The prince dotes on his wife: a reborn peasant woman is not easy to mess with

Prince Jing paused hesitantly, as if he had just come to his senses and felt a little uneasy, "Go back to my father, I have no other intentions, it's just..."

He was so hesitant, but he seemed to be hiding something. The emperor frowned while sitting in a high position, but he also pretended to be stupid, and said cheerfully: "It's that child."

"No wonder. In the past, Jia Lun was unruly and willful and refused to recognize his third brother. Sure enough, he needs a sister-in-law. This relationship has improved."

With that said, he asked about the progress of the marriage between Prince Jing and Princess Yihua, and asked why the date was set in such a hurry.

Changing the topic like this obviously did not want to pursue the deeper meaning. Prince Jing gritted his teeth a little, but he had no choice but to do it. After all, the person sitting on top was the emperor. Even if he was a prince, he could not easily get into trouble.

After all the words, Prince Jing had accomplished nothing, and the emperor could only say lightly: "Alas, this child Jialun is so spoiled by me that he is so unruly and willful that he doesn't even listen to my orders."

After saying that, he said soothingly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, when Jia Lun comes back, I will take good care of him."

Having said that, what else could Prince Jing say?

He lowered his head and his face was ashen, but he could only pretend to be generous and said: "Father is bothering you, but it is useless for you as a minister. You have not shared your father's worries."

After saying this, the emperor's expression didn't improve much. He just nodded and said lightly: "No need to say more, you must be tired from dealing with Jialun these days. Go back and rest."

After that, the emperor said no more. Prince Jing knew it well and resigned, but he did not notice the thoughtful expression of the emperor behind him.

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A second son has a lot to think about.

Prince Jing knew nothing about this. He only knew that he had not achieved any of his goals. He returned to the palace reluctantly for a while. When he arrived in the study, he was furious. The first thing he did when he sat down was to smash things.

The counselor who came after hearing the news was so frightened that he almost didn't dare to come in.

But Prince Jing was not deaf, so how could he not hear the footsteps outside? He snorted coldly and yelled, "Who is outside?! Get in!!"

The counselor was startled and pushed open the door. Then he asked what happened. As soon as he heard King Jing describe what happened, the counselor's expression suddenly became worse.

Prince Jing was still aggrieved and said: "If you send me away with just a few words, my father is too partial!!"

After hearing this, the counselor became more and more eager to speak but stopped talking, and stopped talking but wanted to speak more.

The hesitating look made Prince Jing more and more upset. He glared at him fiercely and said coldly: "What's your expression? What's the news outside?"

When the counselor heard this, he first flattered him and said eagerly, "Your Highness is really clever. Your Highness guessed it before I even said anything."

Prince Jing looked at him coldly, with a bad feeling in his heart.

But as the master, he naturally couldn't be too anxious, so he sat down, took a sip from the tea cup, and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me. I would like to hear if there is anything worse that could make me angry." You were so scared that you looked like a ghost."

The counselor's expression was subtle, and he coughed slightly before saying: "Back to Your Highness, in fact, I just heard the news... Your Majesty, King Daorong, has done a good job in protecting the princess, and has given many rewards to her. I am still curious about how King Rong protects the princess."

Princess Jialun, now it sounds like..."

Before he finished speaking, Prince Jing had already understood, and his blood suddenly surged. He couldn't drink the tea he had just taken, and the teacup was thrown to the ground and broke into pieces.

The counselor knew this was the reaction. He was almost frightened to death and subconsciously knelt on the ground without daring to say a word.

But even if he didn't say it, Prince Jing was mentally unbalanced.

He spoke fiercely: "When I was in charge of Jialun, my father didn't reward me with anything. Now it's Xia Yechen -"

Prince Jing took a deep breath, but the anger in his chest could not be calmed down. He paced back and forth, with anger that he could not vent in his steps. Even though he always convinced himself that his father was not partial, he never expected that the emperor would cover it up. Don't cover it up.

After this news spreads, who will know how much the emperor loves this third prince from the common people? Who else will stand by him in the future and support him in seizing the crown prince position?

Prince Jing really couldn't figure out what was so good about Xia Yechen that made his father so partial. He was clearly the proud son of heaven.

As a result, everything changed on the first day Xia Yechen was found.

The counselor next to him looked at Prince Jing's resentful expression and spoke cautiously. He followed his master's wishes and felt aggrieved for him. He only said: "Your Majesty's move is too imprudent. I'm afraid Xia Yechen's spy has been planted around you. Otherwise, How could it be so blatantly partial?”

As soon as he mentioned eyeliner, Prince Jing remembered the big mistake Concubine Shu had put him into before. He suddenly became more and more jealous and said with a sneer: "Is this the king's own humiliation, or is it because of the wind blowing from my pillow?"

Although it was said that he was in Prince Jing’s palace, what Prince Jing said

He was just as bold and bold, and the counselors nearby couldn't even try to pick him up.

There was no sound in the house for a while.

On the other side, Concubine Shu, who had been hated by Prince Jing for a long time, had already heard the arrangements and rewards from the emperor.

She frowned slightly, unsure of where things were going.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, Concubine Shu also knew that when the troops came, anger would be covered up by the ground. Since the emperor had given the order, it was too late to worry about it now. It was better to do what was within her duty and avoid causing more trouble.

With this in mind, Concubine Shu summoned the eldest maid next to her and told her to go to Prince Rong's Mansion to send a message to Zhou Xiaoyuan later.

After saying this, the eldest maid was about to leave. Concubine Shu seemed to be thinking of something again and asked thoughtfully: "What happened to the maids sent back by Prince Rong's Palace a few days ago?"

The eldest palace maid also thought for a while, and then said: "Go back to your Majesty, it should be sent back to the other end of the imperial garden. Do you need a slave to inquire about the current situation?"

If it were normal, these palace ladies who did not follow the rules should have been sent to the Clothing Bureau to remember it. However, these days coincided with the renovation of the imperial garden, and many laborious tasks could not be found. Therefore, many palace ladies were demoted and violated the rules. Going to the wrong palace maid is the same as going to the Clothing Bureau.

After saying this, Concubine Shu nodded, feeling quite satisfied. At the same time, she took some rewards from her private treasury, so that the eldest maid would remember to explain clearly to Zhou Xiaoyuan, so as not to break the friendship.

Concubine Shu naturally had her own reasons for being so cautious. She did have bad intentions when she took photos of those palace maids.

But Concubine Shu never thought that their methods would be so undisguised.

This made it difficult for Concubine Shu to save face even if she wanted to. At the same time, she was also worried that Zhou Xiaoyuan would be too preoccupied.

The hard-earned trust was broken, and I was confused as to how to deal with it.