Chapter 320 Cherish the person in front of you, Pork Loin Reinforcing Soup
Zhao Minghong said: "The princess still had some friendship with Mrs. Song when she was a child. However, later on, Mrs. Song became ill and the two of them had less contact. I came here just to make the two of them acquainted."
Tao Wanyin was dressed plainly and decently, nodded and said: "Exactly."
Su Fengyue's eyes fell on Tao Wanyin, his cloudy eyes rolled around her belly, and he sighed: "Thank you, Princess, for remembering Yue'er."
I heard the word "Yue'er" in his voice.
Tao Wanyin was stunned for a moment.
These days, Princess Yong lives a leisurely life in the palace. With the example of Concubine Du, no one dares to be confused in front of her.
Ji Qingwu prepared the health balls for her, and she used them every day. She also gained a few ounces of meat on her body, and her cheeks were full of energy and blood.
Whenever King Yong saw her, his depressed mood due to the emperor's serious illness would get better.
Now, Tao Wanyin's face was as pale as the white flags in the mourning hall.
Zhao Minghong noticed something was wrong with her and asked: "Princess?"
Tao Wanyin remained motionless, her hands trembling slightly under her sleeves.
"Wan Yin?"
Zhao Minghong frowned and touched her wrist before she came back to her senses.
He asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Tao Wanyin looked at the tablet in front of her, not at Su Xiang. Maybe she heard wrong. After all, she couldn't tell the difference after so many years
She whispered: "I'm fine."
But his face was still visibly pale. King Yong immediately became interested and wanted to take Tao Wanyin back, but when he thought of his mission, he still endured it and walked towards the door.
Tao Wanyin stepped forward and placed a white flower on the altar.
She had long heard about Su Daiyue's illness.
A few days ago, Song Wei brought people to the medical clinic to cause trouble. She originally wanted to come out to help Ji Qingwu, but King Yong found out about it, so he refused to let her out. King Yong also found someone to watch over her and not allow her to leave. go out.
One is that she is afraid that her fetal image will be unstable, and the other is that Ji Qingwu is a member of the Wei family and she is not allowed to worry about outsiders.
While the two were arguing, news of Princess Huachang's arrival was sent back to the palace.
They had a cold war over this matter for several days.
Today, when King Yong came back from the palace, he said seriously that he would take her out of the palace, but he didn't expect that he would come to the Song family to express his condolences.
At this moment, seeing Song Wei leaning on the coffin in despair, Tao Wanyin felt sad. What could be more important than cherishing the person in front of him.
Thinking of this, Tao Wanyin suddenly realized that she had been too unreasonable and troublesome in the past few days.
She glanced at the door and found that Zhao Minghong had walked beside Su Fengyue. The two of them were talking about something unknown, so she found a secluded place and stood quietly.
The entrance to the mourning hall.
Zhao Minghong put his hands behind his back and said, "Xiang Su, I have something important to discuss with you."
Su Fengyue replied calmly: "My lord, if you have anything to do, it's okay to say it."
Zhao Minghong looked around and frowned: "This is not a good place to talk. How about going to my house?"
Su Fengyue said: "My lord, you should know that it is not appropriate for me to have too much contact with you at this time, lest I be suspected of forming a clique for personal gain."
Upon hearing his righteous rejection, King Yong's face turned ugly.
But compared with the stinky face that King Yong put on, the words that came out of his mouth were a sign of goodwill.
"Su Xiang was joking. Who knows that you are now in charge of the overall situation in the court. Who else in the court can compare with you?"
There was a smile in Su Fengyue's eyes, but he said in a panicked tone: "My lord, I dare not say that. The emperor is still sitting in the palace. The emperor has his own destiny. Maybe he will wake up one day."
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Zhao Minghong whispered: "I went to Zhaoyang Palace today, actually."
Su Fengyue's eyes slanted downward, obviously paying attention to what he was saying. Zhao Minghong said: "Actually, the emperor's brother has returned to the west. The news should be released tomorrow and the next day. Prime Minister Su should make preparations early."
"The little prince is still young. After thinking about it, I still feel that I, the uncle, should do something for him."
After hearing this, Su Fengyue shook his head and turned to leave. Zhao Minghong's hand behind his back instead fell to his side.
But when he was about to pass by King Yong, he said at a volume that only two people could hear: "Your Majesty, come to my house to talk to me when you are ugly."
King Yong nodded slightly, then raised his eyes and said: "Princess, let's go back to the mansion."
Tao Wanyin came over in response. Passing by the door, she inevitably had to pass by Su Fengyue. As soon as she walked in front of him, she felt flustered and short of breath. Her head also became dizzy and she was about to fall flat on the ground.
Zhao Minghong strode over, caught her, and held her waist steady.
He seemed to scold and persuade: "What's the rush? People who are healthy should be more careful."
King Yong and his wife left the Song Mansion.
The white-bearded official from before stepped forward and asked: "Master Prime Minister, but King Yong wants to trouble you?"
He was watching from the side, but King Yong had a bad face.
"Trouble me?" Unlike the humble attitude he maintained in front of King Yong, Su Fengyue sneered and said: "He doesn't dare."
The official winked and smiled ferociously: "What prince, he is just a showman, and marrying a princess is also a waste."
Su Fengyue glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense."
But the look on his face betrayed what he was thinking in his heart, and his eyes were filled with self-satisfaction.
No matter who you are, no matter how noble you are, you should crawl at his feet and beg him now.
Thinking about the bitterness and discomfort he endured all the way to his current high position as a commoner, and the many looks he received, he despised people like this who were born with wealth and destiny.
The same goes for his "good brother" Wei Zhengze. If he hadn't been from the Wei family, there wouldn't have been so many opportunities for promotion.
But even though he got so much, there was still something he couldn't get.
Su Fengyue walked to the spiritual tablet, and just as he was about to touch the spiritual tablet with his hand, Song Wei rushed over and snatched it away, holding it tightly in his arms.
With so many people watching, Su Fengyue didn't want to argue with this crazy and perverse son-in-law.
He looked at the moonlight on the horizon and said, "Old Liu, just stare here for a while, I want to go back home."
"Prime Minister, don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen."
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Ji Qingwu entered Su Fengyue's courtyard without encountering any obstacles.
Hanzhang was probably the most capable slave in the front yard, and all the servants who saw her along the way lowered their heads and avoided her.
Ji Qingwu held his head high, and his proud air was very well controlled.
After the two entered the house.
Wei Tongyou put down the soup can with a look of disgust: "What kind of soup is in here? It smoked me all the way. It smells really bad."
Ji Qingwu shut his nose and said: "Euzhong Morinda Replenishing Body Decoction."
Wei Tongyou had never heard of this soup and asked doubtfully: "Can such a fishy soup nourish the body? Won't you even vomit up your dinner after drinking it?"
Ji Qingwu analyzed: "The fishy smell is because there is pork loin in it, which is better to nourish the kidney than the body."
Wei Tongyou had a bitter look on his face and hurried to the clean room inside to wash his hands.
Ji Qingwu was looking around at the furnishings in the house, guessing where there would be hidden compartments.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Coming
(End of this chapter)