Chapter 45 One wave is only flat

The stars were bright, and the original haze was faintly blown away by the night wind, revealing a deep blue sky like ink. Shen Sirong's heart didn't know whether it was light or heavy.

"Cold night, do you think that man can find what I want?" As soon as Shen Sirong's voice was spit out of his mouth, it turned into a little silk and disappeared.

The shadow hidden behind the tree is like a ghost floating.

"I don't know." The cold night replied in a low voice. The originally cold voice also seemed to be gentle and tender in the colder night at this moment. It's just that the dark impatience is revealed, which makes Shen Sirong know it.

Shen Sirong smiled deeply when he turned his back: "I believe him very much. In fact, there are many mistakes and omissions in this matter, but there are too many imperceptible things in this palace.

"You can also do it on a cold night." I can also die for you. This is what the cold night has said countless times in his heart. His eyes are covered with a layer of soft starlight, and the person in his eyes looks even more loomy.

Shen Sirong did not look back and still left a faint profile for him: "On a cold night, you can do a lot of things well, but this matter is not good."

"This matter involves the balance of the harem and the court. We don't know who did it. You are always the people around the emperor, but also the people around me. In case, it will cause trouble to the emperor. Do you understand?"

There is another one, that is love and hatred. When the love is strong, you can't control yourself, and when the hatred turns to prosperity, it is like a surging river wave, with a determination that will never stop where you can't reach.

There was no longer sound on the cold night, and a fallen leaf fell along Shen Sirong's clothes. He walked out of the dark place and could no longer be seen behind him.

The man in white did not disappoint Shen Sirong and waited for the news in just three days.

Shen Sirong handed over the problem to him. If the bodyguard was planted by Yingmei, there will inevitably be flaws. I just didn't expect that this flaw would be a sick book.

"Please make sure to let her go." The man in white only said this sentence when he left.

Shen Sirong looked at the face full of sadness and pain, and felt relieved for Wan Ying. If there is a husband like this, what can he ask for?

In the morning of the second day, Shen Sirong invited the concubines of the harem and the emperor to the Yongqing Palace. Shen Sirong came out in white and looked strange among the well-dressed concubines.

"I only sat aside and heard about it today, and the whole matter was handed over to Shen Guifei." As soon as Xiao Yuanqi entered the hall, he ignored the earnest eyes cast by the concubines around him. The hanging embroidery shook in front of everyone. Xiao Yuanqi walked to the flat seat on Shen Sirong's side. This move made people couldn't help breathing.

Only the queen can sit with the emperor.

Isn't this the emperor's intention to set up Shen Sirong as the queen?

The blush on Wang Shu's delicate face faded. Her jade-like wrist turned over and looked up at the upper seat with a smile.

"This palace has been verified. The fact that Yingmei had an affair with the bodyguard was framed by someone else." Shen Sirong came out indifferently, but there was a storm in the hall.

"Does the noble concubine say that this is a conspiracy?" Wang Shu responded first, with a look of surprise and panic that people couldn't help but want to comfort her.

Shen Sirong looked at Mother Shen beside her, and Mother Shen immediately brought Hong Ying up. After a few days apart, the red satin is already extremely haggard, and I'm afraid it has suffered a lot.

"Last time, when I asked, Wang Guicubine was also present. I believe that everyone already knew who the man was, but I sent someone to investigate and found that this man could not have any affair with Yingmei at all."

Shen Sirong paused and continued to say, "May I ask, after entering the palace, she did not serve at all, but the body was still a virgin. How did this be an affair?"

Wang Shu no longer said much, but looked at Chen Yunyun gloomyly. When Chen Yunyun saw that Wang Shu was speechless, she smiled.

"This must be obscene."

Chen Yunyun's words interrupted Shen Sirong's " testimony", but her unintentional words were Shen Sirong's big trouble. Wan Ying's matter was originally full of holes. The only thing she could win was Xiao Yuanqi's presence. These concubines would not be in the mood to notice these inappropriate things.

Shen Sirong's hand behind him quietly closed. Just as the atmosphere was stagnant, his palm was forcibly opened, and the warmth suddenly hugged her. The person beside him scolded in a low voice, "Nonsense."

It's just four words, but Chen Yunyun can't lose her face.

"The imperial army sent people to investigate the matter, but found something." Shen Sirong took out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve: "Seven years ago, the bodyguard entered the palace, and three years ago he had an accident, and his body was no different from that of an eunuch."

"What?" Hearing this, Wang Shu couldn't stand it any longer. Her eyebrows were lightly locked, as if the willow leaves were standing upside down.

The rest of the concubines are also talking about it, as if it were a big rumor.

In a few short words, Shen Sirong was extremely difficult, as if all his spirit had been drained. Shaking under his feet, Xiao Yuanqi held her hand in one hand and dragged her waist with the other. The two of them felt like touching each other's ears and temples, causing jealousy.

Unable to reintrove the incident, Xiao Yuanqi restrained his look and said, "Beauty Ying is innocently implicated, and the evidence has been verified by the imperial army, which is correct. In the harem, Yingmei was promoted to Ying concubine and buried as a concubine.

No matter how many objections the rest of the concubines have to swallow.

"Your Majesty is wise." The praise of wisdom spit out from the warbler's words, which only makes people tremble.

It was not easy to block the mouth of the harem. In the court, Wan Ying's father wrote to the emperor to find the murderer for his daughter to calm the heart of the harem.

Xiao Yuanqi was originally worried about Wan Ying's private portrait of the man. In this disturbance, Xiao Yuanqi summoned the servant of the Ministry of Criminal Justice to the apse and rebuked Wan Ying for what he had done. The servant of the Ministry of Criminal Justice knew that it was a capital crime, even if he wanted to hit the golden pillar. Xiao Yuanqi coldly looked at Guo Guanghai to appease him for a while, and finally used this as a handle to bring some of the forces of the Ministry of Criminal Justice into his own hands.

Wan Ying's incident was a high point, and there began to be a secret dispute over the rear position in the harem, and the people in the court would not let go away from this good opportunity to seek power for themselves, so they came up one after another and asked the emperor to stand up.

Xiao Yuanqi is still spoiling Shen Sirong. Except for Shangyang Palace and Yongqing Palace, the rest of the palace will never go.

The golden cann at dusk was dazzled, and Xiao Yuanqi sat in the garden in Yongqing Palace and talked with Shen Sirong.

"Your Majesty, since you can't take it, why don't you put her in a more eye-catching place?" Shen Sirong looked at the chess game that had already achieved the situation.

Xiao Yuanqi's black son is scattered, but there are murders everywhere. If he is not careful, he will be involved in the battle.

A pair of sharp eyes did not raise, looking at the complexity on the chessboard, and said in a low voice, "I only keep that position for you."

It seemed to be extremely strong, but in fact, the words were full of tenderness. From Xiao Yuanqi's mouth, it only made people feel ironic. Shen Sirong dared not listen to it again and fell a son randomly.

"Your chess is scattered..."

Standing a little far away, you will see such a chessboard. The black man shuttles through the dense white man. The white man closes the mountains and rivers, while the black man is separated one by one.

"I'll find an imperial doctor to show you in a few days." A sudden sentence painted a glow on Shen Sirong's face. The begonia beside her, as if to make fun of her, smiled with the wind and bent down tremblingly.

"The emperor is waiting..." Shen Sirong grabbed the meaning of Xiao Yuanqi's words and asked carefully.

After she finished asking, Xiao Yuanqi nodded. He stared at Shen Sirong, with bright eyes as bright as a star.

"I'm waiting for you to give birth to my legitimate son." That's why Xiao Yuanqi will not say anything at this time. The best excuse is that "whoever gives birth to the eldest son first can become the queen." However, Dong Keying is pregnant, so she has to wait.

In the morning, looking at Xiao Yuanqi's appearance of going to the court, Shen Sirong's hand touched the jade pillow, and there were their hair knots in the middle of the jade pillow.

The world is so ridiculous. They can't get what they want, but Shen Sirong doesn't care, but it's within reach. Shen Sirong lay on the bed, and the halo in front of him circled around him.

The palace was doomed to be calm. Soon, clouds and fog blocked the morning glow.

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When Guixiang was all over the sky, every place of Guixiang Palace was rendered with a soft fragrance. Xiao Yuanqi loved plum, but also liked osmanthus brewing, so after one court meeting, he asked Shen Sirong to visit the Guixiang Palace.

Since Liu Ran and Wu Wanqing fell out of favor and Wan Ying moved out, Guixiang Palace has not ushered in a holy driver. Wu Wanqing was full of joy and took off the golden hairpin and picked some unique beads. The dress was no longer unusually bright. Instead, she looked at the osmanthus outside the window and chose a light yellow waist skirt. The ankle-length skirt was stained with the fragrance of osmanthus on the ground. When she sniffed it up close to her body, she only felt the osmanthus fragrance with a special fragrance. Intoxicating outside.

Seeing that the master was interested, the maidservant took out the hibiscus that had been hidden in the cabinet for a long time and said with a smile, "Today's mother is really as beautiful as the osmanthus fairy, which makes me so moved to see it."

Wu Wanqing looked ankotly at the bronze mirror inlaid with emerald jade. Her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and her eyes rippled like water in the blue waves.

"Open the box, and add some more fragrance. It's windy today, and I'm afraid that the fragrance on my body will be blown away. As Wu Wanqing spoke, she looked at the corner of the room. Several pots of magnolia grass there were the best. I heard that this grass was also called fairy grass. When making tea, she only felt that the fragrance was in the viscera and full of energy.

The maid put incense on Wu Wanqing's body and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you think that a noble concubine will let the emperor stay in Guixiang Palace today?"

Originally, her mood became sad at the moment. To be honest, she didn't know that the emperor would stay overnight. Since the miscap, she has long been out of favor. Today is an opportunity she must seize and must never let go...