Fall In Love With A Substitute

When Song Qu returned to Wude Hall, Qi Baozhu pinched his own palm before forcing himself to greet him with a smile.

"All blessings, Your Highness." She saluted.

"Yeah." Song Qu's expression wasn't very good, but at least he didn't lose his temper, or kicked him directly.

Qi Baozhu heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that he would not be beaten today.

As soon as she moved, there was a faint pain in the unhealed wound on her body, Qi Baozhu held back the pain and said:

"I don't know how the concubine's health is? The concubine's natal family sent an ancient prescription for treating migraine, and it has been sent to the Imperial Hospital to be seen by the imperial doctor. If it works, it may be able to cure the concubine's illness."

Song Qu was satisfied with her filial piety, and boasted flatly: "It's quite caring."

Qi Baozhu really showed a happy smile.Her emotions are all under her control.

As gracious as Song Qu, he showed some concern:

"I'm not here, what did you do today?"

"His Highness is not here, what else can the concubine do, but make a flower basket to pass the time." Qi Baozhu changed his subject, "I heard that the Crown Princess has gone to the Qianqing Palace to serve the sick today."

Feng Yuexian?

Thinking of the last quarrel, disgust appeared in Song Qu's eyes, but this disgust was mixed with indescribable desire - no matter how evil Feng Yuexian did, he was still a rare beauty.

None of the concubines in the whole palace can compare to her, so Song Pianlu, who doesn't go out very much, can compete with her.

And she is the woman of the consumptive imperial brother, so it is even more exciting. If I can conquer this woman in the future, I will play with it...

Dirty thoughts floated in Song Qu's mind, and he was eager to try. He rubbed his fingers and said:

"Father's dragon body is better?"

"Yes, the imperial doctor is good at administering acupuncture, and the emperor can talk to me. I heard the news from the Qianqing Palace, and I am very happy to see the princess sick today."

Song Qu sneered.

sickness?The one who wished the emperor the most to die was Feng Yuexian.

Qi Baozhu said coquettishly:

"The concubine also wanted to go, but remembered that there is no rule for princes and concubines to attend to the sickness of the father. Feng Yuexian entrusted the crown prince's name to serve the sickness on behalf of the prince."

"The concubine has no choice but to wait for His Highness to come back before discussing."

The prince supervises the country, and is sick and weak, and the prince and concubine act on his behalf. It is filial piety to go to the dragon bed to serve the sick.

The second prince did not take the post, if his wife and concubine were to take care of the sick, it would be unreasonable.

"So, tomorrow..." Song Qu pondered, but did not continue.

Qi Baozhu mentioned it in his heart, but he didn't dare to express any emotion, he just said casually:

"The Crown Princess has not been in the palace for a long time, but she is the first in everything. Before that, she came to the Hall of Martial Virtue to show her prestige, and she really didn't see anyone—"

"Noisy!" Song Qu's knife-like eyes swept over.

Qi Baozhu knelt down at his feet reflexively, shrinking her neck:

"Your Highness, please calm down."

Any man can't tolerate someone breaking into his home and showing off his power in his palace, let alone Feng Yuexian is the prince's man.

When Qi Baozhu said this, he knew that he wanted to anger Song Qu, and even provoke a new round of beatings.

But she is not afraid now, she is only afraid that Song Qu will not like it.

Out of emotion and reason, Song Qu heard that the princes showed their filial piety in front of the emperor, so they should all go to Qianqing Palace to compete to show it.

But Qi Baozhu was too impatient, she wanted too much to get rid of Song Qu's control for herself and the Qi family, which aroused Song Qu's vigilance instead.

It's just the right time for the father's illness to improve, he has always been soft-hearted, if he can ask for a few words of favor for his uncle when he is sick, he thinks it will not be a problem to save his uncle with the help of his mother and concubine and his long favor.

But Feng Yuexian didn't dig a hole for himself, did he?Looking at the momentum of the Feng family in the court, and the attitude of the faction headed by her, one can tell that Feng Yuexian must be deeply scheming, maybe he will make a fool of himself in front of his father in the Qianqing Palace.

You can't be too careful.

"There is a meeting in the western suburbs of my palace in the past two days, we will discuss it later."

Song Qu randomly found an excuse to dismiss the matter, and instead made people pay close attention to the situation in Qianqing Palace.

Feng Yuexian acted as usual, for three days in a row, he went to Qianqing Palace every day to serve the sick for half a day, the emperor was obviously very moved.

Rewards flowed into the East Palace like flowing water, gold, silver and jade, elixir orbs, and even a pair of coral trees with shining jewels that were tributed by neighboring countries on New Year's Day were carried to the East Palace to be rewarded.

Concubine Xian was still bedridden on the other side, but she couldn't sit still after hearing the news, and when she saw Song Qu coming to Yixi Palace, she reprimanded him:

"Since you came to see me, why don't you go to Qianqing Palace? If someone whispers something in your father's ear, with your father's temperament, I'm afraid he will hate you."

Song Qu was helpless, but fortunately Feng Yuexian didn't seem to be heretical, and he didn't cast a look in his direction at all, Song Qu's vigilance gradually disappeared.

It was also seen that in just three days, even He Jieyu took the little princess to Qianqing Palace, and other concubines also made moves. As a son-in-law, it is really unreasonable for him not to show his face.

Moreover, the team escorting Xi Qingyan will also enter Beijing.

Song Qu didn't wait anymore, and immediately got up early the next day. He wanted to avoid Feng Yuexian, or let Feng Yuexian wink, knowing to make room for himself, but he didn't expect that in front of the gate of Qianqing Palace, it happened to be Bumped into the guard of honor of the crown princess.

The rustling guards of honor coming from the palace roads on both sides confronted each other in front of the white marble steps, and no one had the intention of retreating.

The chief eunuch of the Qianqing Palace greeted him. In front of the emperor's close friends, Song Qu had no choice but to be a modest younger brother and let the emperor's wife's guard of honor go first.

Once inside the Qianqing Palace, she could clearly feel Feng Yuexian's familiarity with the Qianqing Palace, and the palace attendants were all close to her.

Not to mention the emperor who was still unable to get out of bed and walk around on the bed, when he saw Feng Yuexian, the corners of his mouth curled into a crooked smile.

Song Qu suddenly felt the crisis. He was neither a direct descendant nor an elder. If he wanted to win the throne, he would not only hope that the crown prince would move his position, but also fight for the emperor's heart.

He shouldn't have abandoned everything because he was afraid of Feng Yue!Song Qu regretted it in his heart, so he hurried to make up for it.

He eagerly went to the bedside to wait on him, picked up nice words, and said that his absence for the past two days was just praying for the emperor with all his heart in the Taoist temple outside.

The emperor was still a little cold at first, but the old man was not happy to see his son, his ears were soft, and Song Qu quickly coaxed his emperor's temperament and suspicions down, and the father and son chatted happily.

Feng Yuexian was taking her seat, she was not in a hurry, she had a faint smile on her face, although she was beautiful, it was like the moon in the mist, hazy and far away.

Song Qu took over all the errands of servants, and it seemed that Song Qu was determined to shine under the emperor's bed, and even gave the emperor the medicine himself, spoon by spoon, almost drinking it for the emperor.

Feng Yuexian watched from the side, and suddenly remembered that when Song Pianlu took medicine, she always drank it in one gulp.

Such a delicate person, but sometimes he is extraordinarily straightforward.

Feng Yuexian finally had a real smile on his lips, and his cold and charming eyebrows became softer with this thought.

But soon, she gathered her mind—Song Qu finally couldn't hold back, and mentioned the Xi's house.

"...Erchen's mother and concubine suffered another migraine recently, and because she couldn't come to take care of her sickness, I hope the emperor will forgive the mother and concubine."

"She's not wrong." The emperor leaned against the head of the bed, his expression was like a starched cardboard, wriggling with difficulty, "Why do you have a headache?"

"Father also knows that the Xi family has a single lineage, but the mother's concubine's direct brother, the son's uncle, is not a worry. The mother's concubine always has headaches because of him."

The Emperor groaned briefly.

With a gentle smile, Song Qu spoke tentatively:

"Little uncle is out of tune. The concubine mother is afraid that he will do something extremely unbearable one day. At that time, the concubine mother will not have the face to ask the emperor to forgive the only blood of the Xi family."

Isn't that pretty cool.

The smile on Feng Yuexian's lips turned into sarcasm.

"I can't bear the tears of my mother and concubine every night, so I want to come to my father to ask for a will. No matter what my uncle will do in the future, I hope my father will keep the blood of the Xi family for the sake of the hard work of my grandfather's family."

After Song Qu finished speaking, he waited with bated breath for the emperor's response, his eyes were full of admiration, as if a child who was not grown up looked up at his tall and omnipotent father.

His move was a little reckless, but it was a last resort, what Xi Qingyan did touched the emperor's prestige, if the emperor knew about it, he would lose his skin if he didn't die.

And he is not unsure, he understands his father, his father values ​​family affection, his ears and heart are soft, they have used his temper to accomplish many things.

As long as the emperor is moved today, after the incident, the concubine mother and concubine will act with him again and again, and the emperor will not be able to muster up the strength to punish the little uncle.

The cloudy eyes of the old emperor on the bed moved slightly, and his lips twitched, as if he was about to speak.

Seeing hope, Song Qu's eyes lit up slightly, but Feng Yuexian's voice sounded first:

"Even the daughter-in-law, an outsider of the Xi family, is deeply moved by what the emperor said."

Feng Yue sighed leisurely, her voice was softer, her tone was softer, it was quite soft and charming, and it was more appealing to people's hearts than usual.

But Song Qu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and immediately raised his mind.

"It's just that my daughter-in-law doesn't understand one thing. The Xi family is a noble family. There are many great scholars in the ancestors. It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is pregnant. Even if Mr. Xi has some flaws in the eyes of the virtuous concubine, he is affected by the family tradition. Dyeing is the natural rough jade, it just needs to be polished."

"What the second prince said today, it is as if he saw Mr. Xi get into trouble with his own eyes, so he hurriedly came to ask for the amulet."

Something happened, Song Qu didn't believe she didn't know.But in front of the emperor, he couldn't say anything, he gritted his teeth secretly, but said kindly on his face:

"What the emperor's sister-in-law said is very reasonable, but as a nephew, I am always worried about cutting off the constant kinship, especially the mother and concubine."

Feng Yuexian frowned slightly, the beauty frowned, charming, but Song Qu didn't dare to be careless at all, his hairs stood on end.

"I shouldn't be the one to say this, but... Although the second prince is from the Xi family, don't forget that you are the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon. The father and the emperor are not in good health, so they can get better. Why did you bring the matter of the Xi family here?" To worry the royal father?"

Song Qu's eyes widened suddenly, and he opened his mouth to argue, but Feng Yuexian mercilessly stopped him.

"Concubine Xian was disturbed by Xi's family affairs, so she couldn't come to Qianqing Palace. Second Prince, since you can come, you must do your best with your empress."

Feng Yue stopped talking and sighed softly.

Song Qu's teeth leaked cold air, his eyes fixed on Feng Yuexian so hard that his eyeballs were about to pop out.

Feng Yuexian actually accused him of not doing his best in Qianqing Palace, and couldn't wait to seek benefits for the Xi family.He also reminded the emperor that if the concubine Xian was sick and did not come to Qianqing Palace, she was also worried about the Xi family.

Lin Lin always told the emperor that the mother and son only have the Xi family in their hearts, and they don't take you seriously at all.

For the mother and son of the virtuous concubine Song Qu who gained benefits by currying favor with the emperor, it could be called heartbreaking.

Song Qu was terrified and angry. He tried his best to maintain a lenient and admiring expression, and turned to look at the emperor on the couch:

"Father, my son is not—"

But the emperor stopped looking at him, the corners of his lips curled down, and he moved his hands twice with difficulty.

The chief eunuch next to him understood the meaning, bowed his waist and said: "Second prince, the emperor sees that you are tired, please go back first."

To put it nicely, it is obvious that he has disliked himself and doesn't want to let himself serve here anymore.

Feng Yuexian didn't speak a few words, so he let all his hard work for half a day go to Dongshui.

Song Qu was extremely unwilling, but he couldn't resist the order.

He stood up from the bed, and when he walked out, he met Feng Yuexian's eyes.

His eyes were full of hatred and viciousness, and the veins on his forehead protruded and throbbed uncontrollably, showing signs of mania.

Feng Yuexian was not afraid at all, and even lifted his chin slightly, his eyes were like deep pools, and said with a light smile:

"Imperial Brother, I wish I could rest. I will have to work hard tomorrow."

Song Qu became vigilant, and after the second day, he finally understood what Feng Yuexian was alluding to—

Xi Qingyan was escorted to Shangjing.

The commander of the imperial guard sent a memorial directly to the desk of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Xi Qingyan led the Fujian soldiers to snatch the relief money, which aroused the anger of the prince.

Xi Qingyan was taken directly to the prison of Dali Temple, waiting to be dealt with, without giving the Xi family a chance to intercept anyone.

Immediately, the prince ordered that the three divisions of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Ministry of Punishment and the Dali Temple jointly try the case.

The news in the market is soaring.

After all, there were thousands of Northwest elite soldiers escorted by the Fujian soldiers, and it caused a sensation when they entered the city.

Many ordinary people thought that they had come back from the frontier, or had come to Beijing to receive awards, but they never thought that most of them would be sent to Dali Temple for detention.

When the details of the case spread out, it was even more serious. The wind rolled over Shangjing like a snow wave and spread in all directions.

"The Xi family even dared to snatch this money. It's so daring. It seems that there is no lack of greed. The Xi family should investigate thoroughly and investigate him as a corrupt official!"

"I heard that this is the third time for the imperial court to go to the disaster relief. The first two batches of food and payment disappeared without a trace. Could it be that he—"

"Lawless, really lawless!"

……

In the court, the neutral ones, those from the prince's lineage, and those from the Feng family, no matter who they are, are all making trouble, and they are demanding that Xi Qingyan be severely punished, and that traitors must not be tolerated.

But in just one day, the news spread and quarreled in court, among the people, and even in the palace.

It's one thing for a knife to hang over your head, quite another for it to actually fall.Concubine Xian heard that her younger brother was really sent to Dali Temple, and after the crown prince ordered the three divisions to interrogate, she fainted again in Yixi Palace.

Song Qu rushed over, looked at the unconscious mother and concubine on the bed, who was getting haggard day by day, and at the naughty younger brother who was playing with jade stones, waved his sleeves, and walked out the door.

East Palace.

Feng Yuexian was fiddling with her chess pieces by the window, the game was over, but she had no intention of playing chess with herself.

It's just because the prince was "outraged" by Xi Qingyan today, he's not in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he's coming back to hide.

With this person around, it seems that I can't calm down.

And where her eyes lingered frequently, Song Pianle held a volume of travel notes in her hand, looking excited.

Feng Yuexian knocked lightly with the black jade chess piece, creating some movement.

Finally, the man raised his eyes.

She opened her lips and said, "A bet?"

"Huh?" Song Pianyi put down the scroll a little, revealing a face as fat as jade.

Feng Yue's leisurely voice is like a wonderful voice:

"I bet... the net will be closed within three days."

Song Pianle smiled.

There is some helplessness in the smile, but also some tolerance, even connivance.

"What?" Feng Yuexian remained calm.

Now that the scene has been sung, Song Qu will definitely cut the mess quickly, he has suffered a disadvantage, and dare not give Feng Yuexian any more time, otherwise Feng Yuexian will be fatal with one blow.

Song Pianyi also felt that three days was almost enough.

This is an [-]% losing bet.

But it's just a small gamble, nothing serious.

Feng Yuexian was waiting for Song Pianliu's reply.

If Song Pianlu didn't speak again, her ears would burn up first.

Under her gaze, Song Pianliu's tea-colored pupils were filled with gentle water, and she smiled lightly.

She seemed to know the result, but she still let herself mess around.

"What's the stake?"