After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

Li Miaoyi spoke tentatively and asked, "Mother, is there something wrong?"

Li Jiangshi turned around, frowned, and asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Miaoyi shook her head subconsciously and said, "No, mother."

Li Jiangshi snorted coldly and said, "You are so soft and smell like soup and medicine, you still want to lie to your mother?"

When Mrs. Li Jiang lived with Li Miaoyi in this courtyard, her health was not good because all her belongings were withheld by Mrs. Li Sun. She kept drinking soup and medicine. She was very familiar with the taste of soup and medicine.

Li Miaoyi was stunned for a moment, but she breathed a sigh of relief the next second and said, "It's been cold these days, so I'm a little dizzy today, but don't worry, mother, the doctor came over to take a look. It's just a bit cold, nothing serious."

Li Jiangshi nodded and said, "It'll be fine if nothing happens." After saying that, Li Jiangshi turned around and sat on a stool nearby.

Li Miaoyi immediately followed Li Jiangshi and poured her a cup of tea.

"Have you eaten?" Li Jiang asked worriedly.

Li Miaoyi spoke slowly and said, "Mother, I'm not hungry. I'll eat later."

Li Jiangshi nodded, raised her hand and took a sip of tea, without any intention of leaving.

Li Miaoyi squinted her eyes. Li Jiangshi was very strange tonight, as if she was looking for something in her house.

The two sat for a while, and Li Miaoyi pretended to be tired and yawned. She knew that Li Jiangshi felt sorry for her.

Sure enough, Mrs. Li Jiang stood up and said, "Since you are tired, you can rest. Mother will go back first."

Li Miaoyi nodded, stood up, and sent Li Jiangshi out of the room.

Mrs. Li Jiang walked out of the courtyard, turned to look at the brightly lit courtyard behind her, then turned to look at Grandma Jiang behind her, and said, "Are you sure you read it correctly?"

Aunt Jiang nodded and said, "Madam, I am sure, a man just ran out of the lady's yard."

"Not the young master of the Xie family?" At this time, all Li Jiang could think of was Xie Mingcang. That boy often climbed over the wall to see Li Miaoyi. She knew that, but she always turned a blind eye.

Aunt Jiang shook her head and said, "I am sure that it is not General Xie."

Li Jiangshi squinted her eyes and fell into deep thought.

If it wasn't the young master of the Xie family, who could it be?

Mrs. Li Jiang couldn't help but worry about Li Miaoyi.

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The quiet night is dark, the light is floating, and the moon is cold and melting.

Weiyang Palace stands majestically, surrounded by lush green trees and a beautiful courtyard. The hanging willow branches in the courtyard are swaying, accompanied by the gentle sound of wind. The cool breeze blows the leaves, making a crisp sound.

Inside the palace.

The golden walls are brilliant and decorated with gems. Each pillar is inlaid with precious gems, which is exquisite. The walls around the room are covered with expensive and luxurious curtains and gorgeous hangings, and the floor is covered with top-notch carpets. Every detail reflects the dignity of the queen.

On the phoenix chair is the queen's tall and elegant figure. Her splendid and luxurious clothes are gently hanging down, and the shallow smile on her face gives people a gentle and warm feeling.

The queen looked at Song Yanxing, who was standing below, and said, "Now that you are in good health, what are your plans?"

Song Yanxing lowered his head, his eyes were cold and chilling, but his voice was still the same as before, and he said, "My mother's words are wrong. What can I do to plan for you?"

The queen hated that iron could not become steel, and said, "Now that the eldest prince has fallen, there are only five princes left in the court. You should take advantage of the victory and pursue it." After a pause, the queen sighed and said, "Although you are the crown prince, But now, your father has named him Prince Rui." Her eyes flashed and she said, "This title of Rui is not an easy one."

Rui, auspicious omen.

Your Majesty gave Song Yanliang this title. What does it mean?

Song Yanxing looked as usual and said, "Mother, you think too much."

The queen looked unhappy, looked at Song Yanxing, and said, "You are like mud and cannot hold up the wall. You have been like this since you were a child."

The corners of Song Yanxing's mouth raised slightly, half-smiling, and his cold voice contained a dangerous aura, "Mother, do you really know what my son was like when he was a child?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the queen was stunned and looked at Song Yanxing intently.

His eyes were cold, and when he looked at them, they shot out a burst of cold light, revealing an unfathomable feeling that was hard to fathom.

The queen found that she had never understood her son in all these years.

There was a vague look of nostalgia in her eyes, and she let out a long sigh and said, "That's all, you have been tired today, so go back first."

Song Yanxing knelt down, kowtowed to the queen, and said, "My son, please retire." After that, he turned and left.

He gradually went away, and the queen looked at Song Yanxing's back. He was tall and tall. He was no longer the thin child he was before. As he grew up, he became even more unfamiliar with her.

The queen sighed deeply and pulled out a hairpin from her head.

This gold hairpin wrapped with silk and inlaid with beads was sent by the eldest maid of the East Palace today. It was said that Song Yanxing bought it specially for her when he went out of the palace to go to the jewelry shop today.

She was delighted when she first received it.

Although she and Song Yanxing were mother and son, they were not close. After she received the hairpin, she immediately asked the palace maid next to her to change her hairpin to one suitable for the hairpin. However, she never thought that Song Yanxing had not glanced at her head just now. .

The queen sighed deeply, handed the hairpin to the maid beside her, and said, "Put it in the makeup box."

"Yes, ma'am."

The queen was sitting on a high seat, and the hall was empty. A feeling of loneliness swept over her. For this position, there had been no one around her for decades, and now her own son was no longer close to her.

The Queen sighed, is this position really worth it?

In the dungeon of the East Palace.

There was a guard with a black mask standing at the door of the cell. He was wearing iron armor, holding a fish intestine sword, and his eyes were cold.

In the cell, only dim candlelight emitted a faint light. A large bed stood in the center of the cell, tightly tied with white silk ribbons, looking like a huge silk cocoon.

Beside the bed was a gentle young man with an extraordinary temperament. Although he was sitting, he gave people an extremely tall feeling, like a mountain.

He was wearing a gray brocade robe with a simple jade hairpin on his head. From time to time he would take out a yellowed book and look down at it in trance, seemingly not caring about Song Yanxing sitting next to him.

The whole room was filled with a faint medicinal smell, which made people feel extremely suffocating.

Song Yanxing sat for a long time, and it wasn't until the man put down the book in his hand that he slowly spoke, "How have you been lately?"

The man nodded and said, "It's okay." After a pause, he turned to look at Song Yanxing and said, "Don't worry about me, I won't be dead for a while."

Song Yanxing frowned and said dissatisfied, "That won't work. You want to live a long life to see the prosperity of Dongling."