It's hard to seal a fool

It rained all night, the rain hit the plantains outside the window, the overlapping figures in the window moved up and down, the sound of the rain drowned out the ambiguous sounds, it was only cauliflowers playing with butterflies sucking the marrow, honey-loving bees hiding their nests, when love is unwilling Cut off, the rooster sings the five o'clock.

Song Qingming was panting on the pillow in embarrassment, his body was sticky with sweat, but Zhao Xi had a relaxed and happy attitude, as if all the burdens of the imperial city had been lifted overnight.

He pinched Song Qingming's waist with his fingers, followed the trend, and hugged her tightly from behind contentedly, Song Qingming also let him go.

"Go to bed after a night of trouble. I have to go to the palace later, and I have another busy day."

"Don't worry, stay alert." Zhao Xi closed his eyes half-closed, wondering what he was thinking.

Now that the crown prince is still lying on the couch, the idea of ​​the veterans is to be called the new emperor first. As for the ascension to the throne and other matters, they will be postponed for further discussion. All major affairs in the court will be taken care of by Zhao Xi. A virtuous king, acting as an agent of the government.

Outsiders may see that the virtuous king is in the limelight, but in fact, only Song Qingming knows how many burdens are on Zhao Xi's body at this critical moment.He was keenly aware that Zhao Xi seemed to be hiding something from him, but Zhao Xi didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.Perhaps this game of power and strategy is not suitable for a warrior like him.

It rained heavily, and the weather seemed to cool down all of a sudden.Zhao Xi got up, took a shower and changed clothes to go to the morning court.

Song Qingming practiced in the courtyard as usual, and originally planned to visit Song Qingshu in Dali Temple, thinking that the cowardly Dali Temple minister would send someone to deliver the screening results, so he waited first.

For some reason, although they are not fully sure now, the imperial doctors have proved that the new emperor is not suffering from smallpox, but this news is not known to the world, and the person in charge of the Jinwu Guard who was implicated is still in prison.

Gyeonggi is already a muddy water that has been disturbed, and Zhao Xi seems to want to involve everyone in it.

The carriage rumbled away from Prince Xian's mansion, the dark guards were driving the carriage, Haiyan sat in the front, opened the curtain and looked in, "My lord, the news that I just arrived this morning was caught by the people waiting at Xiaoguan."

Zhao Xi was falling asleep, when he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like torches.

"It seems that the time has come."

Song Qingming swung the saber straight into the ground.

He raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat. After calculating the time, Zhao Xi should have returned from court. Speaking of which, if there hadn't been the destruction of the vanguard army, he would have been able to go to court with Zhao Xi today with his rank, but now he can only go to court with Zhao Xi. In the courtyard, he danced with a broadsword in the air, and there was nowhere to use his good martial arts, which suddenly felt funny.

It's no wonder that Zhao Xi never wanted him to share in the affairs of the court. Even though the new emperor knew his talents, he never entrusted him with important tasks.On the day he returned to Beijing, Ning Rong said plainly that Qian Ting had been sent to guard Hexi, but he was unaware of it.

Sure enough, a defeated general who can bury three thousand comrades in the yellow sand will not be reused.

Song Qingming suddenly hated himself very much.

As the sun rose gradually, the concierge came to report that it was the Dali Temple Minister's visit.

"I'll go take a look."

"Song San Gongzi, why are you here?" In the hall, the minister of Dali Temple smiled and bowed, "I am going down to the court, and I can't see the prince in a blink of an eye. Hurry up and come here."

"He's probably gone to the East Palace." Song Qingming took the paper and glanced up and down.

At the same time, Zhao Xi propped his head on one hand in the side hall, flipping through the royal roster lazily.

"My lord, too...Your Majesty called you over." Haiyan pulled out a paper from his sleeve, "The secret guard took a screening list from Dali Temple, please have a look at it."

Zhao Xi took it, glanced at it briefly, and suddenly stopped on one of the prominent names, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

For a long time, Haiyan waited on the side and didn't hear a sound. He raised his eyes to see that Zhao Xi just silently gathered the paper, put it in the royal register, and sighed softly.

"Why is Princess Anhe listed on the list?" In the palace, Song Qingming suddenly raised his head and looked at the Minister of Dali Temple.

"This, this, I don't know."

A few thin sheets of paper clearly recorded the dignitaries Zhao Jin had met in the past few days before the onset of illness.Before they set off for the hot spring villa, Princess Anhe met the prince by chance in a teahouse and presented him with a sachet with his own hands.

Others might not notice the difference, but Song Qingming knew a thing or two about An He's attitude towards Qin Shou.Although she never expressed the idea of ​​resisting this marriage, she would not take the initiative to give a token of love.

Song Qingming suddenly became uneasy, why, could it be her.

"Prepare the horse." He put away the paper.

"Young Master Song...?"

Song Qingming walked out, "I'm going to the East Palace!"

The red horse ran across the street, Song Qingming held a token all the way to avoid pedestrians.The car curtain swayed with the bumps, revealing the street scene. Zhao Xi could hear children playing and playing, vegetable sellers walking in front of the road, and women accompanying them to wash their clothes. His eyes were heavy and sleepy, and suddenly he heard a familiar voice.

"Zhao Xi!"

Song Qingming ordered the horse to jump down and opened the curtain.There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was still panting. Looking at each other, Zhao Xi understood in surprise.

"I am fine."

"Princess—" Song Qingming murmured.

"I know."

Song Qingming was suddenly exhausted, jumped into the car and lowered the curtain, and simply lay down beside Zhao Xi, with a low voice that could not conceal his loss. "So you already knew."

"No, I just found out." Zhao Xi patted his head and smiled faintly, his cold expression seemed to melt away like snow.He took out a roll of royal roster from the side and handed it to Song Qingming.

"You are much smarter than Dali Siqing." He heard Zhao Xi say this.

Song Qingming was taken aback, opened the file and read it, it probably said Zhao Anhe, in small characters Ying Lian, her biological mother was originally a witch from Yunnan, she was not allowed to enter the palace gate, Zhao Yinglian was admitted in the ninth year of Anyuan The palace was raised under the name of the old concubine Jin, and was named the princess of Anhe.

"Her mother is from Yunnan. Is this the connection you are looking for with Yunnan?" Song Qingming raised his head.

"The imperial doctor guessed that what His Majesty is targeting may be a kind of Gu in Yunnan. The child Gu enters the body and the mother Gu is in hand, so that the time of poisoning can be controlled."

"She followed us to the Hot Spring Villa, because she wanted to get rid of her relationship..."

"Yes."

Song Qingming paused for a while, but he still didn't expect that when he first met Zhao Anhe, under her obedient and deceitful appearance, there was such a scheming and means hidden.

"Is it really her?"

"Children of the royal family, there is no one who can emerge from the mud and not be stained."

Song Qingming looked at Zhao Xi, who still looked calm and breezy, as if nothing or anyone was worth his extra emotions, but he knew that under the cold shell of the person in front of him, there was still a living heart beating. heart of.

"You are different from her."

"Well, it's different?" Zhao Xi smiled lightly. "It's actually the same, it's just different for you."

Song Qingming hugged Zhao Xi's neck, bit his lips and kissed him. "I treat you differently."

Zhao Xi hugged his back, the carriage bumped, their hearts were beating together, violently and vividly.

The author says:

The collection has exceeded [-]! !grateful! !This book is my first full-length novel, everyone has merit from the dragon (not), thank you for watching me write it little by little, from the beginning with nothing, to the top of the new list, Until the signing of the contract is approved, now I am climbing the trending reading list and trying my best to collect the number of favorites into v. I feel a bit like being cultivated hahahaha. Although I have been very busy recently, I must try to update it as much as possible?