: "Come here."

Song Yafeng was only in his thirties, but due to years of martial arts training, he had a strong and upright body, and his waist and abdomen were very powerful. Concubine Chen couldn't help swallowing her saliva when she saw him.

Song Yafeng smiled faintly, took two steps forward, opened his arms, and was about to embrace the beauty in his arms, but Concubine Chen leaned to the side, and Song Yafeng missed.

Song Yafeng crossed his arms and looked at the beauty: "My lady, this is our goal, so you don't need me to serve you anymore?"

Concubine Chen spat at him: "Pah, look at how impatient you are. I didn't sleep well last night and I'm very tired now. Give me a massage first." As she said this, she glared at him and patted his shoulder.

Song Yafeng walked around behind her and put his strong hands on Concubine Chen's shoulders.

Although Concubine Chen is already 43 years old this year, she has been favored by Emperor Daliang in recent years and has taken very good care of herself. Not only does she not have a single wrinkle on her face, but her skin is also as white and attractive as cream.

Song Yafeng pinched gently, and Concubine Chen closed her eyes in comfort, murmuring softly. The sound was charming and pleasant, and Song Yafeng felt hot all over. As he pinched, his hands became restless and reached into her collar, constantly moving and kneading her body.

Concubine Chen leaned against him weakly.

Song Yafeng picked him up, threw him on the bed, and then pressed on him.

After all, the Emperor of Daliang was already over fifty years old, and because of his busy schedule with state affairs, he looked much older than his peers.

Although she took the medicine after she became unable to do it anymore, Concubine Chen still had no interest in the man with wrinkles all over his face and who had slept with so many women.

But in order to win the emperor's heart, every time the old emperor came, she tried her best to act as if she was enjoying it very much, and looked very satisfied afterwards, which made the Daliang Emperor think that he was still strong and healthy and he was very satisfied.

But Concubine Chen had her own way. She won over many concubines in the harem to serve her and made these women favored by the old emperor.

Seeing how magnanimous she was, the old emperor loved her even more.

Unlike Song Yafeng, who had just turned 41 and was at his strongest, he always fascinated her.

Half an hour later, Song Yafeng held her in his arms and played with her hair.

Concubine Chen asked, "Will there be any problems with the eunuch you bribed in Kunning Palace?"

The sound still retains the allure and charm of the aftermath.

Song Yafeng's waist and abdomen tightened again when he heard this: "Don't worry, I went to check yesterday and the things are all there. Now the mother and the son are all here. Your Majesty, I will search for the things whenever you want me to. I will listen to your Majesty in everything."

Concubine Chen pulled his hair and pulled his head down, her lips pressed against his ears, her hot breath spraying on his neck: "Even you belong to me, how can you not listen to me?"

Song Yafeng smiled gently and reached his hand into the quilt.

Concubine Chen shuddered slightly and closed her eyes slightly, seeming to be in great pain, but she did not forget to remind him: "In this case, send someone to keep a close eye on that little eunuch, and deal with him as soon as the matter is over, so as to avoid any trouble. You, you be gentle."

Song Yafeng turned over again and pushed the man down: "Don't worry, once the matter is over, I will send him and his family down to serve the late emperor. With the genealogy and a small piece of finger, anyone can think that Empress Shu threatened him with the entire Hong family, and she has no way to defend herself. Your Majesty, how did I serve you?"

"Okay, okay...wait a minute."

Song Yafeng listened to Concubine Chen's words the most: "Okay, whatever your majesty asks me to do, I will definitely do it. I have said that I will always listen to your majesty and obey you without any hesitation."

Concubine Chen understood what he meant. Without her order, he didn't dare to come here.

Whether on the bed or under the bed.

The noises inside were getting louder and louder. The palace servants standing outside serving lowered their heads, their eyes watching their noses and their noses watching their hearts. Now that the emperor was gone, they had nothing to worry about.

In the past few days, the commander of the Jinyiwei has been coming to Changchun Palace more frequently.

But how can these people not be afraid? The more they know, the faster they will die.

……

At noon, people from the Mansion of Duke Shu, the Mansion of General Liang, and the Mansion of Ou all came to the palace gate to pick up their children and take them back to their homes.

Although the Ninth Prince was able to enter the palace yesterday, the case has not been fully investigated yet, which does not mean that people outside the palace can enter the palace at will.

The only one left in the Ou Mansion was Ou Jianglin's old mother, an old lady in her sixties, who came with the coachman to pick up her son and bring him back home.

When she saw her son's haggard face, tears welled up in her eyes. She pulled up Ou Jianglin, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to her, saying that her son was unfilial, and said, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

"Mom, are you okay?"

Madam Ou wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, I'm fine, don't worry. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Queen take good care of me and even sent a nanny to the mansion. I'm fine. Come on, I'll take you home."

"Yes, mother, I will help you into the carriage."

Duke Shu, General Liang and others sighed softly and watched Ou Jianglin help his mother get into the car and leave.

They never blamed Master Ou. In fact, over the past twenty years, he was the one with the heaviest responsibilities and suffered the most.

His three children were missing, and he searched for them for eleven years under tremendous pressure. Even their parents had given up, but he still persisted.

Day after day, year after year.

Eleven whole years.

He eventually got them back.

Duke Shu and his wife looked at Liang Tianyou who was being dragged by General Liang, and they were unable to say a word.

Liang Tianyou knew what they were worried about, and whispered something to General Liang. General Liang looked at them and nodded slightly.