The rebirth of a concubine: Gong Du will become the Queen Mother

Jiang Shiying took Qiu Yu and others to Jingyang Palace.

Qiu Yu was a little worried: "Mother, are you a little too merciless to your concubines?"

The corners of Jiang Shiying's mouth raised slightly: "Don't worry, it'll be okay."

The more mercilessly she treats He and his concubines, the happier Lu Zhaolin will be and the more he will feel that he is standing with him.

Regarding the death of Princess Yongning, Lu Zhaolin apparently did not express his anger at the Qiang tribe, but did he really think that he had no grudges in his heart?

impossible.

It's just that he is the king of a country. From a clear perspective, the Qiang tribe did nothing wrong. They just donated a horse. It's not like the Qiang tribe asked Princess Yongning to tame the horse regardless of her ability. .

But privately, if he really didn't express his anger, how could he just seal the title of concubine?

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Two days later, the seventh prince's full moon banquet was held in the Xie Fang Palace.

When the precious concubine appeared with the Seventh Prince in her arms, she wore a ruby ​​red vetch skirt and a moonwhite feather gauze blouse. Her hair was combed into a high bun, and she wore a set of filigree-embellished hair and face.

Compared with the delicate and timid appearance before, the precious concubine who is now a mother has a bit of romantic charm.

"I am here to see Your Majesty." The precious concubine bowed down.

"No need." Lu Zhaolin said, "Bring the Seventh Prince over and show me."

The precious concubine hugged the seventh prince and walked to his side.

Lu Zhaolin took the child from her arms and suddenly changed his arms. The seventh prince was also scared, but still smiled.

Lu Zhaolin looked at him, and the corners of his lips curved up unconsciously, saying, "You raised him extremely well."

The precious concubine smiled and said: "This is my concubine's job, and I don't deserve your Majesty's praise."

Lu Zhaolin nodded to her and said warmly: "I have chosen the word Qizhou as his name."

"Qizhou." The precious concubine recited it twice in a low voice, and then said with a smile in her eyes, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name."

Although today was the home of the precious concubine, the other concubines could not see that she was more beautiful than the one in front of them. One by one, they stepped forward, teasing the seventh prince and saying auspicious words.

"The seventh prince's eyebrows are really exquisite."

"You will definitely be a handsome young man when you grow up."

"Look at this skin, it's white, tender and cute, but it's really painful."

Among the concubines in the palace, only Jiang Shiying and Concubine Yu stood far away and did not come forward.

"If Sister Yufei is envious, why not give birth to one yourself?"

The woman's soft whisper rang in her ears. Concubine Yu raised her head and looked into Jiang Shiying's eyes.

What kind of eyes are those? Like mountains and seas, clouds and fog, elusive.

She frowned and said nothing, but heard Jiang Shiying continue: "There's no telling whether the sixth prince will fall into my sister's belly again."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Zhaolin called her loudly: "Ah Ying, come and take a look at Xiao Qi, you are his savior."

The concubines around him, no matter how unhappy they were, still had to make way for this beloved concubine.

With a smile on her face, Jiang Shiying responded and walked over slowly.

Concubine Yu stood there, looking at her back, gently stroking her belly with her hand, wondering what she was thinking.

Jiang Shiying stood on the left hand side of Lu Zhaolin, and together with him, they teased the seventh prince for a while.

This posture makes them look like a family of three, and the precious concubine next to them becomes superfluous.

She is also very well-behaved, always smiling and never showing the slightest hint of displeasure.

At this time, a small figure stepped forward, it was the fifth prince.

Just listen to him say: "Father, father, Xiao'er also wants to see his younger brother."

Lu Zhaolin asked someone to bring the cradle over and put the seventh prince into the cradle.

The fifth prince sat on the edge of the cradle. After looking at it for a moment, he raised his head and said, "He is so small. Can Xiao'er touch him?"

As soon as these words came out, the precious concubine's heart suddenly rose.

Lu Zhaolin said: "Of course you can, but you have to do it gently."

The fifth prince nodded: "Xiao'er will be careful."

Then, he stretched out his little hand, reached into the cradle, and rubbed the seventh prince's face.

After he took his hand back, the precious concubine's heart finally fell.

The fifth prince asked: "When can seventh brother play with Xiao'er?"

Lu Zhaolin touched the top of his head and said, "When your seventh brother can walk and run, he can play with you. Will Xiaoer be a good brother who takes care of his younger brother?"

"Xiao'er will be here!" The fifth prince nodded heavily, then turned to look at Jiang Shiying and said with a bright smile: "When the eighth brother is born in Concubine Chun's belly, Xiao'er will take good care of him and take him to play with him. .”

Jiang Shiying's eyebrows curved: "Then Concubine Chunmu will thank Xiao'er for him first."

The seventh prince was young after all, so he was quickly carried back to Yikun Palace.

After that, there were rounds of singing, dancing and banquets in the hall, which was very lively.

Jiang Shiying took advantage of the time to change her clothes and found a secluded place outside the palace to breathe.

This is the corner of the corridor, surrounded by flowers and trees. If you don't make any sound, you can hardly see anyone standing here. It is really a good place to hide.

After standing for about half a cup of tea, Qiu Yu was about to ask her if she wanted to return to the banquet when she heard voices not far away.

There was infinite hatred and dissatisfaction in that voice.

"Seventh brother, eighth brother? Ha! Take care of your younger brother? Play with your younger brother? I just want to send them to death!"

Then, it was "Die! Die! Die!" repeated countless times.

This voice is very familiar, I have heard it many times in Jingyang Palace.

Qiu Yu opened her eyes wide and covered her mouth to avoid making any noise accidentally.

After a while, a female voice sounded: "Fifth Prince, are you here?"

The angry voice before suddenly became lively and cheerful: "Sister Peilan, I'm here."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and then Peilan's voice: "Why did your Highness run out alone?"

The fifth prince's voice was childlike and cute: "There is nothing interesting about the banquet."

Peilan said: "Why aren't the people around His Highness following you? Everyone should tighten their grip."

The fifth prince begged, "I didn't want them to follow me. Sister Peilan, don't blame them."

After the footsteps of the two people faded away, Qiu Yu looked at Jiang Shiying, with a look of shock on her face.

Jiang Shiying rubbed her face and said, "Come back to your senses."

Qiu Yu quickly tried to straighten her expression.

"Go back." Jiang Shiying said, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we get back to Jingyang Palace."

When Jiang Shiying returned to the table, the fifth prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince were already gathered together. They didn't know what they were talking about, but they all seemed very happy.

Qiu Yu tried her best to control herself and not look in his direction.

After the full moon banquet, Lu Zhaolin returned to Yikun Palace with his precious concubine.

This surprises no one. The precious concubine has never made any big mistakes, and she was quite favored before. Lu Zhaolin will naturally give her this basic decency.

In Jingyang Palace.

While Qiu Yu was drying Jiang Shiying's hair, she talked about what happened to the fifth prince today.

"Your Majesty, I really can't believe that the fifth prince looks like this in private. He still looks like a child, almost like an evil ghost Shura." Qiu Yu couldn't help but shudder when she said this.

When she heard the fifth prince's voice just outside the Xiefang Palace, at that moment, she felt that the hairs all over her body stood up. It was a warm spring night, but I felt as if there were gusts of cold wind surrounding me.

Jiang Shiying's voice was calm: "Where can I raise any real children in this palace?"

Qiu Yu still found it difficult to accept: "How old is he?"

Jiang Shiying said: "Just think of him as precocious."

"Precocious wisdom shouldn't be like this." As she spoke, Qiu Yu suddenly stopped moving and her face straightened: "My Lady, did the fifth prince do that chestnut cake incident on purpose?"

Jiang Shiying raised her eyes and glanced at her, and said, "Nine times out of ten."