The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Yu Qingluo was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Concubine Shu to remind her like this.

  The person she refers to in this sentence...is the imperial concubine Meng.

  Indeed, the imperial concubine Meng is so eccentric that everyone in this palace can see clearly. But no one knew why Concubine Meng was so partial, and her attitude towards Ye Xiu Du and Ye Haoting was very different.

Yu Qingluo nodded slightly, "Thank you for your reminder, Concubine Shu, I and Lord Xiu are not people who like to cause troubles, and the complicated things in this palace are not very happy. If it is possible, it would be better to travel around freely. It doesn’t matter who is partial, and whether the palace is complicated or not, it’s none of our business anyway. After the lady’s illness is cured, I’m afraid it will be a little harder to meet again. The lady must take care of her body in the future."

Concubine Shu was shocked suddenly, her face flashed with shock.

  When he wanted to say something, Yu Qingluo had already turned around, and slowly got on the soft sedan chair, which was carried out of the Shengping Palace.

  The rain on the eaves was pattering down again, and the drizzle was drizzling, although it was not too heavy, but the whole air became damp again.

Concubine Shu stood at the door for a long time, until the close-fitting Grandma Liang put on her a cloak distressedly, and she came back to her senses.

"Niang, you are not very well, why are you still standing here to blow your hair? If you catch a cold, wouldn't all of today's diagnosis and treatment be wasted?" Mother Liang helped her walk back, turned and closed the door, blocking the constant The cold wind pouring inside.

Concubine Shu looked slightly solemn, and Grandma Liang brought a cup of **** tea for her to go to the cold.

Concubine Shu just took a sip, then sighed involuntarily.

Mother Liang was puzzled, "Niang Niang, after the princess's diagnosis and treatment just now, Niang Niang's complexion has indeed improved a lot. And the princess also promised that she will cure her illness for her. Why is she not hesitating and unhappy? Looks like?"

   "You heard the words just now."

  Grandma Liang was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded.

  "What do you think?"

  Grandma Liang lowered her head, "The old slave dare not speculate without authorization."

Concubine Shu shook her head with a smile, "Okay, what are you doing while hiding in front of this palace? In this world, the most trusted person in this palace is you. If you tell me, just say it."

   "Yes." Grandma Liang pondered for a moment, and then hesitated to speak, "The old slave felt that the princess's words meant that he was telling the empress who did not want to be an emperor."

   "Yes." Concubine Shu sighed heavily again, "It happened that the Emperor Xiu, who the emperor relied most heavily on, dismissed that position."

   "Isn't that just right? Lord Xiu has no idea, Lord Bao..."

Concubine Shu shook her head, raised her hand to interrupt her, and sighed, "No one knows Bo'er's character better than me. Although he is the oldest of the brothers, he is not the most flexible prince. He is. If you are a Taiping prince, you will have no worries in your life, but if you sit in that position, you may not be able to sit for a few years."

  Grandma Liang lowered her head and did not dare to answer. But I agree with Concubine Shu in my heart. Although Prince Bao is also smart, he is far from the keenness of Prince Xiu. That position is what many princes want after breaking their heads. If the next emperor has no superior means, Without the momentum to overwhelm everyone, I'm afraid it will be pulled down soon.

Concubine Shu stood up, staring at the thicker and thicker drizzle outside the window, her eyes faintly, "Apart from the grievances between our palace and Concubine Meng, this palace also thinks that Prince Xiu is the most qualified to sit in that position. The prince is dull. , The three princes are impulsive, the fourth princes have no courage, the sixth princes have no sense of existence, the seventh princes...... Oh, even if they are smart, my palace does not favor him, the eighth princes are wise, but their temper is not restricted, plus The maiden family of Wan Fei is not strong enough, they are all literati, who think they are high-minded, and disdain to fight. The nine princes and ten princes died young, and the eleven princes were still young, so they were not the opponents of many brothers. It's suitable."

  Grandma Liang thought about it for a moment, and that was indeed the case.

  The mother and concubine of the prince Xiu is the imperial concubine Meng. The emperor has been loving him again, and what's more, the prince Xiu has such a smart son, even the emperor is afraid to let him go.

   "Manny, let's talk about the future. Now it is the most important thing to maintain a good body. The world is unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen in the future."

Concubine Shu chuckled softly when she heard the words, "That's what I said, my body is a little better, but I can't help but worry about it. No matter what, the only way to raise my body is that those who want to harm our mother and child don't have it. Opportunity. Let someone pass the meal, my palace has a good appetite today."

  Grandma Liang was dyed with joy, and quickly nodded down.

  As soon as she left, the people on the roof quickly swept down from above, and went straight to the gate of the palace without even stopping.

  After arriving next to the carriage where Yu Qingluo was sitting, he made a slight leap, and the person got into the curtain of the car.

"Look at your body is soaking wet, wipe it." Yu Qingluo in the car threw her a soft veil and shook her head secretly, "Didn't you say it, don't listen to it when it rains? If you live Ye Haoran can't find me desperately because of illness."

   Jin Liuli took Pa Ziyuan and wanted to say thank you, but she immediately took it back because of her words, and wiped her face vigorously with a cold snort.

  Yu Qingluo lazily leaned on the cushion of the carriage, and raised her voice slightly. The groom outside heard her voice, and with a flick of the whip, the carriage grumbled forward.

   Jin Liuli was almost wiped off, and then he threw the veil on Yu Qingluo's face.

  Yuqing stopped, smiled and threw the veil aside, then leaned in with interest and asked her, "What did you hear?"

   "Concubine Shu has no intention of fighting for the throne of Lord Bao, so she shouldn't be aiming at you and Lord Xiu."

  Jin Liuli's voice was a little cold, and she was speechless to the extreme of Yu Qingluo, a woman who had been smiling all day long but had a wicked face.

  How long have they not seen each other? It's hard to meet her without a good word, and she will be **** off.

  Yu Qingluo touched her chin. Concubine Shu's human temperament is fairly mild. In addition to her poor body, she has been exhausted from fighting the disease all day, and it is indeed difficult to have other thoughts.

  It's unpredictable, who knows if she will think about it again after she recovers from the illness?

   But no matter what, the affairs of Ah Fu and Concubine Shu are mostly irrelevant.

  "What about the flying pigeon?" Yu Qingluo asked again, "After she retires from me, she should return to the pavilion again."

   "En." Jin Liuli nodded, then squinted again, and leaned in front of her, "Speaking of this, I have something to ask you."

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