The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

It's night, palace.

When she fell asleep, Concubine Zhuang felt something strange, she sat up in shock, and suddenly opened the bed. As expected, in the dark bedroom, there was a shadow on the table.

She was tempted to jump, and was wondering what to shout or what to do, her voice was already faint, "It's me."

She shook slightly, and the candlelight lit up, and the appearance of the future person was suddenly reflected.

The iron-faced blue shirt, this person doesn't change clothes even——

"Mother. Mother, there is something to do. Do you want slaves. Do you wait for someone to come in?"

The servant girl outside the door watched the bright lights and asked.

Concubine Zhuang immediately replied: "It's okay. It's just that the spirit of this palace is not very good tonight. You can't hear a sound, otherwise you won't be able to sleep. You and the Forbidden Army will go a hundred feet away and guard."

The handmaid respectfully responded.

When the footsteps were gone, Concubine Zhuang quickly got off the bed from her shoes and walked in front of the people.

This person is Shangguan Jinghong.

She smiled, and she wanted to sit down on his lap. The other party did not avoid her. She hugged her waist with her hands, her face was hot, but he was hugged onto the stool next to her.

Zhuang Min's eyes gradually turned cold. Last time, when he entered the palace in the dark, she was surprised and delighted. When Fang approached him, he pushed her away.

She sneered and said in a low voice: "Shangguan Jinghong, since you don't miss me, why bother to enter the palace?"

The visitor was Shangguan Jinghong. At this time, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he still said lightly: "I have something to look for you."

"what's up?"

This person doesn't talk much on weekdays. Zhuang Min remembered that he had ventured into the palace late at night a few days ago, but he learned of the sudden death of her mother, so he went to the palace to offer condolences, and his tone suddenly softened.

The corners of Shangguan Jinghong's mouth raised slightly, but his eyes had the opposite danger, "Inner Alchemy."

Zhuang Min was shocked, and then his face sank.

"I understand, you didn't come to the palace that night to appease me. You had put your mind on this last pill. You want to find out if the pill is in my hand."

"Well, your mother. Suddenly died, I immediately thought of the medicine-the medicine that I thought I had taught your mother. I took it myself. After asking, you really regret that you didn't refuse the old lady to give you. Medicine."

Zhuang Min was furious and split his finger at him, "My Master, it's a pity that you are a step late. Suddenly, you are very toxic. You are well informed, don't you know? I want to keep this medicine for him."

"Qingyu, there are two things in your performance that are very interesting. First, since the old nine is very toxic, shouldn't you give him the medicine long ago? Why? Keep it? Unless you don't want to give it at all; Two, you can still sleep peacefully. Is this what a mother should do?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Min's expression changed, and his smile became colder.

"Say, keep talking, I'm waiting to hear from King Rui."

Shangguan smiled in shock, without turning back, and continued: "The disease of the leader is nothing new. If not so many people know before, the day before the wedding feast of the ninth brother, the emperor'kindly' announced her to enter the palace. The medical girl checked, her physical condition will not be spread? Anyone who is interested in the palace may know it."

"After all, it is a rare medicine. If the old nine is really going to use it, you will not refuse to give it, but if you fall on this knot, how can you not be suspicious. Even though the old nine has spent time searching for an imperial doctor, he is also intractable. But at the beginning, he shouldn't be too cruel to himself, unless you refuse to give the medicine, he has to get harder."

Zhuang Min gently stroked his palm, her eyes were filled with gloom, and smile lines on the corners of her mouth slowly folded up, "This is like seeing it in person, Shangguan Jinghong fruit is Shangguan Jinghong."

"So, you should also know that with my spleen and sex, I will never give you a pill. Even if I am shocked to the end, regardless of my own life. I will only try to get him to take the medicine, not let him. Give this life-saving medicine to your woman!"

When she finished speaking, her voice was fierce and she was still sitting on the bench, her eyes slowly turning to the scarlet Dankou.

"No, you will cooperate with me."

Shangguan Jinghong's voice became lighter, and the light in his eyes overflowed.

"Shangguan Jinghong, why are you?" Zhuang Min smiled instead of anger.

"I have your handle. I'm afraid you may not want to let Rong Rui know about some things."

"Handle?" Zhuang Min sneered, "Is my Xia family evading national taxes, or is it you and me?"

"Don’t forget, the merchants that my father competed with submitted evidence to Dali Temple. The evidence was that you managed to get Dali Temple to destroy it. You and I have a private. Although I made the request first, if you teach your father You know, you can't avoid responsibility. You say that if you ask for medicine for the old iron, a servant will teach you to corrupt your morals. Will your father believe it?"

"Well, a slave. It seems really absurd. If I were the father, I would not believe it. I would only think that the son was unpredictable." Shangguan Jinghong's eyes suddenly filled with haze, and he fell slightly into the memories of many years ago. Remembering that the leader's sentence was dirty, he curled his lips and smiled.

It's dirty, so what.

Zhuang Min giggled, but stared at him coldly, "Go back and think about how I have treated you all these years. When you were young, I regretted you. If not, I learned that you wrote to Xia Haibing. Tell me about the palace, I will not report to the emperor? You grow up, I love you, I would rather take the old iron thing with you..."

She said, suddenly stopped, and sternly brushed her sleeves.

Shangguan Jinghong just laughed.

Zhuang Min began to think that he was unwilling, and slowly began to feel a sense of thought, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at the ridiculous things in the world, it's a pity that I am no better than Na Maitreya, whose belly cannot tolerate people in the world. My Shangguan Jinghong has always been a hypocrite."

"My honorable nanny, mother, you...it's really hard for you. The first day I got on your phoenix couch, I was thinking about a question, what is your motive?"

"Even though my father had that heart, he also had more heart and strength from time to time, which made you feel uncomfortable. But this is not enough for you to do this extraordinary thing, to do it, and you should not come to me. "

"There are many reasons for things in the world, but there is only one possibility for you. Zhuang Min, Xia Jiu is not Rongrui's biological son at all. Isn't it?"