The Way of Favors

I wanted to put some water in, but it became extremely frequent after pregnancy.

"Wait." Xu Jin immediately sat up and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

The earth dragon burns in the house in winter, but it must be cold when it suddenly emerges from the hot bed. Fu Rong whispered: "The prince puts on his clothes before lighting the lamp, don't freeze."

She spoke softly and Xu Jin kissed her forehead.

The couple were very skilled in doing this. Worried about where Fu Ronggang would go when he woke up, Xu Jin kept helping him to sit down in front of Gongtong and then walked out with a smile. Knowing that Fu Rong didn't like him listening to the corner, she would hold back if he didn't walk far enough. Xu Jin didn't deliberately tease her, went to the window and sat down.

There is a slight rustling noise in the ear.

Xu Jin moved in his heart and opened the window slightly. The soft light from the room gushed out, and there was snow on the ground, and snow with goose feathers was falling. There is no wind, and the snowflakes fall quietly. If it weren't for someone to get up early in the middle of the night, they would only be seen the next day.

This is the first snow in Beijing this winter.

Xu Jin was taken aback.

"Snowing?"

Fu Rong's surprised voice came from behind, Xu Jin quickly closed the window tightly, and turned around and said, "Go back and lie down, don't freeze." As he said, he walked to Fu Rong and held her shoulders.

Fu Rong looked up at him, and leaned in his arms coquettishly: "Master, I want to see."

Xu Jin just happened to be energetic, squeezing the tip of her nose helplessly, taking out coats and cloaks to put on Fu Rong one by one, covering the people tightly before walking to the window with his arms around him, opening half of the window, he hugged her from behind Watch together, "Tell me when it's cold, sleep well tonight, and I will come back tomorrow and enjoy the snow with you."

Fu Rong rubbed the back of his head against his chest, looked at the fluttering snow outside, remembered something, and asked softly: "The prince remembers the time we met at the post house when our family entered Beijing the year before? That time? It also snowed heavily."

Xu Jin certainly remembers.

Fu Rong smiled, "At that time, if the prince hadn't brought the Linghu back, I would have thought that the prince had suggested that I should go."

Xu Jin pursed his lips.

He came to her on purpose. He should have liked her at the time, right? It’s just because of the face and self-esteem that she refuses to admit that she was moved first, but she refuses to admit it, still can’t help but want to see her, even if she sees him, she still pretends not to like, she deliberately gives her a cold face, even if I expected that I would be **** off by her again, and it was better to see it than if I could only imagine it in two places.

"Nongnong is not allowed to kneel on me again, I saw it uncomfortable." He clenched her hand tightly.

Fu Rong instinctively wanted to ask him whether she should kneel when he becomes the emperor, but this is too rebellious. She can't even see whether Xu Jin has the intention to seize the throne, so she dare not hint at him. Jin did not, she was a womanly person who dared to instigate him...

It's so desperate. It was accidentally passed to Emperor Jiahe, and he couldn't live if he wanted to.

Only one step is one step.

Tomorrow morning Xu Jin would go to court, and Fu Rong had seen enough freshness, and asked Xu Jin to close the window, and the two went back into the bed.

Fu Rong fell asleep soon.

Xu Jin didn't sleep.

He just saw it snowing, he suddenly remembered that the snow in the capital of the previous life stopped quickly, but the counties in the northwest of Huai'an and Zhulu were hit by a blizzard, and a large number of victims came to the capital. When the news came to the capital, the father sent him to the disaster relief and rectification. He was busy there for a month and only came back at the end of the twelfth lunar month.

This was a natural disaster, Xu Jin couldn't stop it, and the emperor trusted him to give him the task of helping the people. It was important, and he couldn't refuse it. It was just that Fu Rong was pregnant with a child, and he really couldn't bear to go away.

The light was off, Xu Jin gently rubbed Fu Rong's delicate face, and dropped a kiss.

Woke up the next day, covered in silver.

The snow was slippery, so Fu Rong only watched the scenery in the corridor. He ordered the little maids to pick the winter plums. A group of 13 or 14-year-old girls, it is rare that the master could have fun, all of them smiled and chirping. The birds flew away.

Fu Rong looked at them enviously.

Mei Xiang persuaded: "It's cold, the princess should go back to the house to rest. Later, I asked someone to fold the waxberry and send it to the house, and the princess would enjoy it in the house.

Fu Rong slowly turned around with her help, and walked with emotion: "You said that when it snowed in previous years, I either thought it was cold or the snow would wet my shoes. I didn't want to go anywhere in the house. I can't go, but I want to go again."

Lan Xiang smiled on the other side and said, "It's all the same. It's like I eat plum cake. The princess sends me to me every day. I don't like it when I'm tired. When the princess doesn't send me it, I should be greedy again. "

Fu Rong angered her: "Just tell me if you are greedy, you don't need to remind me to give you plum cake."

Mei Xianglanxiang laughed.

Xu Jin returned to the house at dusk and asked her to go ahead.

Ever since she became pregnant, Xu Jin had been worried that she had walked too much and accidentally fell. He had come to Fuyuanyuan to tell her about everything, and had never asked Fu Rong to go ahead.

Fu Rong curiously led the two maids past.

Before reaching the door, Fu Rong was overjoyed when he heard the hearty laugh of his brother inside. If he hadn't been pregnant, he would have ran by.

In May, Xu Jin was assassinated, and Su Wang's Mansion was closed behind closed doors. In June, Fu Rong was born pregnant. In order to save the baby, Fu Rong never went out again except for the time he entered the palace. My mother, sister and sister had come to see her several times, but her elder brother could not easily get free as a errand. After careful calculation, Fu Rong hadn't seen her brother for half a year.

Turning to the door, unexpectedly found that Fu Pinyan was there.

"Daddy, brother." Fu Rong's eyes were hot, and he didn't know why he was wronged.

I haven't seen my sister for more than half a year. Of course, Fu Chen thought too, but when she saw her with a big belly, the little girl cried again and couldn't help but want to tease her. Her eyes turned around Meixianglanxiang. Then he returned to Fu Rong: "You really are our family? No, I haven't seen her for half a year. Why is she ugly?"

The emotions in Fu Rong's heart disappeared completely, and he stared at Fu Pinyan: "Daddy, don't bring him next time, I don't think he is pleasing to the eye!"

Fu Pinyan smiled slightly, and the two admonished together: "How well is it to be a child in front of the prince?"

"Brother messed with me first, the prince heard it all." Fu Rong raised his chin at his man like a demonstration.

Fu Chen immediately begged for mercy: "Xing Xing Xing, you are now the princess. If you have a prince to support you, I can't afford to offend, right?"

Fu Rong chuckled, and took a seat next to Xu Jin, and asked expectantly: "Daddy, do you eat here tonight? I'll let the kitchen add a few more dishes, and Daddy at Hou's mansion will also let someone report a letter. Don’t let your mother and sister wait in vain."

Fu Pinyan looked at Xu Jin and knew that this was the son-in-law's surprise for his daughter, and immediately explained: "When you come over, you will send someone there, so you don't need to remember your mother."

Only then did Fu Rong know that Xu Jin had left for dinner. When he looked at Xu Jin, his eyes were full of joy and gratitude.

In front of his father-in-law and brother-in-law, Xu Jin did not show any expression.

Fu Rong understood that he had to be serious, smile secretly in his heart, ignore him, and talk to his father and brother affectionately.

Dinner was quickly set, and Fu Rong happily spent a meal accompanied by his family. After the meal, it was dark. Fu Rong wanted to go out with Xu Jin to give someone away. The three men were not allowed. Seeing Mei Xianglanxiang and the two maidservants helping Fu Rong to go back, Xu Jin made a please gesture. .

Xu Jin and Fu Pinyan walked side by side, and suddenly said: "Today I heard news that the snow in the northwestern counties seems to have not stopped, does the father-in-law know?"

The Secretary of General Political Affairs is in charge of the internal and external chapters, and foreign officials have relevant notes handed over. Fu Pinyan is in the Secretary of General Political Affairs.

Fu Pinyan knew that the prince and his son-in-law inviting them over was not as simple as having a meal with their daughter. Hearing this, he thought about it, and said: "It is true, but it is very cold in the north. It is not uncommon for two consecutive days of snow to fall, officials there. It's only mentioned slightly."

Xu Jin nodded: "It is true, but I heard that the snow conditions in Huai'an and Zhulu counties are different from previous years. Could the officials there mention it?"

Fu Pinyan understood, and said solemnly: "The prince's worry about the country and the people is the blessing of the great Wei people, so the minister planned to report the matter to him when he returned."

It just so happened that the three of them had already reached the door, Xu Jin stopped, and arched his hands towards Fu Pinyan.

Fu Pinyan and Fu Chen got into the carriage together.

Fu Chen asked in a low voice, "Father, the prince has the exact news. Want to give you the credit?"

Fu Pinyan turned his head and asked, "What credit?"

Just as Fu Chen was about to continue explaining, he noticed the smile in his father's eyes and closed his mouth with interest.

In the early morning of the second day, Fu Pinyan presented a memorial, begging the emperor to send people to inspect various places to prepare for disasters regarding the heavy snowfall in several counties near the capital. Someone immediately questioned him about making a fuss. The snowfall in winter could not be more common, and the prefects and counties in various places should take precautions. Emperor Jiahe didn't pay too much attention to it. Unexpectedly, the counties of Huai'an and Zhulu soon sent an emergency play, saying that the snow suddenly increased and the houses collapsed and the people were displaced. It was a disaster.

Emperor Jiahe was furious, and the dynasty dismissed the four county magistrates and several officials of the General Administration Department, and promoted Fu Pinyan to the official status of the third grade general ambassador, and then sent the leader of Su Wang to relief the people.

Both news reached Fuliyuan at the same time.

Xu Ling quickly entered the room after hearing the young man's reply. After hesitating for a moment, he first told Fu Rong the news of Fu Pinyan's promotion.

His father was promoted. Of course, Fu Rong was happy, and immediately arranged for someone to back up the gift and send it to Jingyanghoufu.

"Princess, there is one more thing." Xu Ling said as calmly as possible, "The emperor sent the prince to the northwest for disaster relief, and he set off in the afternoon. The prince asks you to pack his bags for him, and he will come back for lunch."

Xu Jin is leaving Beijing?

Fu Rong's smile stiffened, and he asked blankly, "Does the prince say when he will return to Beijing?"

Xu Ling bowed his head, the prince probably didn't know clearly, right?

Fu Rong stood there for a while, and soon calmed down, personally preparing the things Xu Jin would take when he went out.

The author has something to say: Su Wang: Stepmother!

Fu Rong: Stop scolding, be careful she doesn't call you back, ah, the prince must come back alive!

King Su:...

☆Chapter 163

After getting married, Fu Rong hasn't separated from Xu Jin.

If the Jiahe Emperor sent Xu Jin to leave Beijing for business when he first married, Fu Rong would not have any thoughts of divorce, and he would probably be glad that he could not have **** with Xu Jin without having a child. Now I am looking forward to three more. In the coming month, she was about to give birth, but the good husband who was by her side every night was about to leave, and Fu Rong was uncontrollably lost.

She didn't know when Xu Jin returned to Beijing, and Fu Rong didn't know anything about Xu Jin's travel experience before moving to King Su's Mansion in her previous life.

A thick chiffon cape, warm gloves and cotton socks, a hand-stove soup lady for warming hands and feet, warm **** sliced ​​ginseng...

Fu Rong moved everything he could think of into the carriage.

When I got busy, I temporarily forgot what Xu Jin was going to leave until Xu Jin came back.

"Lord..." Fu Rong hugged his waist, really reluctant, because Xu Jin really took good care of her at night.

She is a small bird, and Xu Jin smells the scent on her body, and is equally reluctant. The departure was imminent, and there was not much time left for the two of them. Xu Jin simply didn't use it, and spent all his meal time on bidding farewell to his wife.

"I will definitely come back years ago. Don't worry about it." Xu Jin helped Fu Rong sit down on the bed, and Xu Jin pulled the embroidered stool and sat across from her, holding her hand, and then bowed his head to kiss her belly, his eyes became more gentle. This year is the first time for our family of three to celebrate the new year. I will definitely come back to spend time with you."

Fu Rong's delivery date was in February, but now the child can kick his parents, and it is not wrong to say that he is a family of three.

He was so sure, Fu Rong was relieved, looking at his eyes and said: "The prince must take care of himself outside. I heard that there is a big snow, and the prince should wear thicker clothes when he goes out. Before going to bed at night, remember to drink a bowl of **** soup with bubble feet. Be careful not to freeze."

"I've fought a war." Xu Jin smiled, holding her hands up, "No matter how bitter there is, it won't be more bitter than the battlefield. Do you really treat me as a pampered and noble prince? I am not afraid of eating and sleeping. Are you afraid that the sky is freezing? I just can't worry about your two. You are well, and I am completely relieved."

Thinking that Xu Jin had once been on the battlefield, Fu Rong felt that he was worried in vain, but he was not convinced.

Xu Jin liked her care, lifted her chin and kissed her.

The parting is about the same as the little couple wins the wedding.

The more they kissed, the more reluctant to give up, knowing that he was afraid it would be too late to kiss, Xu Jin forced himself to retreat.

Fu Rong was panting, his lips were as rosy and beautiful as cherries as he kissed him, and a pair of beautiful eyes were filled with mist, arousing pity.

Xu Jin closed his eyes abruptly and whispered in her ear: "Nongrong, if you are not pregnant, I will definitely take you with you."

He bit her ear again, and Fu Rong turned to hide. No matter how comfortable it was, he didn't feel confused by his kiss. He whispered, "I'm not going. The prince is not afraid of hardship, I am afraid."

The delicate and lazy words finally made Xu Jin's sorrows disappear.

It’s almost done with his wife. Xu Jin leaned over, facing Fu Rong’s belly and talked to the child: "Daddy is leaving, you have to listen to your mother, dare to bully your mother when I’m not at home, and wait for you to come to see me. How to teach you."

The baby in her belly seemed to understand and kicked her feet gently.

"Good son." Xu Jin kissed there again.

Fu Rong lowered his head to watch the two of them talk, or watch Xu Jin talk to himself stupidly, full of tenderness.

Xu Ling suddenly reminded him outside.

Xu Jin moved for a while, slowly raised his head and kissed Fu Rong's cheek: "If you have anything to write to me, I will also write to you."

Fu Rong nodded reluctantly, tears in his eyes unconsciously.

Xu Jin kissed her eyes, "I'll go by myself, don't give it away, eat well later."

After Yubi no longer missed, strode away.

Fu Rong sat silently in the room, sitting and sat hungry, and the little guy in his stomach kicked her in protest. Fu Rong smiled and told Mei Xianglanxiang to pass the meal.

It's not that he won't come back, he's only been apart for a month, what's the reluctance?

Thinking of being open-minded, Fu Rong lay down alone at night, touching the empty mattress beside him, and Fu Rong couldn't sleep anymore.

Fortunately, there are relatives.

Probably because she was afraid that she would live alone in the palace, the Qiao family would be more diligent in coming to the palace. Fu Rong has younger sisters and younger brothers, elder sisters and nieces, as well as Fu Bao, Qin Yunyu, and other younger sisters who usually talk to joking around. The life is also fulfilling. Fu Xuan also lives in Suwang’s Mansion. Fu Rong played chess and talked.

On this day, Xu Jin’s elder aunt Xie came to visit with Xu Jin’s aunt Qin Er, and sisters Cui Wan and Qin Yunyu also came.

Fu Xuan and the two elders also met several times and saluted quietly.

Xie's shook Fu Xuan's small hand and said, "Six girls will only be thirteen years later, right? Look at this, you will be compared with your third sister in two years."

"My aunt is absurdly praised." Fu Xuan Luoluo replied generously. She and Fu Rong are sisters, and the same name Fu Rong generally calls Xie.

Qin Yunyu was very close to the Fu sisters, and laughed and joked after hearing this: "How can my aunt say this in front of my fourth sister-in-law? What if the fourth sister-in-law doesn't like to listen? Who doesn't know that the fourth sister-in-law is the number one in the capital. A beauty."

Fu Rong feintly stretched out his hand at her: "Even you dare to laugh at me. Come here and see if I don't pinch your mouth!"

Qin Yunyu smiled and hid behind Fu Xuan.

Fu Rong greeted the two elders to take a seat, and Mei Xiang led the little maid to order tea.

Fu Rong was a little surprised that Cui Wan also came, and asked curiously, "Why isn't my sister in the palace today?"

Cui Wan said softly, "The day before yesterday, Yunyu entered the palace. I learned that she was here today, so I went out of the palace with her. I will enter the palace again tomorrow to see my aunt and bring things back by the way."

"Move back?" Fu Rong puzzled.

Xie touched her daughter's head and said with emotion: "Yes, Wanwan is also fifteen years later, she is a big girl, and it is not suitable to live in the palace again. She can only visit her aunt when she has time. "

Cui Wan lowered her head shyly.

Fu Rong knew that girls from big families usually started talking about marriage after he was married. Although Cui Wan's marriage had already been decided, it was time to avoid suspicion. If she stayed in Zhaoning Palace, there might be gossips.

It's just a mother-in-law, who suddenly lost her daughter-in-law Jie Yuhua, afraid that she will be lost for a while?

Secretly thinking, suddenly found that Mrs. Qin Er was quietly looking at his sister, her eyes seemed very satisfied.

Fu Rong looked at his sister.

Fu Xuan sat upright, raised her hands calmly and dignified, she was taller than a girl of the same age, she looked like a 14th-five-year-old girl.

Fu Rong's eyes swept away from Madam Qin's body again, and suddenly a thought came up in his heart, Madam Qin's wife would not want to marry her sister home as a daughter-in-law, right? Qin Ying, Qin Ying seems to be six years older than her younger sister? By the time his sister was fifteen, Qin Ying was twenty-one, and Mrs. Qin was really willing to marry her son so late?

Fu Rong instinctively didn't want to believe it, but the second Madam Qin looked at her sister's eyes too badly. Looking at the princes of Emperor Fu's Erlang, it seemed common to marry a wife in her twenties.

When the guests left, Fu Rong called Fu Xuan to his side, and wanted to ask her sister if she had ever dealt with Qin Ying. He was afraid that her sister would be too clever to guess what she meant, and then train her in the opposite direction. After all, he did not speak. .

Wait a minute, Xu Jin came back and knocked on her side to inquire, maybe Qin Ying already had a sweetheart.

My sister is still young anyway.

Zhaoning Palace.

Concubine Shu was worried about her son as well as her daughter-in-law. As she could not go out of the palace, she could only take out needles and threads to sew clothes for her grandchildren who were born in the spring.

Cui Wan walked in excitedly from the outside holding a pot of "ten zhang curtain" chrysanthemums, "Auntie, look how well this pot is opened... Why is my aunt sewing clothes again, please pay attention to your eyes and don't get tired."

The niece was in high spirits, so Concubine Shu put down her needle and thread and enjoyed the flowers with her.

"Auntie, I like this pot, can I take it home tomorrow?" Cui Wan asked affectionately.

Concubine Shu sighed and squeezed her small face: "It's so cruel, it doesn't count as if I have left, but I still want to take my flowers along."

Cui Wan leaned into her arms and said softly, "Don't be sad, auntie, I will come to see you whenever I have time, and I can't bear you either."

The wife said a while and posted her own words. Concubine Shu patted Cui Wan on the shoulder and stood up and said: "Since the flowers are blooming well this year, Wan Wan will go with me to pick some pots. Your sister-in-law is bored at home. Give her a potted flower, it feels comfortable to look at."

Cui Wan showed a disappointed expression, pretending to be jealous and said: "Auntie, I think you want to give me a few pots, I picked it for my sister-in-law after a long time. It's really partial."

Concubine Shu couldn't help but patted her hand and said, "Well, well, I will also send you to you, can you pick those flowers?"

Cui Wan was satisfied.

The two of them wandered around the flower room for a long time, carefully selected a dozen famous pots of chrysanthemums and brought them to the house. After another selection, they picked out the best nine pots, and the grand palace lady next to Shu concubine personally led them to the palace .

Soon nine pots of famous chrysanthemums were placed in Fu Rong's house.

Of course, Fu Rong liked the gift from her mother-in-law. After sending it away, she led Fu Xuan to enjoy the flowers.

The scenery is bleak in winter, and seeing so many colorful chrysanthemums at once is really pleasing to the eye. Fu Xuan knew each other, and Fu Rong was just behind her and introduced her to her like a sister. The little girl reads many books and has a good memory, so she remembers the origin of every pattern clearly.

When he walked to a pot of red and yellow chrysanthemums, Fu Rong's eyes lit up, "I've seen this pot. Isn't it called Phoenix Zhenyu?" After speaking, he lowered his head and smelled it.

Fu Xuan nodded, because this basin of Phoenix Zhenyu was so beautiful, after Fu Rong raised her head, she couldn't help but bow her head to sniff.

The little girl closed her eyes and looked attentive, which was very different from Fu Rong's way of taking a breath.

Fu Rong waited patiently for her younger sister, her younger brother was lively and her younger sister Wenjing, she liked them all.

After enjoying the flowers, Fu Rong asked Fu Xuan to pick a few pots and move them to her wing.

Fu Xuan and his sister were not polite, and moved over with four maids.

After getting up the next morning, Fu Xuan personally watered a few pots of chrysanthemums. Knowing that Fu Rong was up late, she enjoyed the flowers in the house by herself. The pots that went to the room to see Fu Rong were all placed outside. Action, not afraid to noisy the sleeping sister inside.

Meixiang learned of her intentions and invited people in.

"You watered the water last night?" Fu Xuan asked softly, peering at the soil in the flowerpot.

Mei Xiang nodded, knowing Fu Xuanxihua and knowing a lot, and asked anxiously: "Did I pour the wrong thing?"

Fu Xuan shook his head, "It's okay, it's almost the same, I just asked casually..."

Before he finished speaking, he frowned and bowed his head to smell a few pots of chrysanthemums.

Mei Xiang was puzzled.

Fu Xuan smelled all the five pots of chrysanthemums, and when he got up, his expression was complicated: "Sister Meixiang loves flowers, you can smell these five pots carefully to see if there is something wrong." He opened the curtain and went inside. In the room, seeing that Fu Rong slept peacefully in the gauze, and there was nothing wrong with him, he quietly retreated.

Mei Xiang just finished smelling the last pot, and said in confusion: "Six girls, I don't think anything is wrong, it smells the same."

"Even if they are all chrysanthemums, the fragrance shouldn't be so similar, not to mention that these pots weren't so fragrant yesterday." Fu Xuan said with a calm face and ordered her to invite Ge Chuan.

☆Chapter 164

???? "Sister, wake up."

In the dawning room, Fu Xuan sat on the edge of the bed and called out softly.

After Fu Rong became heavier, he developed a sleeping position facing inside. This was taught by his mother, saying that the pregnant woman would sleep more comfortably on the left side. Hearing her sister's voice, she slowly turned around and rubbed her eyes sleepily: "Xuan Xuan? When is it?"

Her face was much rounded, but she looked like the old sister who loved to sleep late. Thinking that her sister had gone through two scheming after she married to the palace, Fu Xuan felt sour, and she stretched out her hand to help Fu Rong get up and whispered: "Something happened. , Sister gets up first to clean up, and I'll tell you later."

She was mysterious, and it seemed that something serious happened, and Fu Rongkuan disappeared.

"Sister is sick?" Fu Xuan personally took care of her dressing, looked at her sister's belly, and asked worriedly.

"No, it's good." Fu Rong said honestly. Seeing the two maids brought by Fu Xuan, Qingzhu Duanshui came in, he became more confused, "Where is Meixianglanxiang?"

"The two of them are not suitable to serve my sister at the moment." Fu Xuan said calmly.

Fu Rong looked at her and didn't ask any more.

After packing, Fu Xuan led Fu Rong to the hall.

In the middle of the hall, Mother Wen was talking to Ge Chuan, Mei Xiang Lan Xiang kneeled in the middle, Lan Xiang's eyes were red, Mei Xiang's expression was still calm, only a gentle face was pale as paper, seeing Fu Rong, the two shouted together The voice "Princess".

"What's going on?" Fu Rong frowned.

Mother Wen helped her sit down, and persuaded her kindly: "Wang Hao, don't worry, please ask Mr. Ge to get your pulse first. Let's talk about it later if we have something."

Concerning his own body, Fu Rong was kind enough, his eyes swept across the people in the room, and then he cast his attention to the nine pots of chrysanthemums in the courtyard outside, and finally landed on the nine small houses kneeling on the side and four Fuyu courtyard small houses. On the maid.

Ge Chuan took the pulse for her, quickly took his hand, got up and said: "The princess has a stable fetal condition, you don't need to worry.

Fu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and stood beside Fu Rong and explained: "Sister, I came here to see you after I finished admiring my four pots of chrysanthemums this morning, but I found that those pots smelled different than when we admired the flowers yesterday. The faint scent, I felt something was wrong, and people brought my four pots over, and found that there was more of this scent, but it was not there when I left the room."

Ge Chuan answered: "The old man has checked it. It should be someone who buried the musk powder in the shallow soil of the root of the chrysanthemum in advance. When the musk was brought here yesterday, the musk was covered by the soil, so the princess and six girls did not notice. Then the nine pots of chrysanthemums were distributed. On both sides, Mei Xiang watered the chrysanthemum last night, and the musk was exposed by the impact of the water and was noticed by the six girls. And the six girls watered the chrysanthemum in the morning, and it took a while for the musk to emit, so the six girls didn’t smell it when they just watered the water. When you arrive, you will hear it later."

Fu Rong understood, looked at the fragrance of plum fragrant orchids, and then at the people kneeling in the yard: "The only ones who can hide things in the soil are those who have touched chrysanthemums, right? First of all, a few people in the yard can be excluded. When they moved chrysanthemums to the Fushouyuan, each of them only touched one pot of chrysanthemums. If someone touched them one by one, they would be noticed at that time, so they had no chance to add medicine to the nine pots of chrysanthemums. But from yesterday when the chrysanthemums were placed in the Fusiuyuan to today In the morning, apart from my sister and I, the only people who have been outside are Meixianglanxiang..."

"Wang Hao, we didn't do it, we will never harm you!" Mei Xianglan kowtow together.

Fu Rong certainly believed in his maid. Not to mention their loyalty to her in the previous life, but only to mention that in this life, the two really wanted to harm the child in her womb. There was a chance. If they were just to divert their attention, they could secretly use their hands and feet to blame others when she entered the palace. , You can also start when the female relatives from other residences in Jingyang Hou Mansion come over, don't have to wait until today.

But Fu Rong could not bluntly say that Mei Xianglanxiang was innocent in front of Mother Wen.

Because in addition to the people in the Su Palace, the people in the Zhaoning Palace can also do things in the chrysanthemum, and there are more opportunities. Fu Rong bluntly said that Meixianglanxiang is innocent, and he pushed all the suspects to the Zhaoning Palace. Although Fu Rong really suspected that someone in Zhaoning Palace had moved his hands or feet, she could not tell it. She could not trust the maid beside her without any evidence, and then doubt her mother-in-law.

Sister Wen spent so many years in the palace, what Fu Rong could think of, of course she also thought about it, and now she represents Zhaoning Palace.

She walked to Fu Rong and lowered her head to ask for instructions: "The princess, Mei Xianglanxiang, are suspicious. The **** who carried the chrysanthemum in Zhaoning Palace also has doubts. Please allow the old slave to enter the palace and report the matter to Empress Ming , Let’s interrogate together, so that the insidious villain won’t run away."

This is what Fu Rong waited for.

She put her hand on her belly and said with a solemn expression: "This matter is related to the king's sons and whether the Zhaoning Palace of the King Su Mansion hides the villain. Then I will trouble the grandmother to run. When the grandmother is over there, you must first Niang Niang made it clear that I was healthy, lest her elderly be worried."

Mother-in-law Fu Rong believed in 10,000 people.

Sister Wen nodded. Fu Rong was used to telling Mei Xiang to get the waist card of Su Wang's Palace. Before she spoke, she changed it to Xu Ling and asked her to look at Mei Xiang to take it.

Sending away Mother Wen and Ge Chuan, only Fu Rong sisters and four maids were left in the hall, and Xu Ling stayed outside.

Meixiang Lanxiang finally couldn't help crying. Even if the musk was not their hands and feet, they were negligent if they hadn't noticed the abnormality of the chrysanthemum in the morning. Otherwise, if the six girls were not keenly aware of the abnormality, the princess would probably have a bad deal.

"Wang Hao, it's useless to me. I smelled the potted flowers when I cleaned the house in the morning, but I didn't even notice it." Mei Xiang kowtowed and admitted.

Lan Xiang also kowtowed her head, she also looked at the potted flowers, and when she smelled the faint fragrance, she regarded it as a floral fragrance.

Fu Rong was in a mess. Seeing them crying, she reprimanded angrily: "Okay, if you have regrets and grievances, it is better to think about how to prove your innocence, Xu Ling, you take someone to search their two houses. , No matter whether they are found or not, they will be locked up in the woodshed first, and will be released when the real murderer is caught."

Lan Xiang looked up in horror.

Mei Xiang smiled and kowtowed: "What the princess taught is that we will definitely think about it behind closed doors."

Lan Xiang reacted slowly, listening to her joy, she quickly turned around, grinning silly.

This can only be arranged like this for the time being. Fu Rong shouted loudly for the two second-class maids who had been guarding outside, instructed them to prepare meals, and then sent someone to Ruyizhai to pass a message, and ordered Qinxiang to come back and wait for a while.

When the sisters ate their meals alone, Fu Xuan looked at Fu Rong's expression and asked in a low voice, "Is there any doubt in my sister?"

Fu Rong shook his head.

There was no suspect in Su Wang Mansion. Fu Rong at Zhaoning Palace didn't know who had passed through those chrysanthemums before. Only the mother-in-law could find out.

Zhaoning Palace.

When Sister Wen entered the palace, Concubine Shu and Cui Wan had just finished their breakfast, and Cui Wan's luggage was all packed, and she only left the palace in the afternoon.

Therefore, when Mother Wen whispered back about the King's Mansion, Cui Wan was also there.

"Sister-in-law is okay?" She couldn't help holding her veil tightly, and asked anxiously, "I've read it in medical books, saying that pregnant women can't touch musk the most!"

Concubine Shu calmly patted her hand, the daughter-in-law is really troubled, and Mother Wen is definitely not like this.

After receiving an affirmative answer from Sister Wen, Cui Wan breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, and looked at Concubine Shu: "Auntie, it's clear that someone deliberately framed the fourth sister-in-law, and even dared to do something on the chrysanthemum that her aunt gave her , His heart is punishable!"

Concubine Shu nodded. This niece came to be smart and grew up in the palace. It is not surprising to think of the key.

She thought about it carefully, and instructed the grand **** Cen Gonggong next to her: "All the people who served in the flower room, including those who went to Suwangfu to send flowers today, are taken into custody, interrogated one by one, and searched for musk in the room before going. Ask the doctor to check if there is musk in other pots in the flower room."

Father Cen bowed his head to take the lead.

"Wait!" Cui Wan suddenly shouted, and turned to Concubine Shu in the doubtful eyes of Cen's father: "Auntie, I picked the flowers with you, so I am also suspected. My aunt asked Cen's father to take me. Let’s do a search too. I know that my aunt believes me, but this must be investigated clearly. I also have to prove my innocence so that I can see my sister-in-law in the future."

Mother Wen nodded approvingly.

Concubine Shu, the niece raised by her own hands, certainly wouldn't doubt it, but Cui Wan's words did make sense, so she signaled Cen Gonggong to follow Cui Wan's words.

Cui Wan glanced at herself, walked up to Mother Wen and said, "Madam, go and search my body in the house. I and the ladies of the court are both suspicious and deserve the same search."

Concubine Shu frowned, "Why did you girl come here with horns?"

Cui Wan turned her head, with tears in her eyes: "I feel uncomfortable in my heart when something like this happened to my sister-in-law. It's okay for my aunt to catch the real murderer. If you don’t want to be alienated from your sister-in-law, you must thoroughly prove that I have never done it before. Auntie don’t persuade me. I know you believe me."

Her words were reasonable, and Concubine Shu sighed and let her go.

Mother Wen led Cui Wan to the inner room, checked Cui Wan's body up and down, and sent someone to send her sachet to Father Cen.

An hour later, Grandpa Cen came over and replied: "The minion has already checked thoroughly. Today, I found a packet of musk powder in the autumn lotus room that accompanied Aunt Li to send flowers to the palace. After washing the hands, there is still a musky smell in the nails."

Qiuhe is a third-class maid of Zhaoning Palace, and Concubine Shu has some impression.

"Everyone else let it go, continue to interrogate her, be sure to find out where she got the pack of musk and who instigated it."

"This……"

Father Cen raised his head to look at her, his voice lowered, "Hui Niangniang, when the minion sent someone to search, Qiu He had already taken poison and committed suicide. The doctor had seen it and guessed that Qiu He didn't have it last night..."

Concubine Shu, who had always been indifferent before, finally stood up in shock at this time, her eyes were rare and sharp.

She only learned today that her Zhaoning Palace had hidden a deep-minded expert. After using the autumn lotus, she quietly silenced that day.

☆Chapter 165

???? The news that was found in Zhaoning Palace was soon brought to King Su's Mansion by Mother Wen.

Sisters Fu Rong and Fu Xuan listened together.

"No musk was found in the other chrysanthemum pots in the empress’ flower room, not even the pots that were selected together. It can be seen that the nine pots on the side of the princess were manipulated on the way out of the palace or on the way to the palace. Li The aunt and the palace ladies who carried the chrysanthemum said that they did not change the chrysanthemum when they left the palace. When they arrived at the palace gate, they mounted a carriage, and the four palace ladies returned to the palace. Aunt Li led Qiuhe and the four palace ladies to the palace. Two carriages Aunt Li and Qiuhe ride in the same car and take care of the nine pots of chrysanthemums. Aunt Li testifies that Qiuhe has indeed seen every pot of chrysanthemums, but the chrysanthemums are so beautiful, it’s not surprising that Qiuhe enjoys flowers...

Fu Rong frowned, interjecting: "The musky smell is strong, the carriage