That night, the emperor came to Yongshou Palace, but after a brief look at Yan Wan, he was about to go to Baoyue Tower.

Yan Wan couldn't laugh, "During dinner, I saw a few exquisite meals and wanted to send them to Baoyue Tower, so I remembered that it was fasting today. Concubine Rong refused to eat these things. That's all."

The emperor suddenly woke up, "Yes. Since it is the day of fasting, Rongpin will recite scriptures all night and do not see outsiders, so I don't have to see her."

Yan Wan pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "The emperor has always taken Concubine Rong's sister's affairs the most, why did she forget it today? I want to be upset about Concubine Rong."

The emperor smiled without comment, held her hand and sat down, rubbed it and said, "You are fine to treat Rongpin."

Yan Wan lowered her beautifully curved neck and said softly: "My sister Rong is far away from her hometown and is alone. She has been kind enough to bear it for a long time but is lonely. I have not been nurturing for many years. I understand her mood very well. From the perspective of others, I can't help but treat her better. But Sister Rong is a lonely person and doesn't like her very much. So sometimes I want to be better with her, but I don't know where to start."

The emperor's face was frozen and cold. It was not until he finished listening to Yan Wan that he stroked her hand pity and said warmly: "She has always been like this, and she treats me the same. Just be fine if you have the heart."

As the two were talking, Lan Cui brought the tea and smiled and said, "This is the Songyang Silver Monkey from Xingong this year. The little master thought it was very good when he ate it, so he specially waited for the emperor to come and taste it together."

The emperor smiled and said, "Do you like this too?"

Yan Wan's smile is sweet and fragrant, which makes people feel friendly and relaxed. "Although it is not considered a precious tea plant, I like it to be sweet and peaceful, and there is no sense of distantness at the top. It seems that the daughter next door is very friendly." Seeing that the emperor was just thinking and silent, she smiled and said, "I am in charge of the affairs of the six palaces, but I see a lot of tea every year. The palace has always been a habit of drinking famous tea. If you are willing to taste more Songyang Silver Monkey, it will not cost much and have a new flavor, which is also good."

The emperor pondered for a moment, reached out to take the green jade gold thread teacup and took a sip, and smiled faintly: "When the Empress was in charge of the six palaces for the imperial concubine, she once also brought Songyang Silver Monkey into the palace. I think there are old rules to follow. If you are willing to read more about the anecdotes, you can arrange it."

Yan Wan couldn't help feeling embarrassed when she heard this. The emperor's submission was that she felt that she was not familiar with the anecdotes in the palace. She felt embarrassed, "I am stupid, I hope the emperor will forgive me."

The emperor put her shoulders and comforted her: "Although you are a concubine, you have little experience. Even Concubine Wan and Concubine Yu are more sophisticated than you, so you will inevitably be a little immature. But you are gentle and have harmonious things, not harsh and cold. This is your advantage." He stopped, "Of course it is because of the queen. She is in poor health, so you have to take more responsibility."

Yan Wan frowned, then she calmed down a little, and smiled and signaled Lan Cui to hand over the teacup. Lan Cui was holding the teacup, and her hand slid sharply. A cup of hot tea instantly poured on Yan Wan's hand, burning a large piece of crimson color.

Yan Wan Xuexue exclaimed pain, Lan Cui was so scared that she fell to the ground and kowtowed desperately. The emperor held Yan Wan's hand and exhaled repeatedly. The palace people were busy bringing cold water to soak Yan Wan's hands, and then took cool and swelling plasters to apply, and hurriedly went to summon the imperial physician. Yan Wan was so painful that she was full of tears, and she only bit her lips and didn't say anything. The emperor was so angry that she kicked Lan Cui hard and shouted: "You are such a tricky and lazy slave, why don't you take him to the Shenzheng Department!"

Wang Chan hurriedly agreed to pull Lan Cui, who was trembling all over. The emperor comforted Yan Wan for a long time. He wanted to stay, but couldn't help but persuade Yan Wan, "Even if the emperor stays with me tonight, I'm afraid that I'm worried about my injuries and can't rest well. It's better to go back to the Yangxin Palace to sleep."

How could the emperor agree? Yan Wan said again: "If the emperor is really worried, he can leave Li Yu here to serve him. Li Yu is already careful and considerate. If there is any inappropriateness, he can report to the emperor in time."

The emperor was also afraid that he would stay here, so Yan Wan was not allowed to rest in everything, so she gave her a few instructions and left Li Yu and got up.

That night, the emperor slept poorly in the Palace of Heart. He called Wanpin to serve him, but as soon as he met, he stopped dressing up, but he was taciturn, and he was both annoyed and laughed, "What? Are you so scared when you see me? You don't want to say anything."

Wanpin was at a loss, "I...I haven't been in bed for many years, for fear that I'm not proper enough..."

The emperor smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it. I have summoned you here because you are an old man in the palace and can chat at night. Since you are so cramped, I will ask someone to send you back to the palace."

Wanpin's face was red and had to leave without saying a word. The emperor was flirting with a slight slightest, Jinzhong laughed apologized and said, "Emperor, Wanpin is getting older and should not serve her. Why not call another little master to serve her?"

The emperor waved his hand and said impatiently: "Why am I worried about who will serve you? I just want to find someone to talk to you." Jin Zhong wanted to speak but stopped. The emperor glanced at him, "You have the most ideas on weekdays, and you can just say something."

Jin Zhong bowed quickly and said, "Emperor, there is actually someone who has been waiting outside for a long time, and he also has something to say to the emperor."

A copper crane-shaped candlestick in front of the couch stood alone, dragging the thin shadows, making it even more sad and difficult to speak. The emperor said lazyly: "Who?"

Jin Zhong quietly looked at the emperor's face and said, "Maoqian."

The emperor suddenly sat up and said tiredly: "Let her leave the palace earlier and be more at peace. I will not care about her today's affairs."

Jinzhong quickly lay down and kowtowed, "Emperor, Maoqian said that if she didn't tell me about this, she would rather hit her head on the stone steps in front of the Yangxin Temple. Seeing that she was willing to die, she had to report to the heavens, so she had to come and report it."

The emperor was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Call her in."

Hailan returned to Yanxi Palace and it was already midnight. Ye Xin served her and took off her half-stone green embroidered white magnolia satin fox hair cloak, took the enamel openwork hand stove in her hand, and said with a distressed feeling: "I will stay with the Queen today, so let's rest quickly. The hand stove is cold. I will change it with charcoal and warm you up to sleep."

Hailan sighed: "Sister has suffered such a great grievance, so I am the only one who can accompany her to talk. You can see it yourself. After the sister was slapped, her face was swollen like that. I don't know when it will be gone."

The two were talking, but they saw Yongqi turn out of the warm-house inside and come up to invite An and said, "My mother is finally back, I'll ask my son to wait."

Seeing that he was full of concern and filial piety, Hailan was happy for a moment and was a little surprised, "You kid, you don't go back to your mansion so late. What are you doing here? You are a family and a housemate, and you are not afraid that your concubine will be thinking about it."

Yongqi hurriedly smiled and said, "I saw that I had sent a lot of sable fur and ginseng outside, so my son specially picked the best and sent it to my mother and the emperor."

When Hailan heard him mention Ruyi, she sighed and worried, "It's not very convenient for you to see your Empress Dowager now. My mother will hand over these things." She looked at her handsome son and felt a little bit of pity. "Looking at your empress Dowager, you are so filial to your Empress Dowager, it's not so convenient for my sister to love you."

Yongqi felt a little guilty and said, "My son should have gone to the emperor to ask his wife personally. But in the current situation of the emperor, my son must be more vigilant." He helped Hailan sit down, "My mother is tired, my son has just asked someone to add charcoal in the warmer hall. You should sit down and take a rest. The red date and tremella soup has just been simmered, and it is just hot."

Seeing that he was so careful, Hailan felt more comforted, so she pulled him down and said, "You have always been filial, and you all know."

Seeing that no one was around, Yongqi hesitated for a moment and whispered: "It is necessary for the mother to be rich with the Emperor's mother. But you have to be careful not to make the Emperor's mother unhappy."

Hailan waved her hand, took Ye Xintian's hand stove and held it, and said warmly: "Since you were born, my mother is a person of no favor, why bother with this?" Her face darkened slightly, and she looked a little unhesitant, "You are cautious in nature and both civil and military, and your Emperor Ama regards you as the most proud person. It is good to protect yourself, and your filial piety to your Emperor's mother does not have to be fully exposed. But inside, your Emperor's mother loves you no less than her own Yongyan, and you must understand it in your heart."

Yongqi was sweating coldly, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Why don't my son know what his mother said? But since the third brother passed away, his son is the eldest son and has to consider everything. He has a twelve-point filial piety to the Emperor's Mother, and he dares to show his 3rd part. After all, the Emperor's Mother and the Emperor Ama are not in harmony, and the son dares not get close to Yikun Palace openly."

Hailan glanced at him, and his meaning was cold, "You are a good person. If you weren't talented and cautious, you wouldn't have the weather today." She couldn't bear to see Yongqi bowing her head all the time, "The ground is wet and cold, don't kneel down. The bone-attached cervix on the legs of Qiu are more likely to occur, and they always have a faint pain, so be more careful."

Yongqi subconsciously touched the side of her leg, not caring about it, "The imperial physician always talks about the clichés, such as the lack of three yin and excessive external evil. The left is only one soybean size, and it doesn't hurt or itchy, and it doesn't matter."

Hailan sighed, "You left the palace and left the mansion and formed your own family. Even if you have a concubine to take care of you, you have to pay attention to everything." She paused, as if she remembered something, "I heard from Chenggui who followed you that you are diligent in your study and you are still diligent in your study. You are a role model, and you have to go to school... and the princes who are the concubines are also very good."

Yongqi stuttered slightly with his lips, and said calmly: "Ling Empress assists in the six palaces and is deeply favored by the Emperor Ama. My son loves several young brothers and fulfills his duties as his brother." He hesitated for a moment, and looked at Hailan with clear eyes and said: "Although my mother has a deep experience in the palace, she is not very kind. My son does this, and hopes that Empress Ling can live a good life and not damage her honor and peace."

Hailan caressed his forehead and sighed, "It's good to be strong and considerate, but don't be sure of everything. You are young and have too much planning, which will damage your mind. Besides, you have strong nature and don't even say anything about headaches and fever, but you always have to be careful of your body." She changed her tone and said tactfully, "Last time I heard you talk about the gangrene of the bone, my mother was so anxious that I asked the imperial physician. It's not important to say that it was the first Prince Yi and his son who had to be the first to be better. It's not important. You are good at riding and shooting, sleeping in the wind and hunting, and riding horses and hunting." She said, and her tone was dark, and she felt a little embarrassed. "However, the imperial physician also said that after a cold bath, greed for cold and dampness, or after a cold bath, the cold evil will take advantage of the insemination, and will also cause this disease. After all, you have to be careful of your own body."

Yongqi turned red and then smiled and said with a smile: "You can rest assured that this mother is. The son's legitimate wife, Xilin Jueluo and the side concubine, Sochouoluo, are both emperor Ama. The emperor's mother and you personally chose for their son. They are gentle, respectful and frugal, and they are really virtuous wives."

Hailan burst out laughing, lightly tapped his forehead, and cursed, "What's the guilty thing in front of my mother? Isn't you aware of your love for the legitimate wife and the side concubine? Sochouoluo is good at giving birth to a child. Most of your sons are born from her, but what you feel most distressed is Princess Hu. It's fine, but my mother is only worried about one..."

Seeing that Hailan was quite blamed, Yongqi hurriedly explained: "What my mother is worried about is that Hu is born in a humble family. She was bought by the mansion and became a princess. But she is also well-behaved, obedient and never goes beyond the rules."

Hailan couldn't help but shook her head, "As soon as my mother said this, you have so many words to argue for her, which shows that she is biased. Although princes and nobles have three wives and four concubines, you should not betray your concubine and kill your wife."

Yongqi smiled gently and cautiously, "My mom said it. My son's concubine is gentle and virtuous. Although Hu is more beautiful, she is not very outspoken. She serves her son very well and is respectful to the concubines. Have you ever heard the concubine complain? "

Hailan smiled gently, "Your concubines are all honest, and my mother also hopes that you have good friends. If you are successful, your mother will have a better life."

Yongqi was about to agree, but suddenly she smiled and hesitated, "My mom, my son really wants to be successful for the emperor mom. But there is a saying that if we only say it when we close the door, we can only say it between mother and son."

Hailan knew that he was meticulous in nature, so he tightened his mind and said, "What?"

Yongqi hesitated for a moment, as if in a difficult situation, "My mom, my son says something inappropriate. Mom and the mom are like sisters, and the mom treats his son as his own. But the twelfth brother is growing up day by day, and although his son is close to him, he must not think more. The twelfth brother is the legitimate son of the Emperor Ama, who comes from the central palace." He smiled bitterly, "With him, his son will be injustice after all. Even if he is named the prince in the future, he will only make wedding clothes for others."

The smile on the corner of Hailan's lips gradually cooled down, like the frozen snowflakes in the cold sky, shining with a cold white light. Yongqi looked at her smile, unconsciously took two steps back, lowered her head in fear and dared not speak.

Hailan's voice was not warm at all, "Kneel down!"

Yongqi dared not disobey, and she fell to the ground with her knees soft. Hailan took off the coral bead armor embedded in the golden wire on her finger, and a slap sounded crisply on Yongqi's left face, and soon fell on her right face. Her hand did not stop, and she hit her hard, tears streaming in her eyes. "If it weren't for your emperor's mother, we mother and son would have died in the Yanxi Palace back then, so where could your eyes open to see this world? If it weren't for your emperor's mother, you would be the son of an out-of-favor concubine, who would have come to care about you? You can go to the study to read

If you can learn literature and martial arts, you can win the favor of your Emperor Ama, and you can stand out among so many brothers. Who is planning for you? Nothing else, you can only keep your Emperor’s mother under your knees, and you will have the glory today! Even if you can write good calligraphy, it is your Emperor’s mother who teaches you personally. She chooses a good wife for you and starts a family and a career for you. The thoughts she has spent on you are not even comparable to the Twelfth Prince of her biological son. Now you are confused and say such disobedient words. My mother is really disappointed when she listens!"

Yongqi dared not answer the conversation. She bent down her tall body and kowtowed repeatedly, slapped herself in the face: "Don't calm down! Down's anger! My son was unfilial and was confused for a moment and said nonsense. Don't hurt your body!"

"Body?" Hailan pointed at him, her face full of tears, and sneered: "You still know your mother's body! Your mother is just a useless man. She has long lost the favor of your emperor Ama, but she has only endured it for a day. If your emperor's mother had not taken good care of you carefully, it would be difficult to raise you. Don't get honor today, and forget your origin!"

Yongqi said sadly: "My son is also confused. He always feels that he can't be as good as the twelfth brother, the pride of heaven, who is born noble. The emperor's mother loves his son, but she is just for her son to have an arm in the future."

"The twelfth prince is noble, that is his mother's noble queen, and there is nothing to fight for! If you say this, it will hit your mother's heart and slap yourself in the face. If you want to blame, you will only blame you for not being born with a good belly. Your mother has been out of favor for many years and never thought it was insulting. Because it is not a background, but a character. If you think this way, what is the difference between you and the eldest prince back then? Your elder brother has been raised by your mother for many years, but he does not want to be grateful or raised.

The grace of nurturing ended like this. Now you are the eldest son, you are the right-hand man of your emperor. If you really have that blessing, you must respect your emperor's mother as the queen and the queen, and it doesn't matter if your mother is the concubine. If you don't have that blessing, it's reasonable to be a prince and enjoy all your wealth and honor. You should be careful! Don't think you shouldn't have before you reach that position. Your elder brother, third brother and fourth brother are all the lessons of the past!"

Yongqi was sweating profusely, shook her clothes and trembled, "Don't calm down, my son understands."

"I understand?" Hailan lifted his jaw and said solemnly, "You don't understand! From the day you were born into my belly, you were being plotted by others! If it weren't for your mother and I supporting each other, I took the risk of taking some toxic drugs when I was pregnant with you to relieve your mother's grievances from the cold palace. She was with me when I gave birth to you, and I would do everything myself. You are no longer the same person in this world! So, let's not cause trouble and be at peace! Your mother and your blessings will last for a long time!"

Yongqi looked at Hailan like five thunders, and said tremblingly: "Mom, for the sake of the emperor, you actually took poison. At that time, she was still pregnant with her son. Mom..."

Hailan let go of her hand, stared at him quietly, picked up the silk, gently wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, with a gentle and firm look irresistible, "Yongqi, if people want to survive, they always have to use some methods. My mother always feels sorry for you. But you can't be suspicious about today's glory. Even if you want to suspect your mother, you can't suspect your mother! You must remember this sentence firmly!"

Yongqi cried in silence. In his memory of growing up, he rarely cried, really rarely. He choked silently, and his shoulders trembled hard. He lay in his arms, his back was like a mountain range in the dark. Hailan's hand was calmly placed on his shoulders, allowing tears to fall quietly, "Yongqi, my mother knows that when you grew up in the palace, brothers are not like brothers, and fathers and sons are more like kings and ministers. If you are more suspicious, you can be more careful. But life is not easy. If you are more suspicious of someone who has raised you, it will be punished by heaven and earth. My mother doesn't believe anyone, she only believes in your emperor's mother. The same is true for you, remember!"

Yongqi nodded heavily and vigorously, as if only in this way could Hailan's teachings be portrayed in his heart. His face was lonely and sad, "Mom, isn't the person you feel most depressed about, not your son?"

Hailan half-squatted, stretched out her hand to caress his young and full face, and vaguely identified the emperor's handsome appearance, "You and your emperor Ama looked really similar when they were young. It's a pity that he never had me in his heart, and I never had him in his heart. The person whom my mother felt most distressed was Ulanara Ruyi, Aisin Gioro Yongqi. But my mother had to understand and tell you that I have been with your emperor for a longer time and closer. The trust between us is no one to shake. My mother hopes that you understand, don't let her down or betray her if you are kind to you." She stood up and said tiredly, "Yongqi, the palace gate has already been set aside, so you can stay here to sleep, think about it carefully."

She slowly stood up, but Liu Yongqi leaned half on the warm couch's foot, tired and desolate. He griefed his body tightly and pressed the choking in the bottom of his throat, "My mom, why are you treating me like this?" The cold night of rain, knocking on the window, falling on the pane of the openwork vine pine, a stiff and monotonous sound was made. The lonely world was so rustling.

The world is lonely, and the night is silent. The emperor's eyes are slightly red, and it can be seen that he is extremely tired. He looked at the figure kneeling in front of his eyes and crawling with his body. There was a hint of undetectable hoarseness in his solemn tone, "Maoqian, you have finished your words, but I still don't believe it."

Maoqian's face turned pale, her cheeks were flushed with determination, and she crawled on the ground respectfully, "Your Majesty, if it is said that Ling Yunche's dream is not a proof, but these two silver needles and this saddle are really proof. If it weren't for the purpose of protecting the Queen's intention to kill the Eighth Prince, why did Ling Yunche hide these two silver needles and not see anyone? I have been thinking for a long time, and I have to risk my life to report it to the royal family."

The emperor was quite playful, his eyes were gloomy, and he raised the two silver needles in front of him and pondered: "The silver needle has accumulated dirt, which is an old thing. The needle hole is consistent with the hole marks under the saddle. It is indeed not a fake thing. But Maoqian, you and Ling Yunche have been resentful, and now they have deeper resentment. Even if the physical evidence is clear, I cannot believe it all."

Maoqian lowered her head for a moment, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, and she raised her head and said, "The physical evidence is here, and what the emperor cannot believe is just the evidence of the slave. I have already said that Zhao Jiuxiao also knew about the matter that day. Now that others are in the palace, the emperor will know it as soon as he asks."

The emperor did not look at her, but focused on the silver needle and said coldly: "You still have to say that? I have already told Jin Bao to bring him here." He slapped twice, Jin Bao could hear it, and led Zhao Jiuxiao into the room and knelt down.

The emperor said, "Where is Li Yu?"

Jinbao replied: "The emperor knew that Eunuch Li had a strong personal relationship with Lord Ling, and was afraid that the news would be leaked. So the slave passed on the emperor's will and asked Eunuch Li to send sacrifices to Empress Xiaoxian's Mausoleum tonight. As for the others, if the slave is there, they cannot get close to the Yangxin Palace."

The emperor raised his head and signaled him to go out. He looked at Zhao Jiuxiao, who was shrunk coldly and said, "You know what you are doing, right?"

Zhao Jiuxiao was facing the saint for the first time, and was already dizzy as if he was in a dream. When he reached the brilliant palace and pavilion, his whole body was soft and drunk. He fell to the ground in fear, and kowtowed repeatedly, and said with his tongue: "I am ignorant, but I am not aware of it."

The emperor regarded him as if he was under the eyes, so he was willing to spend a word or sentence easily. Mao Qian was obedient and pointed to the things on the ground and said, "Zhao Jiuxiao, do you always recognize this saddle?"

When Jiuxiao saw the saddle, his heart trembled, and suddenly woke up a lot, and shook his head continuously.

Mao Qian didn't realize that he would not admit it easily, and he sneered without realizing it: "Will the emperor still not know about the matter between you and Ling Yunche? The emperor has already understood the injury of the Eighth Prince's Horse Farm. But I just want to ask you for nothing, just look at whether you are loyal to the Qing Dynasty. Do you still dare to deceive the emperor?"

Jiuxiao was so scared that he was sweating like a slurry. But when he saw the emperor being in his heart, he thought the emperor had already known it, and said in a panic: "Old Master, this saddle slave knew that the eighth prince fell off the horse, and Ling Yunche was ordered to investigate, and then he realized that the eighth prince fell off the horse because the horse was frightened."

The emperor did not listen to his nagging and said impatiently: "The horse was frightened because two silver needles penetrated the skin under the saddle. I knew all of these. But Ling Yunche was investigated by my will, but he never reported it to me. Why is this?"

Jiuxiao was dumbfounded and said dazedly: "Do the emperor know everything? Then... the other things, I don't know."

Maoqian's voice was shivering, like a rusty blade rustled with eardrums, "Would you not know? You are his brother and sister, I am just a ragged shirt. You don't know what he did? Who did he hide these things for? For whom Ling Yunche, that bastard, dared to deceive the emperor! You can do it!"

Jiuxiao suddenly changed his expression, but he disdained, "A man who cried and thieves thought that if he stole the saddle and silver needle, he could frame his husband? No wonder Ling Yunche looked down on you over the years, and I wouldn't like me!" He said to the emperor with courage: "The emperor has good intentions to marry, but this shrew is unruly and unruly. If the husband is a little dissatisfied, he will stare straight, let alone if Ling Yunche returns later on duty or greets the woman next door, she will have to quarrel. The empress and Ling Yunche have been close friends for many years, and although they have repeatedly advised him to be harmonious with their husbands, they really can't stand it." Seeing that the emperor's face remained unchanged, he just listened leisurely, and became more and more courageous. "Your Majesty, this woman is jealous and jealous, and she really can't believe what she said."
To be continued...