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Chapter 255 News of Li Zhao's Death
"Chang, His Highness the eldest grandson?"

Song Qingyue looked at the people who came to take her back to Beijing, she was so surprised that she almost forgot to salute.

She never thought that the person who came to pick her up to Beijing would be him!

Zeng Maozhi stood aside with his head down, full of guilt.

He never thought that when he went to find Dudu Tian, ​​Dudu Tian agreed to the matter without hesitation, and then turned around and told His Royal Highness the news about the concubine.

Dudu Tian is the former Ministry of Duke Wei, he knows it!The concubine couldn't think of it, how could he not think of it?

This is their mistake, they have underestimated the deposed prince's movements too much in the past few years!

It was also the first time for Li Sheng to look closely at Song Qingyue at close range. This time, his gaze seemed to be glued to her body. He stared blankly at her for a while, and subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit before he managed to recover. There was a malicious smile on the corner of her mouth: "Siblings and sisters. Really... well-deserved reputation."

"His Royal Highness, Wan An!"

Song Qingyue hurriedly bowed her head in salute.

"Siblings and sisters don't need to be polite." Li Sheng stretched out his hand to support her slender arms, glanced up and down Song Qingyue's whole body, leaned forward unconsciously, and moved a few inches closer to Song Qingyue, saying: "Listen to Dudu Tian, ​​brother and sister don't A few days ago, I went to Shandong to look for Ah Zhao, and I caught a cold on the way, so I came here to recuperate. Are you in good health?"

Song Qingyue felt extremely uncomfortable being looked at by his eyes.

"It's not healed yet." She stroked her forehead and pretended to stagger, but Li Sheng actually took a step forward, grabbed her waist, and just hugged her like that, not letting go.

The four jades standing beside Song Qingyue watched His Highness Changsun's move in shock, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.Song Qingyue secretly slapped these maidservants several times in her heart.

After all, it's not a confidant, what's the use of not helping them at this time!
"My hall will help you get into the car."

"No, no need, Your Highness, I can go by myself!"

"Hey! Brother and sister don't need to refuse, you can't stand still anymore."

Li Sheng stared at Song Qingyue, smiled, handed the sword in his hand to the guard beside him, put his arm around Song Qingyue's waist with one hand, and grabbed her slender arm with the other, almost carrying her towards the gate of the villa.

Song Qingyue struggled with embarrassment, and whispered: "His Royal Highness, please respect yourself! This is not in line with etiquette!"

Li Sheng sneered, approached Song Qingyue's face, and said in a low voice: "Speaking of which, this son has not thanked Miss Song San for saving her life."

"It's been two or three years, Your Highness doesn't need to worry about it!"

Li Sheng looked down at her fair little face, his eyes were full of undisguised greed.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered: "If I hadn't hurt my eyes at the beginning, I didn't know Miss Song San is so beautiful, maybe I would go to Mr. Song's residence to ask for her younger siblings."

"His Highness, Grandson!" Qiu Shi stepped forward, separated Li Sheng with brute force, and protected his mistress behind him, "Please respect Your Highness, Grandson." He clasped his fists and said respectfully.

Yuqi came back to her senses, stepped forward to support Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue glanced at her extremely dissatisfied, Yuqi lowered her head, thinking about how to save the situation after returning home.

"Ha, Li Zhao's good dog is really sincere." Li Sheng raised the corners of his lips nonchalantly, stared at Song Qingyue's eyes, and said word by word: "Sister and sister, you can stand firm. There is news that I have to tell For you. Ah Zhaota, near Heze, encountered a mudslide on the road and fell into the river to his death."

"Falling into the river?" Song Qingyue was stunned.

"What fell into the river, what died? Which river?" Song Qingyue shook her head lightly, with tears in her eyes, as if she didn't believe it at all.

"Yellow River. The corpse that was just found the day before yesterday is already on the way back to Beijing." When Li Sheng said this, he was not sad at all, and there was even a hint of joy in his tone.

Yuqi's hand holding Song Qingyue trembled slightly, and Song Qingyue gave her another hard look, but Yuqi couldn't hide the panic in her heart anymore.

The son is gone?His Royal Highness is gone, what about the Princess Concubine?
They just got out of the sea of ​​suffering, are they going to fall into another quagmire?

Song Qingyue had already slapped this bullshit eldest grandson 180 times in her heart.

No wonder, no wonder General Tian, ​​Commander Feng, and even His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess are unwilling to get involved. No wonder this Li Sheng is so arrogant that he doesn't even bother to hide his wretchedness.

So it was because of the news of Li Zhao's death!

"No, he won't die, you have found the wrong person!" She said firmly, she shook off Yuqi's trembling hand, and strode forward angrily, "He won't die!"

This sentence seems to be said to myself, but also seems to be said to the people around me.

Li Sheng twirled his fingers with lowered eyes, the smooth and tender touch of the beauty's skin seemed to still remain on his fingertips, he smiled nonchalantly, and followed Song Qingyue unhurriedly.

Staring at her back, my heart is full of humiliation and unwillingness since my father was deposed. I have been aggrieved in the past few years. How can such a beautiful woman in front of me be cheap Li Zhao?

She should be his, and everything should be his, including the East Palace, including the throne!
That's right, Li Zhao's body has not been found yet, only the jade belt of the prince's son was found on the mudflats on the river bank, but it will be found soon!

They have sent a large number of people to search along the banks of the Yellow River. If they are found, if they are still alive, they will be killed.

~
In a Dragon King Temple by the Yellow River, Li Zhao changed into a coarse cloth bunt and sat by a pile of firewood to warm up the fire.

He took out a ball of soaked paper from the lining pocket of his clothes, and unfolded it carefully. The paper was soaked by the river water, leaving only half a little bastard.

The broken note flickered in the flickering firelight, and Li Zhao's eyes also flickered. Thinking of the soft little woman, she was asking him fiercely in his mind why he didn't go back. He hugged his waist aggrievedly and said that he missed him.

Thinking of Song Qingyue, Li Zhao felt sour all over his heart.

What a mess, the golden crown and jade belt were washed away by the river, but the two aprons that were next to her body were still there, but the fragrance of the moon was soaked away by the river.

Oh shit!

Damn assassin!
Li Zhao had just suffered his fourth interception these days.

There were about fifty bandits, dressed in rags, but all of them were strong and strong, holding well-made sharp knives. Seeing the money Li Zhao threw out, they were unmoved in the slightest, and they rushed towards Li Zhao desperately. Jumping on his body, he looked like a well-trained professional killer.

What's even worse is that a few policemen from the Liaocheng county government actually attacked him behind his back!

what does this mean?
This means that these murders were acquiesced by the one in the palace!
Li Zhao has always known that his grandpa Huang, besides being a grandpa, also has the word "Huang" in front of it.

He has always known that the kindness in grandpa's eyes is conditional and limited.

But if this kind of thing really happened, who would feel uncomfortable?
Grandpa Huang is paving the way for the great emperor and grandson Li Sheng.

The bricks they stepped on were his life, the blood of Su Wangfu.

There were corpses lying all around, with blood splattered everywhere.

"Your Highness, this subordinate is incompetent, the assassin committed suicide with poison!" Wan Quan knelt on one knee and clasped his fists in pleading guilty.

Li Zhao supported his injured shoulder, glanced at Wan Quan whose face was half covered with blood, handed the blood-stained sword to Lin Wanfu to wipe it clean, and said calmly: "Forget it, someone in the palace wants to kill me, who can stop me?" Stay?" He took out a cotton napkin from his sleeve and handed it to Wan Quan, "Take it, wipe it off."

Wan Quan gratefully took out the cotton napkin and carefully wiped off the blood on his face.

"How many of us died?" Li Zhao asked again.

"Fifteen. Another twenty brothers were wounded."

"Ha, it's really costly!" Li Zhao spat out the blood that splashed into his mouth, his eyes were full of killing intent.

After thinking for a long time, he looked at the rushing mountain stream beside the road, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Take off your clothes and put them on the ground. They want the life of this son, so you might as well die for them." !"

He took out Prince Wang's little gold seal, threw it to Wan Quan, asked him to put it on the body, walked a few steps, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Quan Fuke is back?"

"Not yet!" Lin Wanfu nodded.

"Leave someone alone, take care of him, let's go to Dengzhou!"

~

When Song Qingyue returned to the palace, the household order of the palace was already preparing Bai Fan and Mai Yi!
Even though she knew that Li Zhao's scourge would be fine, seeing the white mourning hall still made her dizzy.

Angrily, she stepped forward and tore off the huge "Dian" character in the center of Xiguang Hall.

The elder of the family order quickly stepped forward to stop him, before he could open his mouth, Song Qingyue sternly asked: "Your Majesty is fine, who allows you to prepare for the funeral?"

Master Jialing's beard turned white, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Song Qingyue, tearfully saying, "Concubine Shizi, you, my condolences! Your Highness, Your Highness... hey!"

Song Qingyue stretched out her foot and kicked Master Jia Ling out a few times, then turned around and pulled out Qiu Shi's saber, pointed at Jia Ling and said, "I told you, Your Highness is not dead, are you deaf? Deafness will let the clan Get someone else in the house! Get out!"

She almost stayed up all night, and after shouting a few words, her voice became hoarse.

Qiu Shi helped the old man up, and persuaded him to leave: "Boss, don't mind, she is the concubine, she..."

"Xiaoqiu, the old man understands! The concubine and His Royal Highness have a deep relationship, so it's understandable that she couldn't accept it for a while. Hey, it's a pity that you are young and haven't even had a child yet. You, you should persuade me more. Concubine Shizi, call her, take care of your health, don't be too sad."

Although the old man has no sense of presence on weekdays, he still has feelings for the palace and His Royal Highness. The old man limped away wiping away his tears.

Song Qingyue threw Qiu Shi's steel knife on the ground, and made a bang, which echoed in the empty hall.

A burst of dizziness hit her, she swayed, and was supported by Nanny Bai who arrived in time.

"Mommy, help me sit for a while."

She was exhausted and her eyes turned black, but this had nothing to do with the news of Li Zhao's death. The villain's big boss had a very long life bar, so he wouldn't be so easy to bring along. It was purely anemia plus hypotension and hypoglycemia.

Yuqi brought the herbal tea made of mangosteen and bergamot: "Concubine Shizi, you..."

"Don't say sorry! Our Highness is living well!" She slapped the table and shouted, took two sips to moisten her throat, and said: "Bring the breakfast, I will use it here."

The concubine Shi Zi was here, and the servants who arranged the mourning hall in the hall did not dare to continue, but they also dared not go out, each with white lanterns in their hands, and Bai Ling stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

Not long after, the female family members in the backyard heard that the concubine Shi Zi had returned to the mansion, and they flocked to the Xiguang Hall on the East Road, but they saw that the concubine Shi Zi was eating and drinking.

"She...couldn't be crazy?"

"Heh, from the much-loved imperial concubine to a widow suddenly, who wouldn't be crazy?"

Small discussions sounded in the hall, and suddenly a yin and yang female voice sounded sharply: "Hey, Princess Concubine! Your Highness is gone, and you still have the heart to eat and drink here. You are worthy of His Royal Highness's affection for you." What? In my opinion, you should kill yourself now and be buried for His Highness!"

Song Qingyue put down her chopsticks, and Yuping brought the spittoon. She rinsed her mouth, wiped her lips with a cotton towel, and then slowly raised her head.

Oh, it turned out to be Tian Xuefang, long time no see.

"So it's Miss Tian." She smiled, "Didn't His Highness say that she is not allowed to step out of the courtyard? Who let her out?"

A woman next to Tian Xuefang immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "My concubine, please forgive me, Miss Tian said that she would come out to cry for His Highness, this old slave..."

"Slap her mouth!" Song Qingyue pointed at the woman on the ground and said, "Your Highness is alive and well, why are you crying? And she," she pointed at Tian Xuefang again, "bewitching the public, disobeying His Highness's order, dragging her out, Twenty sticks."

The two hidden guards slapped the mother-in-law, while Zeng Maozhi went directly to arrest Tian Xuefang.

"Song San, are you crazy!" Tian Xuefang screamed and struggled, only Song Qingyue sneered.

Zeng Maozhi slapped her to the ground.

"You lunatic! Poisonous woman, you won't end well, you won't die!" Tian Xuefang covered her face in hysteria, but the group of guards around Song Qingyue only listened to Song Qingyue's command, and two big and three thick men grabbed her by the collar and dragged her out.

Tian Xuefang's screams and curses were soon heard outside.

Song Qingyue waved her hand and ordered the breakfast to be removed, and scanned the people in the hall.

"I said, the prince will be fine, and the son will be fine, everyone should go back and do whatever they want!"

Someone outside suddenly raised his voice: "What's going on here? Stop, stop! Don't hit anyone! Don't even look at who it is, how can you just hit someone if you say you want to hit someone?"

Tian Xuefang's cry gradually stopped, and a slender figure walked in slowly.

Song Qingyue squinted her eyes for a long while before she could see who was coming.

"Concubine Sun."

She raised her eyebrows and was sitting upright on the main seat, but she just yelled, but didn't stand up.

"The imperial concubine is so majestic." Concubine Sun stood proudly in front of Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue raised the corners of her lips lightly, and said with a smile: "There is another idiot who jumped out in a hurry. Are you not afraid that the prince will let you die of illness after he comes back?"

"Dead girl!"

Concubine Sun screamed and waved her hand down, but missed Song Qingyue's cheek, her wrist was firmly held by Qiu Shi.

"Who are you? You are so bold. Do you know who I am? How dare you touch me? I am the side concubine of the palace, the prince's woman! You..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was knocked unconscious by Qiu Shi with a knife in her hand.

Behind her, a group of little Huangmen and prostitutes shrank their necks and tried their best to back away in front of the martial arts master Shizi's personal guards.

At this time, Tian Xuefang shouted again outside, Song Qingyue sighed, and nodded outside, Qiu Shi immediately went out and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, keep beating!"

After twenty sticks were beaten, Tian Xuefang was beaten to half her life and passed out.

Song Qingyue looked at Qiu Shi and asked, "Where is the dungeon in the palace?"

"Here...how do you know that there is a dungeon in the palace?" Qiu Shi asked guiltily. His Highness Shizi never asked Shizi Concubine to see it, and he never wanted to expose his bloody and murderous side to his delicate and lovely wife.

Song Qingyue shook her head speechlessly, pointed to Tian Xuefang and Concubine Sun, and said, "Let's go to the dungeon first, and we'll provide you with delicious food and drinks. Don't treat me badly with food."

She looked at Zeng Maozhi who was dressed in black again: "Master Zeng, call all the guards of the palace."

The guards were well-trained and not very good at it. Several guard team leaders came, but the stewards were procrastinating. It took a full three cups of tea to arrive.

The guards are still willing to obey, and they also know the current situation. It is better to have someone sitting in the palace than no one, and Shi Zifei is the best candidate.But the stewards of the middle road and the east road were a little dissatisfied.

The woman in charge of the kitchen in the middle road waved her handkerchief, and smiled with a sly look on her face: "Heh, let me say, concubine, don't blame my old lady for relying on the old, even if you are the concubine, it is not your business to take care of the affairs of the middle road and the west road. This……"

She is the sister of the concubine Ren's mother, and she can't get used to the concubine Shizi on weekdays, and now she seizes the opportunity to make things difficult for her.

Song Qingyue interrupted her unceremoniously: "Then according to Madam's words, who should take care of the current situation?"

"This...then, isn't that still there, is there still Master Jia Ling?"

Song Qingyue smiled, and glanced at Qiu Shi. Just when everyone thought that the concubine Shizi would send someone to invite Master Jialing back to argue, the concubine Shizi pointed to the nanny in charge of the big kitchen in the middle road and said, "Hit, fight here!" , Beat her until she can't speak."

The nanny's face turned pale in an instant, and she screamed like a pig butcher. The guards couldn't find a cloth to gag their mouths for a while, so they grabbed a handful of soil from a potted plant nearby and stuffed her mouth. Suddenly retched, and sure enough, there was no sound immediately.

There was no need to look for any sticks, Mammy was knocked unconscious by the fists of the hidden guards, and then threw it to the ground like a dead dog.

Song Qingyue snorted, she is a science student, she doesn't like nonsense, lip service and gossip, she just likes the most direct and efficient way.

She looked at everyone: "Is there anyone who is not convinced? Just stand up."

"My lord, my concubine, the prince is not in the house, so you should be the master!" A eunuch in charge of the warehouse in the middle road screamed, knelt down and said, "I am willing to do my best for the concubine!"

Song Qingyue smiled: "There's no need to do the work of a dog or a horse. How do you do it on weekdays? Now you should be more energetic. I don't ask you for merit, but I hope that no mistakes will be made before the prince returns to the mansion."

"Yes! This servant will definitely live up to the expectations of the concubine!" the eunuch shouted again.

Someone took the lead, and everyone hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, saying that they would be at the behest of the imperial concubine without any hesitation.

Song Qingyue showed a satisfied smile, and asked again: "Who are the two deputy stewards of the middle road kitchen?"

At this time, a nanny who looked not too old and an eunuch came out and knelt down.

Song Qingyue asked: "Which one of you has been in the mansion longer?"

The nanny was the first to speak: "Returning to the concubine, it is Eunuch Gao who has had a longer time."

Song Qingyue said: "As for the matter of the big kitchen in the middle road, Eunuch Gao will be in charge temporarily. Do you have any opinions?"

The nun shook her head like a rattle, and she gave out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said flatteringly: "This servant also has the same intention! The princess is wise!"

"Okay, from tomorrow onwards, all the accounts in the mansion will be reviewed by me, and all matters, big or small, will be reported to this concubine for decision. Before the prince and His Royal Highness return to the mansion, if something goes wrong, I will settle the account with whoever it is. It doesn't matter who you are Friends and relatives, I don’t care how much face you have, the chief manager will always be held accountable. Don’t expect to come here to make sense if you make a mistake. I, Song Qingyue, don’t like reasoning, and I don’t care about reputation! When the time comes, you Slowly reason with the knife in the guard's hand! Can you hear me clearly?"

She pulled out the saber from Qiu Shi's waist, slammed it heavily in front of all the stewards.

"Listen, hear clearly!"

"Listen clearly, Princess Concubine, don't worry!"

The stewards were frightened by the cruelty of the crown prince for a moment, and they kowtowed on the ground one after another.At this pass, no one wants to be the first bird again. Didn't you see those guards with special skills glaring at them fiercely!
The arm can't twist the thigh, and besides, the prince and princess are not here, and the eldest daughter-in-law is the housekeeper, so why are you singing against it?Be honest!
Song Qingyue waved everyone away, and asked Nanny Bai to tear down the mourning hall, which was half-arranged, and restore it to its original state.

Although the servants of the palace were uneasy, under Song Qingyue's iron fist policy, everything was running in an orderly manner.

After finishing these things, she was really tired and went directly to Baoguang Hall to sleep on Li Zhao's bed.

Li Zhao's bed was extremely hard, but Song Qingyue didn't bother to worry about it at this time. She had to act as the son of the prince when he was away, and she wanted to sleep here on purpose.

Bai Momo helped her cover the quilt, and when she lowered the bed curtain, she asked very carefully: "Concubine Shizi, how do you know that His Highness is fine?"

"I have a secret way of contacting His Highness. His Highness is just injured, and he is fine. This is a secret of the Palace, so don't ask."

She said it seriously, Bai Momo immediately believed it: "So that's the case! This old servant is too talkative!"

Shi Zifei spoke so calmly and with such certainty, who would have thought that she made it all up!

(End of this chapter)