Rebirth Palace Chaos

Chapter 80

The royal family hadn't had a happy event for a long time, and it was two years ago that the prince of Dongling married the concubine. Princess Jingwan was still young, not to mention how could princes and nobles compare to the status of King Changle?
It seemed that Empress Dowager Jiang's condition had also improved due to the approaching happy event, and the whole palace seemed to be full of joy.

Apart from smoking moxa twice a day in the morning and evening, Su Yan almost never left the house. Huo Yu warned many times that as the fetus in the womb grows, the signs of fetal instability will become more serious, and in severe cases, the lives of mother and child will be endangered.

It's not that Su Yan is ignorant of the danger, but after all, she has flesh and blood in her womb, no matter how hard she is, she will not be able to get rid of the child after all.

What's wrong with a childish child?He was just an accident involved in this conspiracy...

Seeing that the wedding of Changle King is approaching, there is still no movement at the Kunyuan Palace. Although the scene is grand, Su Yan is keenly aware of the strangeness covered by the prosperity.

As early as when Yusu boldly expressed her heart, Su Yan knew that all of this had nothing to do with love, but a gamble and competition for the military power in Xifan under the cover of marriage.

And this game of chess was clearly played by King Changle.

As usual, I went to the Concubine Shu's Palace to greet her and returned. Su Yan was sitting on the apron and fell asleep. There was no trace on the wall, and two maidservants came in a hurry.

"Which palace's maid, so reckless!" Lan Ruo hurriedly stabilized the sedan chair and scolded.

The little maid knelt down and said, "I hope you will forgive me! This cat was originally given to Princess Yusu by the King of Changle. It is usually well-behaved, but who would have thought it would suddenly..."

Another court lady immediately complained, "If it wasn't for the servant of Prince Dongling's sword drawing, the cat wouldn't be frightened and go berserk..."

"No matter what the reason, if you hurt your mother's fetal gas, how can you bear it?" Lan Ruo straightened her body for Su Yan, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Su Yan.

"Why is the servant of Prince Dongling's son in Yusu's Huaqing Palace?"

The kneeling maid's face turned blue, and she hastily defended, "It's... it's a slip of the tongue, it's the servant of King Changle..."

Su Yan raised her eyelids, smiled lightly, and Sang Yu stepped forward knowingly, "If you bump into a dragon's fetus, if you are sent to the Punishment Department, it may be good luck to have a good piece of flesh left!"

There was a moment of silence, obviously weighing the pros and cons, and the leading maid finally said, "I beg your mother for mercy, but it is the son of Prince Dongling. Last night, Cui Shangyi passed the decree and placed him in the back hall of Huaqing Palace... I don't know about the rest."

After Bu Huo turned around the palace wall, Su Yan said quietly, "But what did you hear?"

Sang Yu replied, "The princes and sons are all placed in the West Palace, why are the princes of Dongling in Huaqing Palace?"

"This matter is very strange. The strangest thing is Cui Shangyi's edict." Su Yan thought for a moment, and the wedding of King Changle is coming, so this arrangement is probably not a coincidence.

When it came to Yilan Palace, she randomly ordered a few expensive gifts and sent Sangyu to Changle Palace.

As the sky darkened, a servant came to tell her to attend the bed. Duan Zhaoling was busy with government affairs recently, and rarely came to the harem. Su Yan, who was the most favored, only met him twice, and the other two times were to Lan, who was also pregnant. In Xiaoyi Palace, it really is raining and dew.

Su Yan didn't ask any further questions, thinking that the night would be heavy with dew, she chose a brocade cloud satin dress, covered her head with a water-blue cloak, and got on the phoenix sedan chair.

Walking under the Qiaolian Bridge at Zhengyangmen, the sedan chair suddenly slowed down.

Through the curtain, I heard Lan Ruo say, "I've seen the prince."

A cold voice floated in, "Is Lady Zhaoyi here?"

Su Yan paused, then remembered that she hadn't seen her for about a month, and she must be busy with her marriage.

"I don't know what's important for the lord? Please tell me clearly." The bead curtain slowly raised a corner, covering Fengjiao's wife's face, revealing her thin white hands, not like concubines painted with Dankou, but neatly trimmed , Sober and slender.

King Changle's eyes swept over, and it was really difficult to connect this hand with that glamorous face.

"It's a coincidence that my brother passed by here. I would like to pay tribute to the great gift given by Mrs. Xie Zhaoyi."

He vaguely heard footsteps moving forward, but Su Yan didn't move, unable to fathom her intention.

If it was said that there was still a little throbbing about that absurdity, but since the moment he accepted Yusu, she fully understood that this man's heart is really hard and he will not hesitate to use any means.

For two people whose hearts are as hard as iron, it is better for them to be strangers forever and have nothing to do with each other.

Lan Ruo hurriedly said, "This servant will take it for Miss...."

Before the words finished, King Changle stepped forward, opened the bead curtain with a wave, and handed over a jade-white hairpin.

Seeing this, Su Yan blushed, both startled and annoyed, the hairpin was not from the side, it was the one that fell after being obsessed with it that night...

"You..." Su Yan raised her head, but met his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she was as quiet as a deep pool, and she finally calmed down, "So, I've got your heart, and the prince's wedding is coming soon, so it's still too much money." Some thoughts are on Princess Yusu."

This remark and this action have been presumptuous, looking at each other for a moment, Changle Wang Shuer let go, and through the swaying bead curtain, he saw his tall and straight figure blending into the night.

All the way in a daze, when he reached the gate of Kunyuan Hall, he suddenly saw the prince of Dongling coming out of the gate.

One after the other, when Su Yan entered the hall, she keenly caught a glimpse of the wine bottles on the table.

But she knew that Duan Zhaoling never drank in the hall.

The familiar Li Ranxiang taught her to calm down slightly.

Unlike in the past, Duan Zhaoling didn't bury his head in front of the case to play. He turned the screen and sat casually in front of the chessboard. When he saw Su Yan coming in, he rolled a sunspot and called her over.

Taking her by the hand, Duan Zhaoling embraced her affectionately, leaned forward, and asked indifferently, "My concubine is late, is it my younger brother? Is there something important? Why don't you come here to give me something important?" Just listen."

Su Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to hide it from his eyes, but she was afraid she couldn't, so she replied, "The prince said that he would like to thank my concubine for the congratulatory gift, and the concubine's congratulatory gift naturally represented your heart, so he taught the concubine to give this concubine a gift." Bring the jade finger to His Majesty."

Duan Zhaoling looked straight at her, finally took it, and motioned her to sit opposite him, "My younger brother is really hardworking, and he has lived up to all these years of wasting."

Su Yan maintained a gentle smile, but she was walking on thin ice in her heart. If she didn't happen to have a jade finger on her body, she might be doomed.

This pair of brothers, with their coldness and suspicion in their bones, really resemble each other, they are born with it.

Cui Shangyi came in to serve tea, the atmosphere gradually calmed down, Duan Zhaoling seemed to be concentrating on the chess pieces, but Su Yan was absent-minded, thinking about what he saw and heard during the day, everything revealed a strange smell.

After losing three rounds in a row, Su Yan pretended to be coquettish and said, "The concubine won't come, and Duan Lang didn't know how to give way...it's so boring."

Duan Zhaoling messed up the chess pieces, "Life is like a chess game, and the rules are like a chess game. There is no room for a wrong move, so how can it be boring?"

Su Yan joked, "I've been tired all day, if Duan Lang doesn't rest, the concubine won't be able to hold on."

Duan Zhaoling just smiled without saying a word, Su Yan was sweating a little from his palm.

It was like a silent contest, no one backed down, and Su Yan didn't understand what she was waiting for, but her perception told her that she would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

"The concubine made tea for Duan Lang..." Su Yanfang was about to withdraw her hand, but when she heard the hurried footsteps, she saw Wang Zhongming coming to report, with a gloomy expression, "Return to Your Majesty, something happened in Huaqing Palace."

Duan Zhaoling let go of Su Yan's hand, frowned slightly, "Report truthfully."

"The palace servants came to report that the son of Prince Dongling had not returned for a long time, and finally found him in Princess Yusu's bedroom."

For the rest, Wang Zhongming didn't say any more.

But there was a flash of inspiration in Su Yan's mind, and all suspicious points had answers at this moment.

Prince Dongling and Yusu are the chess pieces in this chess game, and the chess players...

Su Yan looked at Duan Zhaoling quietly, after tonight, the Yusu Famous Festival will be lost, King Dongling's face will be lost, and King Changle will be in vain.

"Move to Huaqing Palace immediately," Duan Zhaoling ordered, and Su Yan got up after him, but was stopped by him, "My concubine should rest at the Kunyuan Hall, and someone will take you back tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)