The door was suddenly opened, revealing Zhao Zhaowu's handsome face.
"It's so late and you're not staying in your own palace. What are you doing here?"
Su Xiao had something on her mind and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. "His Royal Highness has people following me all day long. I guess you don't know why I'm here."
The two of them looked at each other and knew each other well.
After a few moments of silence, Zhao Zhaowu stepped aside and let Su Xiao enter the room.
The interior decoration of the house was very simple. The moonlight came in and shone on the white paper. Su Xiao glanced at it for a few times and turned around suddenly.
"Why are there no lights in His Royal Highness's room?"
"In the dead of night, if people light up the lights in the house, people outside will be able to see clearly. Also, at night, it is a dark time."
Zhao Zhaowu crossed Su Xiao, walked to the desk, and sat down directly.
The moonlight shines on Zhao Zhaowu's body through the window, and there is something unexpectedly beautiful.
Su Xiao took a deep breath and suppressed the nymphomaniac in her heart, "Your Highness, I know your concerns and thoughts, and I am willing to stand on your side and help His Highness ascend to the throne."
After a word, Zhao Zhaowu suddenly raised his head, and through the moonlight, he could clearly see the little girl's clear eyes, which were scorching and breathtaking.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because the current emperor is ignorant, lustful, and careless about the people of the world, and you are the most suitable candidate."
With extremely firm words, Su Xiao looked resolutely at the handsome face in front of her out of the corner of her eye.
Zhao Zhaowu's eyes suddenly flashed for a moment, he suddenly chuckled, and slowly raised his head.
"Aren't you from Zhao Hengrui? Why, now that he knows your situation, has he helped you with any other tricks?"
A soldier never tires of deceit, Zhao Zhaowu was heavily guarded and would not trust her easily.
Su Xiao raised her eyes slightly, her eyes full of determination, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to a conclusion in his heart, so there is no need to continue to test me. Don't worry, I have no friendship with the fifth prince, and I will not sacrifice my life for him. I have
I have shown my loyalty and will never change again."
The woman's clear and persevering words echoed in the silent room and drifted into Zhao Zhaowu's heart.
Zhao Zhaowu stared at the beautiful face in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.
"Then I will rely on Miss Su's help a lot from now on."
The man's eyes were seductive and he smiled wildly.
In the cool night, in the study, Zhao Zhaowu thought about what had just happened and did not leave for a long time.
"Your Highness, do you really believe what that woman said? Even if she doesn't surrender to you, Your Highness, you have tied her up with the Emperor's imperial edict, and I'm afraid she won't be able to stir up any trouble. Besides, she is just a
What's the use of a mere woman? Why should His Highness take her seriously?"
When you were seated, there was no sound for a long time, and your subordinates finally couldn't help but look up.
"Your Highness?"
Zhao Zhaowu suddenly came back to his senses, his deep eyes slightly raised, "What you said makes sense, don't worry, I have my own considerations in my heart."
Early the next morning, outside the palace, Su Xiao had already changed into the crown princess's flower crown dress and was waiting outside the door early.
Zhao Zhaowu opened the door and saw the scene in front of him, and stopped dead in his tracks.
"Your Highness, the daughter of the people is here to welcome you today!"
The sweet and soft tone and the submissive look put Zhao Zhaowu in a good mood.
"Normally you are not willing to accept this marriage, but why are you so willing now?"
Su Xiao slightly leaned forward, with obedience in her eyes, "The emperor's order is above, how dare I disobey!"
The word "concubine" is used in a very mysterious way.
The haze in Zhao Zhaowu's heart was instantly swept away, and the energy all over his body became relaxed.
"So, very good!"
In the Song Mansion, Song Zeyi was still sitting in the study reading history books.
"Young Master, how can you still sit still? Miss Su is about to marry His Highness the Crown Prince. You are seriously sitting back and ignoring her!"
Song Zeyi raised his head slightly and only lightly opened a page of the book.
"What does her matter have to do with me? I don't need to report it again in the future!"
The person in front of him was as cold as ice. All Zhuying's words were swallowed in his throat and he couldn't utter even a single word.
In Jiang Mansion, the morning light shone into the house, and Jiang Qingping slowly opened his sleepy eyes.
A faint cold fragrance drifted over from the side, startling people to wake up instantly.
"Ah, you, who are you? Why aren't you Ling Shuang?"
Zhao Si'er rubbed her painful neck, lifted up the bright red quilt to cover the mottled marks on her body, and shot her eyes sharply.
His cold eyes seemed to pierce the person in front of him.
"Ling Shuang? Is this your concubine?"
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Jiang Qingping immediately turned his head away and refused to speak again.
"Huh, Mr. Jiang, you still have to recognize your identity. I thought that you already showed your attitude by not bringing her here when we get married this time!"
Jiang Qingping's fingers on the flaming red quilt suddenly tightened and became ferocious.
The infinite regret in my heart is so entangled that it is difficult to sort it out.
"She is my concubine, I will take care of it."
"It's best that this is the case. I don't want to see what happened today again."
After saying this, Zhao Si'er completely ignored the person in front of him, stood up straight, stepped on the quilt with his snow-white feet and left.
The gauze-like feather coat slipped off her body inch by inch, reflecting the intense scene last night, but Zhao Si'er didn't care at all and walked directly to the hall and got dressed.
"Now that things have happened, there is no need to have any unnecessary regrets. Wear your clothes earlier. Father is still waiting for us to visit!"
Jiang Qingping lowered his head in annoyance, his whole body tensed up. He listened quietly to the person next to him and finally nodded slightly.
Over there, Su Xiao reached an agreement with Zhao Zhaowu and will go to the palace with him to meet the saint today.
"What my father is most happy to see is that he loses his ambition as a solitary plaything. Only in this way can he ensure that his empire will last forever and his throne will be secure and will not be taken away by a solitary man!"
Su Xiao's heart trembled fiercely. If this was really the case, the current emperor would really be a hypocrite and disgraceful.
"What's going on with the drought and plague in Shanxi? Why are you sitting idly by and ignoring it!"
With a handkerchief in her hand and a crown with bead curtains clashing on her head, Su Xiao followed closely behind Zhao Zhaowu and stepped on the white marble steps of the palace.
"Humph, I had just come back from the battlefield, and my father suspected that I was relying on the army to support myself. At that time, it was already difficult to protect myself!"
With just this sentence, Su Xiao understood the sadness in it and stopped talking.
"Brother Imperial!" A sweet voice sounded from behind, and Su Xiao stopped immediately.
Not far away, Jiang Qingping and Zhao Si'er were standing there, dressed in red.
"Lao Qi."
"Ouch, what's your name? Can you stop calling me that? It makes me look old."