MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 334
Chapter 334
The maid next to the queen mother led a little boy about four or five years old, with big clear and clear eyes, looking at Song Jiyun innocently.
She felt a "thump" in her heart.
Isn't this the little boy she met at the door of the wing that day?
"Miss Song." The maid beside the queen mother smiled politely, "The imperial concubine likes to use her own people, so I will entrust you, Your Highness."
As soon as the little boy heard this, he threw himself on Song Jiyun, hugged her waist, and buried his head in her abdomen.
Song Cumulus is speechless.
What kind of luck is she? When I went out to get a food box, I met Concubine Wan Gui; when I went out to take a breath, I met the eldest son of the emperor.
She doesn't want to be noticed.
She just wants to be a mushroom in the corner.
Song Jiyun turned his head quickly, thinking about how to refuse this errand, but suddenly found that the little boy who was throwing himself on him was shaking all the time.
The boy is scared!
Thousands of words suddenly condensed in Song Jiyun's throat.
She couldn't help but reached out and stroked the boy's soft hair.
"I thank Miss Song first." The maid hurriedly blessed her when she saw her, and hurriedly left the West Palace with the little maid who led her.
Song Jiyun smiled wryly.
If there is anything she cannot refuse, it is a child.
"Have you eaten?" She asked the eldest son of the emperor in a gentle voice, "Where are the little eunuchs and maids serving by your side?"
Even if it is an ordinary child, when he is a guest at someone's house, he still has to bring a water glass and explain his habits, let alone a prince.
They left him here like this, her eyes were darkened, and she didn't know how to arrange for this child.
"They, they were stopped outside the palace by the imperial concubine," the little boy stammered, "The empress dowager said, tell me not to eat anything. Even water, don't even take a sip."
Song Jiyun was silent for a while.
I really want to ask, isn't her place Anxi Palace?
Seeing that the child's lips were peeling, she poured half a cup of residual tea from her teapot and handed it to the eldest son of the emperor: "Moisturize your throat."
The eldest son of the emperor did not doubt it, picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth.
Song Jiyun found another bag of mung bean cakes from the cupboard: "You need to pad your stomach first."
She has to find someone to ask the queen mother, what does the eldest son of the emperor eat and drink these days?
The eldest son of the emperor was devouring his snacks. Song Jiyun wanted to go to the door to ask the little maid who had arranged to serve her, but as soon as she took a step, the eldest son of the emperor stopped eating immediately like a vigilant hamster, and stared at her with wide eyes, timidly. Authentic: "You, where are you going?"
The color of fear is beyond words.
What kind of life did this child live in the past!
Song Jiyun's heart ached, and he comforted him: "I'll go find a little maid and see if the Empress Dowager has any other arrangements." She was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so she explained: "For example, where can I get your sleeping quilt?" Mattresses? Should I ask someone to go to the Empress Dowager for a change of clothes, or let someone from the needlework bureau bring over new ones."
The eldest son of the emperor laughed when he heard this.
Brows and eyes are curved, very docile and well-behaved: "The empress dowager said, let me wear yours. She will return it to you."
Great lover's family has everything arranged.
Song Jiyun has always kept the adult's grievances away from involving children, she said with a smile: "Then I will wrong you to wear my old clothes."
He nodded seriously, and said: "I often wear old clothes of Eunuch Zhang, I like to wear old clothes."
Eunuch Zhang should be the **** who secretly raised him.
Song Jiyun almost burst into tears when he heard that.
After he had eaten his snacks, she wiped the child's face with a handkerchief she hadn't used, changed into the middle coat she bought at a high price from a court lady, and let the child take a nap.
It's just that he was restless when he took a nap, and kept pulling at the corner of her clothes. Whenever she moved, he would be startled.
Song Jiyun felt even more distressed.
But after thinking about it, she took out all the snacks in the cupboard and marked them, and she planned to let the child eat these snacks for a few days before talking.
Fortunately, the **** next to the empress dowager came to take away the eldest son of the emperor that night.
Song Cuiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the famous "suspect is poisonous" dialogue from Aunt Chang and others.
Concubine Wan Gui quarreled with the emperor again precisely because of this matter.
Song Jiyun had a splitting headache, racking his brains to figure out how to get out of this vortex.
Yuan Yunzhong has returned to Beijing.
She still heard it from Aunt Chang: "Amitabha! Lord Xiao Yuan is finally back. The emperor will definitely keep Lord Xiao Yuan for lunch, so the empress and the emperor don't have to quarrel. We can all rest for a day. "
Song Jiyun was stunned.
Aunt Chang smiled and said: "This is the usual practice. When Mr. Xiao Yuan returns to Beijing, the emperor will keep him for dinner. He never talks about the emperor's harem. The imperial concubine and empress like him very much. Only the emperor eats with him. The imperial concubine and empress will not chase after the emperor." Ask. The emperor likes to eat with Lord Xiao Yuan very much. Sometimes he obviously went to other places, and he said that he went to eat with Lord Xiao Yuan."
Song Jiyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Then there's no time to show your secrets?"
Aunt Chang told her quietly: "The imperial concubine is like a mirror in her heart, she just doesn't want to expose the emperor."
The atmosphere in Anxi Palace is much better.
Song Jiyun thought about how to meet Yuan Yunzhong.
King Ning poured dirty water on her body, but it was Xiang Zhuang's sword dance, aimed at Pei Gong, and aimed at Yuan Yunzhong.
She had to remind him and discuss with him what she should pay attention to.
Unexpectedly, at night, Aunt Chang would come to her happily: "You should be able to leave the palace in a few days. I heard from the **** on duty in Qianqing Palace that Master Xiao Yuan asked about you when he was having dinner with the emperor." , and said that he is willing to give you a guarantee that the porcelain of your Song family will never be contaminated with filth, and let the emperor give you a chance to prove your innocence."
Sure enough, Yuan Yunzhong understood her.
Song Cumulus breathed a sigh of relief.
The grievances I had felt for so many days disappeared all of a sudden.
"Lord Xiao Yuan is back, and the emperor is in a good mood." Aunt Chang continued, "After listening to what Master Xiao Yuan said, she waved her hand to Master Xiao Yuan at the beginning, so that Master Xiao Yuan doesn't have to be so troublesome, and the emperor can just issue the imperial edict directly. Mr. Xiao Yuan tactfully refused. He said, since the emperor has ordered the three divisions to interrogate, how could he, as a close minister of the emperor, let the emperor lose face in front of the courtiers. Mr. Xiao Yuan also said that not only the trial, but also the The trial should be made public so that everyone can know that the emperor is not only wise and powerful, but also impartial and impartial, and he is a sage king who can be remembered in history."
This is a saying.
Song Jiyun felt that there was a reason why Yuan Yunzhong became a third-rank member at a young age.
"The emperor is very happy to hear that." Aunt Chang pursed her lips and smiled, "Ask Mr. Xiao Yuan, if you want to help prepare something? In case your porcelain fails to be fired during the public trial of the third division, wouldn't you let me People saw the joke. I have to announce that the pottery supervisor from Jingdezhen will come over and give you a confession in advance, and first find a place for you to burn a kiln of sacrificial porcelain."
(end of this chapter)
