Lonely non-good minister

Song Yuan looked over in surprise: "It's Guan Yan who married Mrs. Hou and not me. My identity was fraudulently used. I have no grievances or enmity with Mrs. Hou. It's none of my business if she dies."

"This" also makes sense.

Song Yuan untied the second ring, and she didn't have much interest in Yuhuan anymore, so she simply stopped and looked at Zhou Ye: "My elder brother should have checked you carefully."

"Ah."

"It seems that he will show kindness to you in a short time. This is your chance." Song Yuan raised a smile: "He is the eldest son, and he is also a descendant. He has a lot of connections, and it is very beneficial for you to follow him. It is more promising to be reused by him than to be reused by my father."

Zhou Ye was not happy, he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Do you want to save your father?"

"Of course it will be saved. Now that I know the result, I naturally want to avoid the unfavorable result. Only when my royal father wins this battle for the heir apparent, will I have the opportunity to fight for it."

She has ambitions, and Zhou Ye has the drive. Rewriting history requires great achievements, and this is a great opportunity for him.

He didn't dare to stay with Song Yuan for too long, and when he left, he paid special attention to whether anyone was following him outside.

The days of recuperation were very leisurely, with the meticulous care of the imperial physician, Song Yuan's injury was almost healed in the middle of March.

Xiao Shen found some ointment for removing scars, wiped the scars on her body carefully, and repeatedly explained: "Although the wound is healed, the flesh inside has not healed yet, and you can't ride a horse to practice martial arts. You should act more prudently. If the wound is torn open, it will be fatal."

"I know." Song Yuan obediently said, "Mother, I want to enter the palace tomorrow to pay my respects to the emperor."

"Go, you've recovered now, the palace must know about it, if you don't enter the palace to pay your respects, it will make people gossip." Xiao Shen tidied up her clothes for her: "Just remember again and again, don't share with others Do it, there are many cruel people in the world, knowing that you are injured, they will find various reasons to do it to you."

"I know." Song Yuan was very obedient.

With enough energy, she got up early the next morning, but it was a vast expanse of whiteness outside, and the light of snow reflected in the room could hurt people's eyes.

"It's snowing a lot." Song Yuan looked at the window.

Chunyang hurriedly pulled her in, took out thick clothes and put them on for her: "It's coldest after the snow stops, young master can't suffer from the wind and cold."

"Brother, is he entering the palace?" Song Yuan couldn't wait to go out.

Chunyang chased after her and put a hat on her: "My son has something to do today, so he can't enter the palace. The carriage is ready, young master, you must slow down. You have to slow down when getting in and out of the carriage, and walk slowly. Although you are hurt Okay, but it must not be jumping and jumping like before."

"Oh, I got it, aunt." Song Yuan got annoyed and led Wei Yan out.

I haven't seen Emperor Taikang for more than a month. Song Yuan couldn't help feeling tense from the moment he stepped into the palace gate. Do something to make Emperor Taikang angry.

If Emperor Taikang was furious again like the last time he paid his respects, she was not sure that luck would still be so good.

When we arrived at the Taihua Hall, Chang De was waiting outside. When he saw her, he immediately smiled kindly: "Hey, why did you get up? You have to take care of yourself if you are injured. It is so cold, and you are not afraid of the cold." on."

"The injury is almost recovered. I came here today to pay my respects to the emperor so that he won't be worried." Song Yuan took out a purse from his arms and stuffed it in Changde's hand, then approached him with a smile and lowered his voice: "This is what I specially gave to your old man." bring sugar."

sugar?
Chang De looked at the purse in his hand, and smiled after being surprised: "Why do you like sweets?"

"Drinking medicine these days makes my mouth feel bitter and uncomfortable. My mother made candy herself. I think it's delicious. I remembered that you always said that you are getting older and often need to drink some soup to recuperate your body, so I made it Bring some."

Chang De felt a little moved by her thoughts, thanked him politely, and then told her: "The emperor is discussing political affairs with several adults, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for a while, you should go to the side hall and wait. "

"You are old, but the rules are not in compliance. I'd better wait here."

Chang De didn't dare to break the rules casually, so he nodded immediately.

"I wonder if the imperial concubine's illness is better?" Song Yuan looked concerned.

Chang De shook his head slightly and said nothing.

Song Yuan sighed in his heart, and didn't dare to ask more questions.

After waiting patiently outside for half an hour, the adults who discussed matters inside came out. After they left, Chang De hurried in to report, and soon called Song Yuan in.

Song Yuan lowered his head, not daring to look around casually, and knelt down when he got to the position: "Grandson sees the emperor, grandson is guilty, and the emperor is worried."

"Get up." Emperor Taikang said in a weary voice, "I heard that the injury is not serious, why did it take so long?"

Song Yuan hurriedly said: "Grandson doesn't want the emperor to worry, so if he can walk on the ground, he hastened to enter the palace to pay his respects."

"Nonsense." Emperor Taikang scolded and pointed to the chair next to him. Chang De immediately came over and helped Song Yuan to sit down, "The murderer has not been caught for so long, and the case has not been investigated. It seems that this case Extraordinary."

He would rather believe that the case is difficult to investigate than doubt Huo Ying's ability, which makes Song Yuan somewhat envious.

How reliable Huo Ying is in his daily work.

"I heard that someone saved you?" Emperor Taikang turned slightly to her side, as if chatting.

Song Yuan answered honestly: "Yes, a person my grandson met when I was playing outside happened to be staying in Huangzhuang that day, so I saved my grandson. The other is a woman with excellent medical skills. It was only because of the sigh of suspense that the grandson made her come here, but the grandson promised her not to announce her name to the public, so I ask the emperor to forgive me."

"You keep your promise, what's the crime?" Emperor Taikang was not angry: "You are also lucky to meet such two people, otherwise your life will be lost. Huo Ying can go to see you? If you don't help Let him investigate the case, and you will not be hurt."

Does Huo Ying go to see himself, does he know?

Song Yuan didn't believe it, but he still confessed honestly: "Master Huo went to visit and brought a bag full of eggs for his grandson to make up for."

"What?" Emperor Taikang thought he heard it wrong: "Eggs?"

Song Yuan nodded: "A bag of tea eggs, bought in front of Tingwei's mansion, probably on the way."

Emperor Taikang's expression was immediately indescribable, and Chang De couldn't help but interrupted, "Master Huo is clean and honest, and rarely socializes with others. He probably doesn't know the rules of gift giving."

"I'll give you a bag of eggs, it's worthless." Emperor Taikang was full of disgust: "When you meet him later, you can give him a good fortune, and he will be ranked in Jiuqing. Is it possible that he is still short of those few salaries? ?”