After rebirth, I made the princes cry

Before Sikong Yuehu could walk out of the Qianyang Gate, Yingshu hurriedly called him. When he turned around, a strong north wind swept away the moisture accumulated on the glazed tiles. He felt wet on his temples and his dark green eyes filled with tears. There seemed to be a hint of impatience, and his fair face was even more frosty. He slightly raised his sharp chin, and looked at the figure in green clothes and Qingshang, standing ten steps away and one step in front.

Yingshu took another half step back, otherwise she would have to try hard to raise her cheeks to prevent her eyes from appearing too evasive.

If she wanted to ask for something, she had to show her sincerity and let Sikong Yuehu see her sincere eyes.

"Your Highness, I want Princess Qinghe to stay in Zhaoyang Palace for a short period of time."

To convince Sikong Yuehu, it is best not to beat around the bush, but to be open and honest. This is the realization that Ying Shu herself couldn't tell when.

"Zhaoyang Palace has been a place of disputes recently."

"No matter how hostile Mr. Zheng is to Mrs. Xie, he will never use stupid and poisonous methods to kill people. Zhaoyang Palace will not become a battlefield, and of course it will not hurt innocent people."

"Qinghe is so young that it is impossible to detect the conspiracy in advance...I understand that the foreign aid that Zhongnu Shi really wants to hire is not Qinghe."

"I really want to ask Madam Jian for help."

Yingshu's eyes met Sikong Yuehu's scrutiny. Her voice was light and fast, as if she had planned it in advance, rather than having an idea to ask for help: "After entering the palace, inexplicably, I and Her Highness the Queen We have interacted with each other directly and indirectly several times, but I am somewhat unclear about Guiren Zheng’s plans. I know that although Empress Jian is currently assisting Mrs. Xie in managing palace affairs, she often goes to Zhaoyang Palace for no reason. It will inevitably make Guiren Zheng suspect that Wangchuan Pavilion has formed an alliance with Zhaoyang Palace. This will involve His Highness in the turmoil, which is not conducive to the plan of reorganizing the Chinese army.

But Princess Qinghe has always been close to Madam Xie. Knowing that Madam Xie was upset, she thought it was reasonable to go to Zhaoyang Palace to stay for a while. If Madam was in trouble, Princess Qinghe would persuade Concubine Jian to try to solve Madam's worries. Although Guiren Zheng will be concerned, he will not make enemies of His Highness because of this. "

No matter how much Yingshu wanted to confess, it was difficult to say that Princess Qinghe's admiration for Xie Qing was "widely known". At least Zheng Guiren determined that Princess Qinghe wanted to please Mrs. It is not at stake, and Concubine Jian is clearly not optimistic that her daughter will get her wish. In order to prevent Mrs. Xie from taking advantage of Princess Qinghe's obsession with Xie Qing, which affected both Wangchuan Pavilion and Xinsu Mansion, she often went to Zhaoyang Palace to "supervise." "It's a matter of course.

"Why don't you, the middle daughter, Shi, first persuade your father to give orders to your mother and concubines?" Sikong Yuehu raised an eyebrow.

Yingshu secretly slandered "asking questions knowingly", but her eyes were still so sincere: "Empress Jian has never been involved in power struggles. Your Majesty will certainly not force it, and in His Majesty's mind, rectifying the Chinese army is more important than fighting between snipe and clam."

"But you made your own decisions and wanted me to share the risk with you?"

"I'm worried that Mrs. Xie's secrets have fallen into the trap of Mr. Zheng. Your Majesty is too focused on the big plan to take care of Mrs. Xie, so he has no choice but to punish her. It will be safer if Madam Jian is there to help her."

"You clearly don't want to be Mrs. Xie's chess piece, but you still care about her safety." The words were affirmative, but no matter how you heard them, there was a sense of ridicule.

When she asked someone for help, Yingshu had no choice but to accept the ridicule calmly: "Madam does not regard me as a pawn, but I also regard her as my relative. I have no choice but to ask for help from Your Highness. If Your Highness agrees to help, I will be able to help you if necessary in the future." , I will definitely repay this person’s kindness.”

Sikong Tong did not want to order Jian Bin to help Mrs. Xie, but he did not object to Jian Bin's participation. Of course, Ying Shu could also directly request Jian Bin, but she would definitely not be able to get around Sikong Yuehu's consent, so she chose Facing the difficulties, as for the certainty... there is no certainty at all.

Let’s try it first.

"That's all, I asked Duan Zhi to take the risk of being the boss in order to quell the chaos in Shuzhou. When he returned to Beijing in the future, I listened to your complaint that you were in trouble in the palace, but I stood idly by. Even if Duan Zhi didn't criticize me, I would If you feel embarrassed, I will tell my concubine about this."

Before Ying Shu could say thank you, Sikong Yuehu had already turned around and left. She still bowed to the proud back and breathed a sigh of relief.

This was all thanks to her capable brother, otherwise how could she have convinced Sikong Yuehu so easily? If this person had not been reborn, and he wanted to help Sikong Beichen Guchu at this moment, he would not care about Mrs. Xie's safety at all, and he would definitely not ask for trouble.

Sikong Yuehu turned towards Wangchuan Pavilion.

Jian Bin didn't expect her son to come at this time, so she glanced at the sky: "It's already dusk, why did you choose to come here at this time? It's cold, and I'm too lazy to move. The kitchen has already turned off the fire. In the past few days, dinner from the Food Department has been delivered a long time ago. If you come here at this time, not to mention the hot soup cakes, you won’t even have a bite of the soup leftovers.”

"I don't come here often, so I don't understand how my mother could have such a misunderstanding." Sikong Yuehu shook his head and explained Yingshu's request in a few words: "My father is thinking about his children and ministers, so he doesn't want to give in to me." My mother is troubled by this turmoil, but if Mrs. Xie can be safe in the inner court, it will indeed be beneficial to the overall situation, and my mother will definitely know how to act so as not to arouse the suspicion of Guizheng."

Concubine Jian leaned on the table and smiled slowly: "If Wang Wuniang begged me directly, I would not dare to agree directly. I would have to ask you what you think first. You have also determined that as long as you don't think it will hinder me, I will definitely be happy." Ministering.”

"My mother has no hostility towards Mrs. Xie, and even gets along well with her. But doesn't she look at Wang Wuniang in a different light? She can sincerely consider Mrs. Xie, which shows that her heart is not all about utilitarianism. Wang Duanzhi treats her in a different way. The evaluation is still fair.”

"Okay, I've agreed to the matter. Don't delay me any longer. I heard that the maid in your house... is holding Qin, right? She does mean it. Regardless of whether you come back to the house or not, she will always be here. She will prepare three meals a day, and it’s time to go back home and eat ready-made meals.”

Sikong Yuehu came to Wangchuan Pavilion and was ordered to be "expelled" before even having a sip of tea. This pitiful situation hardly aroused the sympathy of the palace people. They all knew that Concubine Jian was different from other concubines. He was willing to care for the prince and princess in a chattering way. His Royal Highness became busy and did not come to Wangchuan Pavilion for ten and a half days. When he finally showed up, Concubine Jian would probably say "Why are you here again?" Sometimes they even ridicule, "You are a son of a bitch, how can you be more idle than Qinghe?"

Only Ming Nuyi knew what Concubine Jian was thinking: "Your Highness rarely has great ambitions, but in the end he still misses your Majesty. Your Majesty said this to avoid Your Highness feeling guilty for not coming to pay her respects. However, Your Highness came back this time to express your gratitude." The middle daughter, Shi Xiang, begged the Empress for help. I have never seen His Highness pay such attention to a woman, so the Empress dismissed His Highness with just a few words. She was too lazy to listen to His Highness’s excuses, right?”

"Silang follows me, with a cold face and a warm heart. I won't think that he has other thoughts about Wang Wuniang." Jian Bin whispered: "Don't look at Silang like that, he is very kind to Wulang. Wulang has no other thoughts about Wang Wuniang." But you can't hide it from anyone, even Mrs. Xie knows it, but it's not hard to see that Wang Wuniang is not pregnant with her little daughter yet, and Mrs. Xie hasn't given up yet.

Let me ask you, if you had the opportunity to consider marriage, would you choose someone who doesn't know the depth of it? Or should you choose someone you are familiar with and reliable? "

"I only know that my wife will choose the latter."

Jian Bin smiled slightly and said: "Even if Wang Wuniang regards Wu Lang as her brother and confidant, the relationship between them is still close. When Wu Lang breaks through the window paper, Wang Wuniang can't bear to let Wu Lang lose. Besides, Come on, it is difficult for her to distinguish the difference between the love of relatives and friends and the love of love. Not to mention her, there are countless people in the world who are afraid that it is difficult to sort out the two emotions.

I know Shiro, he will not fight for love. What he just said was not to defend himself, but to make it clear. Although he has a good impression of Wang Wuniang, he still puts the overall situation first in his mind, and brotherly brotherhood is also the overall situation. . "

"Is your Majesty really not worried about His Highness's marriage?"

"It's useless for me to worry about many things. I might as well just let fate take its course. Mingyu, although we are master's servants, we are like sisters. We even have the same temperament. If I hadn't known in my heart that you had no worries, I wouldn't have let you do it in the first place. Follow me into the palace. I have asked you many times, but you are not willing to ask to be exempted from marrying the palace guard. This is just because you are too lazy to adapt to the unknown situation. You will be safe in Wangchuan Pavilion and you will not feel lonely. "

"Your Majesty is right." Ming Nuyi said with a smile: "Admiration is like a mirror, flowers in the water, and the moon. It is really ethereal. No matter who you rely on, I will feel more at ease than relying on your Majesty."

"There's something that I still wonder about. Back then, I clearly saw that you were in love with Code, and he was also interested in you. Although you two are both slaves, I can still make the decision to facilitate your marriage. Yes, why on earth did you suddenly become distant from him?"

Hearing Concubine Jian ask about old things, Ming Nuyi stopped laughing, but she was not sad either. She responded seriously: "I discovered by chance... Code has vanity. I know that no one is perfect, but I don't know why. , since she noticed it, she gradually lost her affection for him, so the servant said that the love is like a mirror, it dissipates too easily, and if such feelings dissipate, if they dislike each other... it will not be beneficial to themselves or others. "

Therefore, the goodwill and friendship accumulated over many years of friendship are not easy to dissipate. Wulang was lucky enough to have a childhood friend as his friend, but her Shiro was not so lucky. This kind of thing is really impossible to envy, and jealousy is useless.

"I heard from my grandma that... Baoqin is too scheming. Are you really not worried about His Highness being deceived?" Ming Nuyi suddenly asked again.

"If she could really seduce Shiro, maybe it would be a good thing, but if you look at Shiro, he doesn't bother to explain a word. I think, no matter how much scheming there is, it's like playing the harp to an ox. To say that Shiro wants to leave. It has never been a way to compete for the throne. There has to be a flaw that people can criticize. The internal slander does not harm the overall situation, but will make future monarchs more at ease. But the person holding Qin is Tian Shishe's sister. Shiro is very interested in it. She didn't mean to, and she didn't want to delay her life."

"Your Highness has too many worries."

"That's the path he chose."

Concubine Jian looked at the window on one side. The palace lantern outside the window was already lit. The silk ribbon was long and soft, swaying like a long sigh in the cold wind. The past was like a world away. In the blink of an eye, the fate was determined. It was the same for everyone, just like She once heard something - fate actually follows nature. Day and night alternate, and the seasons rotate. There is no god in the sky to preside over it. You and I both want to get rid of the fetters, but in the end you and I can only reconcile with the fetters. The obsessed person will Suffering, those who understand can enjoy themselves. What makes people make choices is not the end, but the process.