The next day, during breakfast, Xie Shizhu unexpectedly discovered that there was meat on the table today.

When the other concubines saw the meat on the table, their faces showed shock and looked at Song Yan one after another.

Song Yan smiled gently and said softly: "The salary has been reduced in the past few days, let's have a meal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Shizhu picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat.

While eating, she noticed that the four concubines looked at her and their eyes were not very friendly.

The system was silent for a few seconds and said: [Host, don't be targeted.]

Xie Shizhu sighed. Although these people are usually snobbish, they thought that their arms and legs were cut off and made into adult sticks.

All she could do was sympathy in her heart.

*

In the afternoon, Xie Shizhu was washing clothes, after all, she didn't have any maids.

She cleans clothes and so on by herself.

Xie Shizhu squatted on the ground, rubbed her clothes with her hands, and shook her sun, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Suddenly, a concubine walked up to her arrogantly, holding a wooden basin in her hand and putting clothes in it.

This is Concubine Shu and Chao Lan's follower.

Concubine Shu threw the basin in her hand in front of her, and several clothes fell out and scattered them on the ground.

"Mum, wash these items for me." Concubine Shu looked at her with contempt, her eyes full of contempt.

Xie Shizhu looked down at the brightly colored clothes, was silent for a few seconds, then raised her head and stared at Concubine Shu in surprise.

Concubine Shu sneered and said, "What are you looking at? You are still idle anyway."

In the plot, Concubine Shu is often entrusted by Chao Lanzhi and comes over to give Xie Shizhu a warning from time to time.

It can be said that it is a fox that pretends to be a tiger.

The original owner endured humiliation and did not bother with these people for the sake of his mission.

Hearing this, Xie Shizhu lowered her head, picked up Concubine Shu's clothes on the ground, and obediently put them into her basin.

Concubine Shu felt much more comfortable when she looked at her like before.

Xie Shizhu bent down and put his hands in the clothes in the basin. The next second he picked up the basin and directly pressed the basin on Shufei's head.

Concubine Shu was stunned. Her eyes were pitch black and her eyes were filled with shock. She seemed to be unable to believe that Xie Shizhu would be so bold.

The water in the basin flowed along the hair to the soles of the feet.

Concubine Shu's angry voice came out of the basin in a muffled manner: "Xie Shizhu, do you want to die?"

She wanted to struggle, but Xie Shizhu looked soft and had great strength, and she couldn't break free.

Immediately afterwards, a footstep sound appeared, gradually becoming clear, and then the prince's voice came into Shufei's ears.

"Today is the Zhongyuan Festival. According to the customs of Yanguo, river lanterns should be set at night..."

Song Wenyan walked from not far away, staring at Xie Shizhu with his narrow eyes, and his eyes slowly moved to her waist. After finding that there was no sachet, a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't Xie Shizhu's hand, so where did he throw it?

After seeing the prince, Xie Shizhu quickly let go of his hand and bent down to salute him.

Now Concubine Shu was able to break free, and she took off the basin on her head and threw it aside.

Then I heard a bang. Just as I was about to please the prince, I felt the air condensed.

Concubine Shu hurriedly looked at the prince. Seeing that the prince's face suddenly became gloomy, she was so scared that she knelt on the ground.

Because she accidentally threw the basin on the prince's shoulder and hit the prince.

"Your Highness, please spare me..."

Song Wenyan frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "Get out."

After saying that, Concubine Shu was so scared that she trembled all over and had no intention of teaching Xie Shizhu a lesson. She quickly got up from the ground and ran away in shame.

Xie Shizhu took advantage of this time and quickly gestured to the prince: "Since you are going to put the river lanterns, I will prepare first."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Just as the prince was about to say something, Song Yan's voice came from behind.

Song Yan's face was extremely pale, and he slowly came to him and said softly: "Crown Prince, what's wrong with coming to the royal palace today?"

Song Wenyan looked him up and down, then said slowly: "This has nothing to do with you. You should take good care of yourself in the royal palace. If you die that day, the concubines in your palace will not be heartbroken?"

After saying that, the mockery on his face was about to emerge.

It was a pity that Song Yan was avoided last night.

However, Song Wenyan figured it out that Song Yan was just a dying person.

Instead of targeting him all the time, it is better to put your time on other princes.

He has already dealt with the Wing King, and now there are only three princes left.

A few days ago, he spent a lot of money to contact the assassin who made the world scared and went to assassinate the Winged King.

He came to the theater again and had to confirm the death of the Wing King with his own eyes.

Unexpectedly, before he saw the legendary assassin, the Wing King had already died.

Song Wenyan has never admired anyone since he was born, but the only one who fears is this assassin.

He is decisive in his work and has excellent martial arts skills.

But he could not see the legendary assassin at all, and could only convey it through the middleman.

This sense of mystery made him even more admired.

Song Yan smiled weakly, with a helpless expression, and said weakly: "Thank you for your concern."

Song Wenyan's face darkened and he thought to himself, who the hell cares about you?

It's so good that I can't hear it.

Song Wenyan glanced at his weak face disdainfully, and looked down on him in his heart. What is the ability of a man to be so fake?

Such a person gives him a chance to be the emperor, and he is not able to sit on the throne.

Thinking of this, Song Wenyan was too lazy to stay in the palace and left with a wave of his sleeves.

Song Yan turned around, looked at Song Wenyan's back as he was getting farther and farther away, and said softly: "Your Highness, please walk slowly."

It was not until Song Wenyan's figure disappeared from Song Yan's eyes that he restrained his smile. The gentleness he had just now disappeared, and there was only darkness left.

*

The housekeeper in the palace was waiting for the prince in a corner. After the prince appeared, he quickly looked pleased and said, "Your Highness, the slave has observed the wise king for a while. He is indeed sick and drinks every day.

Medicine sustains life.”

Song Wenyan was no longer paying attention to Song Yan and said a little absent-mindedly: "I don't have to report to me in the future."

After saying that, a hint of confusion appeared on the butler's face.

Song Wenyan took out the silver and threw it on the ground, then watched the butler crawl on the ground like a dog and picked up the silver, rub it with his cuffs like a treasure, and hid it in the cuffs.

A mocking curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. In such a poor palace, this little silver could make a housekeeper betray his master.

Song Wenyan turned around and left directly from the butler's pleasing eyes.

After Song Wenyan left, the butler carefully covered the silver.

Then, the butler walked into his room with ease.

After passing a small bridge in the mansion, I felt a tingling pain in my back as soon as I reached halfway through.

Immediately afterwards, he himself did not expect that he would lose consciousness the next second and would become a corpse.

The butler opened his eyes wide and collapsed on the bridge without his eyes open.

Song Yan walked slowly towards the bridge, bent down to look at the butler who died in amazement. His thin lips raised a cold smile.

This is the end of betraying him.

However, recently, the butler has also helped him a lot.

If he hadn't done his best to play a sick man in front of the housekeeper, and with the lack of betrayal of the housekeeper, perhaps the prince wouldn't have believed him so quickly.

Song Yan raised his foot and was about to kick the butler out of the river, but suddenly he thought of something.

He bent down, stretched out his slender hands to take out the silver from the butler's cuff, and quickly stuffed it into his clothes, and then kicked the butler into the water.

*

After a while, someone found the butler's body floating on the water.

The maids and servants of the royal palace gathered by the river, covering their mouths.

The slave took up the butler's body.

At this time, Song Yan appeared behind everyone with a pale face. He didn't know what had happened. Seeing these people gathered together, he said softly: "What are you all doing here?"
To be continued...