Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Capital, Imperial Study Room.

The emperor had just finished approving today's memorial and put down the vermilion pen in his hand, and Su De walked in quickly, bending his hands and holding up a secret letter.

The emperor glanced around and took it.

"Has Caifeng found anything over there?"

Su De straightened up, bowed his head and said: "No, the leader went to check the person in charge of receiving the letter, and there is nothing unusual. The person really did not receive the letter, and the carrier pigeon responsible for sending the letter had no news, so the leader suspected. , General Xu’s letter was indeed stopped."

The emperor opened the letter with a gloomy expression, "Keep checking to see who is so bold!"

"Yes."

Su De retreated.

Only the emperor was left in the imperial study room. He took out the letter paper. It said that the second prince and the third prince had arrived in Syracuse. The prince was only one day earlier than them, but the prestige had been established on the side of the victims.

The corner of his mouth dropped, and he snorted coldly: "Prestige?"

"What's the matter with your majesty? Who upset you?"

Just as the emperor was looking down at the letter, the imperial concubine walked in with a small porcelain cup in a curvy manner.

She was wearing a pink jacket. When she walked over, her eyes were full of smiles. As she walked, a fragrant fragrance slowly drifted over.

The emperor's complexion softened unconsciously, "Why is Concubine Ai here?"

"Your Majesty has been busy with national affairs these few days and sleeps very late every day. His concubine feels distressed, and personally boiled chicken soup to supplement his majesty. Is your Majesty unhappy?

The emperor smiled, "How can you be upset?"

He swept over the slender waist of the imperial concubine, letting people lean on him.

The imperial concubine exclaimed, and subconsciously held the porcelain cup in her hand, and then gave the emperor angrily, "Your Majesty! What if it spills?"

"It won't be spilled."

The imperial concubine reluctantly opened the lid and handed it to the emperor in person, "Your Majesty, drink it while it's hot."

The emperor did not refuse, and slowly drank all the chicken soup.

While he was drinking the soup, the imperial concubine's eyes fell on the letter paper on the table, read it quickly, and got a general idea.

"Your Majesty, Tang'er, have they arrived in Syracuse?"

"Yeah, it's extremely cold over there, it's hard for them."

The imperial concubine took the porcelain cup in his hand, put it aside, and said with a smile: "As a son of man, we should share worries for the father."

The emperor smiled and scratched her nose, "You are still sensible."

"That's it. I don't know when they can come back. When they come back, I'm afraid that the year is over."

The voice gradually lowered, with loneliness and longing.

The emperor felt relieved at once, and squeezed her hand, "I know it's not easy for you. When Tang'er and the others return, it's time to enter the court."

The imperial concubine gave him a surprised look: "Will it be a bit early?"

The emperor shook his head: "I'm fourteen years old. I'm not too young. I will be a king in two years. It's not bad to learn something now."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The imperial concubine lay on him with a look of contentment.

But when the emperor couldn't see, the smile on her face instantly cooled.

After returning to Yunfu Palace, she baffled everyone, clapped her hands, and a black shadow suddenly floated down from the beam of the house, kneeling in front of the imperial concubine on one knee.

"Go, find a way to get rid of the prince! Never let him come back alive!"

The man in black nodded, and his figure disappeared instantly like the wind.

The imperial concubine leaned on the couch, her original gentle and kind mask burst instantly, revealing her true face of cruelty.