The Way of Favors

???? On the other side of the palace, the prince Concubine Kang was sitting next to each other, Fu Rong and Cui Wan sat in one place, Li Huarong looked at the four of them, and found a place to sit by himself.

Concubine Kang watched the excitement with a smile. Before Princess Yongning, the concubine of Duan Yongning, didn’t look at the queen, the relationship between the two families was in the same situation. Now Li Huarong has no face to turn to the East Palace. Fu Rong harmed her family. Cui Wan is Fu Rong’s concubine, and Li Huarong will not take the initiative to join in. In the past, I could only be alone.

Seeing Li Huarong with his head held high and his arrogance still high, Concubine Kang couldn't help but sneered: "I haven't seen you for a long time, my five younger siblings have lost a lot."

Li Huarong glanced at her and said lightly, "I'm okay with Lao Er's wife."

Concubine Kang sneered: "Where do you hear that I miss you? I..."

"Father is very ill, don't say anything, be careful to alarm the father." The princess reminded unhappily.

She has always been aware of the general situation, and Concubine Kang shut her mouth in a serene manner. To be honest, the princess looked at Li Huarong, but saw Li Huarong's eyes faintly grateful. The prince was stunned, wondering if she had read it wrong, she was already familiar with Li Huarong, how could she...

In the next moment, Li Huarong nodded at her insignificantly, and then lowered his eyes, as if the kindness just now was just her illusion.

The prince concubine instinctively looked at Fu Rong and Cui Wan. Seeing that they were not paying attention, she turned her head and looked out the window, feeling moved.

Li Huarong's family died because of Fu Rong, Cheng Wang's mother Duan died because of Fu Rong, the Cheng Wang couple must hate Xu Jin and Fu Rong the most. In the face of **** hatred, the gap between him and the East Palace is really nothing. King Cheng and the throne are basically no match. At this time, does Li Huarong’s goodwill indicate that King Cheng wants to take refuge in their Eastern Palace?

See how they will perform in the future.

The princess soon calmed down again.

Fu Rong's attention was on Li Huarong. To say that the person who hated her most at this time was Li Huarong. If Li Huarong stared at her fiercely, Fu Rong felt normal, and now Li Huarong looked as if she did not have her, and Fu Rong was cold.

Calmness doesn't mean that I don't hate it, but it means that Li Huarong has more dangerous plans, so that he disdains these bright fights.

Looking at Cui Wan who looked worried next to her, Fu Rong was even more uncomfortable thinking that she might be thinking about her in her heart.

She's a lazy person, so she can’t stand it all night. Fortunately, there are two unpredictable people sitting next to her. Fu Rong was not sleepy enough to doze off. He stayed up until the morning Gao De came to do it again. Emperor Jiahe took the pulse and made sure that Emperor Jiahe had no worries about his life. From now on, he only needs to rest at ease. Fu Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because he could finally go home.

Concubine Shu and Concubine Routine decided to ask the daughters-in-law to go back to their respective residences to look after the children, while the princes continued to stay in the palace to guard.

At this time, there was no time for me. Fu Rong met Xu Jin from a distance and went out of the palace with Cui Wan and others.

In the palace, Brother Ju is looking for a mother.

Fu Rong hurriedly took Brother Ju from the nurse's arms and ordered everyone to go down. She coaxed her son in the house and was upset.

In memory, Emperor Jiahe's illness completely wounded his body and bones. He suffered the pain of losing his son and the anger of the prince's rebellion, and soon went away. It seemed that all the turmoil in the next two years was caused by the illness of Emperor Jiahe.

Thinking of Xu Jin's expedition next autumn, Fu Rong was scared. She didn’t understand the military affairs at the border, and she couldn’t even remind Xu Jin. After all, Fu Ning had been in contact with her. She dreamed of her accident, but she told Xu Jin that she had dreamed of a Huren. It's strange that he can believe it.

Being annoyed, a chubby hand suddenly stretched out in front of her.

Fu Rong returned to his senses, but it was a pity that it was too late, and that little hand was already touching the pit on her forehead. Last night, Emperor Jiahe was seriously ill. Of course, Fu Rong couldn't wear Huatian to attract people's attention, so he let off his bangs. At this time, when his son found out, looking at his curious phoenix eyes, Fu Rong's heart warmed and kissed his brother's face. Said: "What do you touch? Brother Ju also has a hole in his hand."

Speaking of holding his little hand, click the small dimple on the back of his hand.

In a blink of an eye, Brother Wei forgot about his mother's little pit, looked at his own hand for a while, then hugged his mother to look at it, grinning: "My mother has it too!

The little guy is innocent and carefree, and Fu Rong feels better.

When night fell, Xu Jin returned to the mansion, comforted Fu Rong, hugged his son, turned around and went to the yard of Mr. Zhang, the doctor of the Wangfu.

"Sir, do you know what disease is this? Is it serious?"

Without naming the surname, Xu Jin only described the situation of Jiahedi's illness.

Mr. Zhang lives in the palace. Of course he heard the news of Emperor Jiahe’s accident last night. He knew exactly who Xu Jin was talking about. He only pretended to be confused and said his condition: "This is indulgence. Ten people died when the disease started. It was a fluke that this person could get a life back. The young man suffered from this disease and he could recover after a few years of nursing care. The old man's foundation has been broken, but as long as he disciplines himself and does not overdo it. , There won't be much problem."

Xu Jin nodded, got up and said, "Please keep secret what you said tonight."

Mr. Zhang nodded solemnly.

Xu Jin strode towards the Fuyuanyuan.

On a winter evening, the wind was biting, Xu Jin walked very slowly, and his mind was how he got along with his father from childhood.

The emperor father is the emperor, and it is good to be able to give his mother so many years of doting. Compared with Fu Rong, his mother was of course very unhappy, but Xu Jin was not so unreasonable. He was willing to guard Fu Rong for the rest of his life. It was his luck that he met Fu Rong. No matter how good the mother is, she is not the person in the father's heart. Perhaps the father will not pet anyone alone, so Xu Jin can't hate him for it.

And the love of the emperor's father to him is indeed far more than that of the prince and others.

Xu Jin wanted that seat, but he never hoped that his father would have something wrong with him.

He just wants it, it doesn't matter sooner or later.

In the previous life, the father and the emperor concealed the true cause of the disease too closely. He did not know the truth and his mother did not know, so in this life he did not prevent Li Fei from entering the palace, but used her to attack the Queen and Prince. The queen is dead. Xu Jin wanted to catch the person who instigated their brother relationship, but now, he wants Li Fei to die and wants her to disappear completely beside his father. Li Fei is dead, there is no beauty and temptation, the father will become the original father who pays attention to maintenance.

But Li Fei is worthy to die.

Emperor Jiahe was ill in bed and ordered the prince to preside over the early dynasty on his behalf, but every memorial must be sent to the Chongzheng Hall, where Wanquan read it to him, and he dictated his will, and the prince gave an endorsement.

The prince was very satisfied, the previous suspicions were gone, and he ran errands for Emperor Jiahe peacefully.

At noon that day, Guan Ying still came to serve Emperor Jiahe to eat, but it happened that the prince was delayed for a while because of something, and he had not left.

Guan Ying went to the back first and came out after the prince had left.

After dinner, Emperor Jiahe fell asleep, and Guan Ying led Xia Yin away.

On the way, Guan Ying talked to Xia Yin, and after asking twice, she didn't get a response. When she turned her head, she looked forward to Shang Xia Yin's distracted expression.

"What do you think?" Guan Ying asked her with a smile.

Xia Yin blushed and shook his head. Guan Ying was suspicious, and left Xia Yin alone after she returned, insisting to ask clearly.

Xia Yin Dongxue is the celebrity beside Guan Ying, and she is more easy-going in private. Seeing Guan Ying's persistence, she sits in front of the couch, thumps Guan Ying's leg while bowing her head and whispered: "The slave girl really said it. laugh."

Guan Ying held the stove and urged her to speak quickly.

Xia Yin said shyly: "In fact, it's nothing. The slaves just think that the prince is pretty good. Among the princes, the prince and Su Wang are the best, but Su Wang always keeps his face cold. It is better for the prince to laugh. It’s easy to get close...it’s a pity that the prince's appearance is a little worse, not a slave and maid alone, but many people in the palace said that the prince deserves a more beautiful prince."

Guan Ying listened, and couldn't help thinking of how the prince held her that night.

It's really handsome and gentle.

She thought of the prince again, how could such a face be worthy of the prince?

If she...

Guan Ying felt bitter in her heart. Before he fell ill, Emperor Jiahe looked at him who was only in his forties, graceful and elegant, Guan Ying had forgotten that he was almost fifty. After this illness, Emperor Jiahe seemed to be getting old all of a sudden, Guan Ying suddenly noticed the difference between the two. She is only sixteen. She is so beautiful. If she could enter the palace a few years earlier, would she be able to point it to the prince?

No, Jiahedi likes her so much. If he meets her in advance, he will still leave her as a concubine.

But does Jiahedi really like her?

It's not.

Emperor Jiahe kept calling her Tingting. Guan Ying asked. Emperor Jiahe told her about Zhong Ting. Because the two were exactly the same and had the same temperament, Emperor Jiahe believed that she was the reincarnation of Zhong Ting. Guan Ying doesn't believe it, but she likes Jiahedi and therefore loves her. She doesn't dare to say that she is not, afraid that Jiahedi will be angry...

She is just a peasant girl, and Emperor Jiahe is the emperor, of course he is what he says.

Emperor Jiahe is fine, Guan Ying doesn't care, and enjoys the favor of men with ease. However, now, Guan Ying feels wronged for some reason. She hopes to meet a man who really likes her to control Ying, not a man who replaces her.

The prince's stunning eyes came to mind again.

Guan Ying unconsciously rubs the lines on the stove, Prince, isn't it...

When I went to the front in the evening, I found that the prince stepped out from the door, Guan Ying's pace was unconsciously slow.

When the prince saw her, his eyes narrowed.

In his eyes, there was an appreciation for beauty, Guan Ying didn't understand, she could still understand this look.

The heartbeat speeded up inexplicably, and Guan Ying blushed slightly, lowered her eyes, and continued to walk forward.

The two passed by.

The prince has been in the beauties all year round, looking at Guan Ying's blushing profile, how can he not understand?

Fearing to be noticed, he walked forward, took a few steps, and couldn't help but look back.

Guan Ying was about to go in, Yu Guangli noticed that the prince stopped, she tilted her head to look, her eyes met, she panicked, and quickly flashed in.

That night, the vigil Xia Yin mixed something in the incense burner.

Guan Ying is dreaming, dreaming of the prince, he is holding her softly...

"Mother, mother, wake up..."

Someone yelled in her ear, Guan Ying opened her eyes suddenly, panting.

Xia Yin's face flushed, he looked outside, and asked in a low voice: "The lady dreamed that the crown prince?"

Guan Ying was horrified, and then realized that most of the quilt was on her body, and she was still holding herself in one hand...

Guan Ying pulled up the quilt abruptly, eager to defend herself: "I, I didn't, what are you talking about?" Did she shout out?

Xia Yin comforted her and wiped her sweat, softly coaxing: "Don't be afraid, the maidservant will not say anything, the prince is as good as the prince, and the maidservant looks at the prince as if he is interested in the maiden. It is natural for the mother to be touched by the mother..."

Guan Ying stared at her in disbelief.

Sadness appeared in Xia Yin's eyes, and she lowered her voice: "Actually, the servant girl always thinks that the prince is more suitable for the prince... Alas, no matter how good the emperor is, she must go first than the prince. Then the lady is still young, but what should I do Slaves are women’s people, and the slaves will have a good life when they get better, so the slaves have the courage to say that, while the prince likes the maiden, the maiden should be caged with the prince. Then something will happen to the emperor in the future. You need to change your status, and you can still be the harem favorite!"

Guan Ying was completely stupid.

Xia Yin knelt down: "The maidservant is willing to plan for the long-term, and the slave maid will do her best to assist her. If the maid just wants to stay alone and end in depression, the slave maid will never say anything rebellious."

Guan Ying didn't return to her senses, she stared blankly at her kneeling confidant, the old face of Jiahe Emperor and the tall and straight figure of the prince in her mind alternately changed, and it took a long time before she finally settled on one person.