Lonely non-good minister

These words contained too many meanings. Song Chun immediately looked at Xiao Shen and saw that she was wearing a faint smile and said nothing. He couldn't make random guesses at the moment and could only stay with Emperor Hong Ming.

"Does the Crown Princess care about the homework of the two children?" Emperor Hongming asked casually. He knew that Song Chun had already taken over the upbringing of Song Wei, and the Lin family couldn't even get involved in the food, clothing, housing and transportation. Now there is an additional Song Ce , Song Chun is even less likely to let her intervene.

Song Chun said, "Maybe." He didn't even want to say a nice word to save Lin's face.

Emperor Hongming nodded and said nothing. As a father, he knew very well what was going on between them. He just thought that they were already at peace when he asked that question.

"The Crown Princess has always been filial and has been very respectful to me and the Queen for many years." Emperor Hongming praised him. The only advantage that Lin could show was filial piety to his parents-in-law. For other benefits, Emperor Hongming also Can't tell.

Song Chun knew that this was a reminder to himself that no matter how much he hated Lin, he could not do things too well.

Song Chun didn't say anything. Only Lin himself knew whether she was really filial or fake. He was not interested. He only knew that if she couldn't even be filial to her parents-in-law, her position as the crown princess would not be stable.

When the courtyard was about to come to an end, there was the sound of a musical instrument coming from behind the woods. Emperor Hongming stopped to listen carefully, while Song Chun looked puzzled and frowned slightly, looking slightly displeased.

It was just a way to invite favors. He had seen it a lot since he was a child and didn't think it was strange. It was just that Emperor Hong Ming happened to see it today, which made him very unhappy.

"What a familiar tune." Xiao Shen said.

She pulled Emperor Hong Ming forward with a little force. The group of people came out along the path and saw Mu Liangdi dancing at a glance. Her sleeves were flying, her waistband was ringing, and she was walking in complicated dance steps, as if she was startled. Hong flutters his wings, determined to fly.

Emperor Hongming looked thoughtful: "This dance."

"Don't you remember, Your Majesty? When I first entered the palace, I often danced for the Emperor to see." Xiao Shen took over the words: "This dance is complicated, and I haven't danced it since that year when I sprained my foot. It's been so many years. "I thought I would never see her again. Liangdi dances so well. I don't know who she learned it from. I remember that I never taught anyone else."

Song Chun looked at her and completely understood what she meant, but because Emperor Hong Ming was in front of him, he quickly looked away.

"I remember that you also own one of these dresses. It seems that I rewarded you." Emperor Hong Ming's memory was not bad. He had doted on Xiao Shen for more than ten years, and he still remembered some things very clearly.

Little Shen raised her lips and chuckled: "Your Majesty has a good memory. I gave it to you when I was pregnant with Yuan'er during my birthday in the first year of my life. A few days ago, I found that the ornaments on it were a little loose. I'm afraid I'm not good at craftsmanship." The emperor was displeased, so he sent it to the Clothing Bureau for repair, but the dress on Liangdi didn't look like an old dress, but rather like a new dress made in imitation of that dress."

"She is wearing a dress imitated by your old clothes, dancing your old dance, waiting here for the prince?" Emperor Hong Ming quickly figured out the involvement.

The joy on Xiao Shen's face froze, and she was full of surprise: "This"

Emperor Hong Ming glanced at her coldly and saw that she was not panicked, so he did not get angry immediately, but he was obviously not in a good mood.

"Father." Song Chun wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.Xiao Shen was his concubine, and he was also involved, so it was useless to say anything.

"Your Majesty, I don't know who came up with such a vicious and shameless idea to frame the Crown Prince and I. I am not only the Crown Prince's concubine, but also his aunt." Although Xiao Shen looked panicked, she defended What he said was very logical.

Emperor Hong Ming calmed down for a moment. He almost forgot that the sisters of Empress Shen of the Xiao Shen family were not just Song Chun's concubine in terms of seniority. He looked at Xiao Shen and then at Song Chun. One of them was the former one. The most valued son of his favorite concubine, he knows their character best and will never act shamelessly.

The person who set up a situation to misunderstand the two of them was really shameless.

"Stop dancing." Song Chun scolded. Mu Liangdi, who was already tired from dancing, was startled. She fell heavily to the ground when she made a wrong step. The pain in her ankle made her cry out in pain. She was pitiful. He looked at Song Chun with pity, but ended up meeting Emperor Hong Ming's gloomy gaze. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he hurriedly got up and knelt down.

Song Chun walked over and stared at her, asking angrily in a low voice: "Who taught you how to dance?"

He suppressed his anger. Mu Liangdi was still shocked, but she didn't dare to tell the truth: "I learned it myself."

"Learned it yourself? This dance was created by Concubine Shen herself. She has not taught anyone else, and she has not danced it for more than ten years. Who has seen this dance except for old people from the palace? Do you believe this?"

Mu Liangdi's expression changed. Her lie was exposed, which made her feel confused and confused: "I really learned it by myself. The princess lent me a dance secret book to pass the time. I I thought the dance steps above were very beautiful, so I followed and taught myself. I didn’t lie.”

When Mrs. Lin heard her name, Song Chun knew there was something fishy about it.

"Your Majesty." Little Shen knelt in front of Emperor Hong Ming, with tears in her eyes and her voice choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, Mu Liangdi is young, how could she know what kind of dance I used to dance and what kind of clothes I wore? If someone said that someone did not mislead her deliberately, I would not believe it. I have been careful since I accompanied the driver, but still someone used my name and innocence to plot against me. I also asked the emperor to clear my name, otherwise I can only die. It’s clear.”

She only shed two tears, and Emperor Hong Ming became completely soft-hearted. Although he had neglected her for a long time, he was the one who had doted on her for more than ten years. How could he be willing to do this to her?

"I will make the decision for you." Emperor Hongming hurriedly helped her up: "My beloved concubine has been wronged."

Little Shen turned away and gently wiped the tears from her face, but remained silent.

Emperor Hong Ming became more and more distressed. He glared at Mu Liangdi and asked, "Where did the clothes on your body come from?"

"I asked the Shangyi Bureau to imitate Concubine Shen's old clothes. I just think they look good." Mu Liangdi finally knew that she was in trouble, so when she spoke, she wished she could clean herself up.

Little Shen sobbed softly, and Chunyang next to her spoke at the right time: "Your Majesty, the Clothing Department is very busy. The old clothes sent by the Empress for repair have not been sent back yet. How can you be so skillful and even make new clothes? Mu How much money does Liangdi have to spend to get them to do their job with such care?"

This was a reminder to Emperor Hong Ming and Song Chun that the Clothing Bureau was in charge of the clothes of so many noble masters in the palace. Now that spring has begun, there are even more people making new clothes, and there are not a few people who are willing to spend money. Why is it so important? Give Liangdi some face?
"Come here, go to the Clothing Bureau to check."