Chapter 24 Because you are not the prince

The words of Shufei fell on Xiao Yuanfeng's chest. She wanted him to understand that only power is everything.

Xiao Yuanfeng was awakened by Shufei's words: "Mother concubine, what are you talking about?" His nervousness made Shufei more firm.

"I said, because you are not the prince, because you are subject to him. All the good things are his, including Shen Sirong. Do you understand?" Xiao Yuanfeng looked at Shufei in a daze, and Shufei's eyes surged.

Xiao Yuanfeng has long known that Shufei wanted him to replace Xiao Yuanqi, but he has always avoided it. He doesn't think there is anything wrong now. More importantly, Xiao Yuanqi is indeed a good prince and will be a good emperor in the future. He asked himself that he would not be better than him. Since Changli can be stronger in the hands of Xiao Yuanqi, why should he fight?

But now, Shufei mentioned the old things again at this time, but Xiao Yuanfeng is not so determined. Is it true that as long as he becomes the superior one, Shen Sirong is his?

He pounced on the table. Squinting, the eyelids are blinking gently, and the head is also confused...

Concubine Shu looked at Xiao Yuanfeng lying on the table and fell asleep. She shook her head invisibly. His body was less domineering and did not fight. Recently, she saw hope that if Shen Sirong was properly used, she could help at a critical time.

After Shen Sirong packed up her things, the palace sent someone to send her back to Shen's house. The moment she left the palace gate, she seemed to have returned to the gossip calculated in Anguo Temple not long ago. Is there really a doomed saying...

Sitting in the carriage, Shen Sirong's mood changed again and became closer and closer to Shen Mansion. She had a lot of complicated thoughts and even some expectations... Are you looking forward to the reaction of the people in Shen Mansion? She reached out and gently pushed open the window of the car. Immediately, an internal inspector accompanying the car came and asked, "Miss Shen, do you have any orders?"

Shen Sirong replied politely, "No, I just want to look outside." When the internal supervisor heard the words, he pushed it aside again. The accompanying guards sent in the palace were neatly listed on both sides, and many people around were watching. The sound of horses' hoofs gradually slowed down and stopped steadily at the door of Shenfu.

She lifted the curtain of the carriage and got out of the car with the help of the internal prison. Shen Shiyan, Wang Shi and Shen Siyi took the lead, and all the people in Shen's house stood respectfully at the door.

She had already arrived at Shen's house. Shen Shiyan and the internal supervisor exchanged a few words, and all the entourage gave silver. Hanxiang and Hanmei put down Shen Sirong's luggage from the car. After she returned to Chuxiu Palace, Mother Lan asked her to choose two girls to follow her back to Shen's house to teach her familiarity with the affairs in the palace. She chose them both. She has been suspicious about what happened in the palace, but she can enlighten herself in front of Mother Lan. No matter who they are, it should be harmless to her for the time being. If she changes someone else, she will not understand it.

"I have met my father and mother." Shen Sirong made a family salute. Shen Shiyan couldn't stop the joy on his face. He ordered someone to take Shen Sirong down to rest and return to Xiaoyuan. It could be seen that it had been carefully arranged, and there were many servants in the garden. These servants are as obedient as in the past.

"This group of people are really good at worshipping and trampling." The wet nurse made a pot of fresh ** tea and looked at the servants who moved things in and out to Xiaoyuan.

Shen Sirong smiled and drank a cup of tea by himself.

"Miss, do you really want to be the crown princess?" The wet nurse asked very carefully, as if she was afraid that Shen Sirong's words would break something.

Shen Sirong nodded cautiously.

"If you have a good home, your mother will feel at ease." The wet nurse sighed. As soon as she looked back, she saw that Shen Sirong was not happy, so she closed her mouth.

With the name of the prospective crown princess, Shen Sirong's status in Shen's mansion is not the same, and Wang Shi is no longer looking for her trouble. In front of Shen Shiyan, Wang Shi occasionally laughs with her. Shen Sirong does not refute her face and answers a few words at will. However, after all, Shen Siyi is a child's heart, and the heat is not enough. Occasionally, there is still ** naked hatred in her eyes, and Shen Sirong doesn't care.

And the days of waiting for marriage are not easy. You should know that in Changli, people's families have to go through the collection, asking for fame, Naji, acceptance, invitation and welcome. What's more, it's royal, and it's getting more and more exquisite.

On this day, as soon as he received the small gift sent by the prince, Shen Sirong sent the mother in the palace out of the house, but there was a guest in the house - the freehand lady Lin.

I haven't seen her since I arrived at Shen's house. At this time, I didn't care about Shen Sirong's side. She rushed forward and hugged Lin Shi, calling "Mother" in her mouth, with a crying sound in her nose. Lin saw his daughter and staggered forward a few steps forward to embrace her freehand. Looking at them hugging each other tightly, Shen Sirong twitched the corners of her eyes and turned her back... She left Lin Shi to eat in Shen's house and asked her to take her around.

In the afternoon, Shen Sirong left Lin alone. She asked the freehand to guard at the door. At first, the freehand was a little hesitant, and after a while, she opened the door and went out.

"What can I do for you, Miss?" Lin asked bluntly.

Shen Sirong saw Lin's nervousness and said slowly, "I want to talk to you about freehand writing." Seeing Shen Sirong's freehand words, Lin was obviously nervous. She stood up and approached Shen Sirong's arm. Through her clothes, Shen Sirong could still feel her trembling.

"Miss, did you do something wrong? Just forgive her, I beg you..."

Shen Sirong shook his head: "It's not that I made a mistake, but that I'm going to the palace this time. Your freehand is your daughter. I naturally want to ask your opinion whether to enter the palace or not.

Lin was silent. After a while, she looked at Shen Sirong solemnly and said, "Where is Miss, take the girl with you." Shen Sirong patted her hand and called her freehand in.

Before dark, Lin left Shen's house, but his freehand writing brought a letter to Shen Sirong when he returned to Xiaoyuan.

"What is this?" The cowhide envelope was blank. Shen Sirong looked at it and threw it on the table. The envelope slipped with strength and half hung on the table.

Shen Sirong left the letter and hurried forward to catch it. She went to the door and closed the door. She held the letter in both hands and handed it to Shen Sirong again: "Miss, this letter was sent by the prince."

"Prem?" Shen Sirong has vaguely guessed a few points.

"Yes, I saved our son with you last time." Shen Sirong has never shown her face, but now his face is clearly dark. I asked myself the reason, and the voice became smaller and smaller...

Shen Sirong took the letter and opened it and said, "Is it your mother?" Hearing the words, he raised his head and nodded, and then lowered his head.

Gently shake open the letter paper, and there are only two sentences on it: Liu Xu is full of fantasy velvet, but who can fall? ( Original, poorly written, forgive me)

After reading it, Shen Sirong immediately folded the letter paper. Her heart was confused. What does King Li mean by this? The panic in her eyes gradually faded away. Yes, no matter what, it had nothing to do with her.

Shen Sirong stood up and hung the letter paper upright. The candlelight climbed up around the letter paper, and the ink color also blended into the ashes.

"Miss, you..." wrote an opinion and looked at her puzzledly.

Shen Sirong hesitated for a long time before saying, "Do you know what the consequences of this matter are known by outsiders?" Thinking that Shen Sirong was warning her not to leak out, he quickly explained, "Miss, don't worry, my mother and I won't tell anyone."

Don't want to stick to this problem anymore, Shen Sirong waved his hand to her to go out. As soon as she withdrew for a while, Hanxiang came in with a silver ear soup. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a smell of paste and couldn't help wrinkled her nose.

"Miss, I will bring you a midnight snack." Hanxiang put the food plate on the table and retreated. Shen Sirong sat alone in front of the window for a long time, drank a few mouthfuls of tremella soup and went to bed to rest.

Who knows that the uneasfulness comes one after another.

The next afternoon, Shen Sirong was reading in the yard, and there were soft footsteps behind him. She thought the maid who sent her away came back: "Go down. I don't have to serve now."

After changing his posture slightly, Shen Sirong reached out and turned the page. Behind him, he also calmed down. I don't know how long it took. Shen Sirong's eyes swelled. He closed the book and closed his eyes to rest. His slender fingers still rubbed the cover a few times.

"So you went to Qingfengzhai to buy these books." A male voice sounded behind her, Shen Sirong sat up in shock, and her tight shoulders looked stiff, but only for a moment, when she saw someone coming, she returned to normal.

"I don't know that Your Highness has arrived, and I hope your Highness will forgive me." Shen Sirong saw that he was wearing casual clothes, so he closed his hands at his waist.

Xiao Yuanqi has been observing her since he entered Xiaoyuan, and just didn't call her out of some reason. Sure enough, she gave him an accident, which was the book in her hand - the strategy.

He did not ignore Shen Sirong's surprise and panic at that moment, but her reaction disappeared quickly, and she regained her composure in a blink of an eye.

What a Shen Sirong...

"Let's avoid these rules outside the palace." Xiao Yuanqi looked around. The Xiaoyuan was well decorated, but when he looked closely, the objects were very old, and even there were new red paint marks on the door beams.

Shen Sirong accompanied him around the Shen mansion. When he walked to the garden, Xiao Yuanqi walked directly into the gazebo. Seeing that he seemed to have the intention to stay for a while, Shen Sirong called Hanxiang to tea and pastries.

"Miss Shen, you don't have to be polite. Sit down." Xiao Yuanqi didn't open her mouth, and she didn't dare to sit down.

The two of them didn't talk anymore in the pavilion. Shen Sirong raised his eyes and saw Xiao Yuanqi looking at herself with a teacup. She asked with a smile, "How can the prince be interested in coming here today?"

Xiao Yuan opened his lips gently: "Can't you come?"

"Of course not." Seeing that he did not intend to say the reason, Shen Sirong did not ask Xiao Yuanqi deeply.

"I'm really curious, you..."

"The minister (the minister) has met His Royal Highness."