"Hmph, Ling Shuang, with your tricks like this, do you still want to hold me back?"
Ling Shuang felt her body shaking unpredictably for a moment.
"Huh, risk your life and survive again. Sun Tzu's Art of War is really an excellent strategy, especially for someone like you who has the leverage over me. It's the most suitable, but you overlooked one point!"
Ling Shuang's back was already stiff and her hands were covered in cold sweat.
"One thing, I forgot to tell you, Su Xiao and Su Moyuan are also in the capital, and Su Moyuan lives next door to me."
Hearing the familiar name, Ling Shuang couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing this, Wang Yixiu laughed proudly.
"I'll tell Jiang Qingping. Not only might he not believe it, but he might also implicate me. What do you think they will do if I tell Su Moyuan and Su Xiao that you are still with Jiang Qingping? Oh.
,correct."
Wang Yixiu smiled evilly, like a disgusting hunting dog.
"Your brother Qingping loves Su Xiao the most, and he once did such crazy things for her. You said that if she tells Jiang Qingping about this, what should you do?"
Su Xiao's face suddenly appeared in Ling Shuang's mind. That face was almost perfect and beautiful, with an innocence that was ignorant of the world, and its eyes were extremely evil, which directly attracted people's hearts.
She is always surrounded by so many men, and they will take the bait just by hooking her finger, but she has nothing.
"What? Are you going to walk out of this door now?"
Wang Yixiu's lips curled up into a smile, and he seemed to have absolute certainty in his heart.
Ling Shuang felt that her legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and it was difficult to move at all. The sweat on her palms was cold.
After a long time, the bright gaze behind him did not weaken at all, and Ling Shuang finally took a step back.
In the palace, the emperor has been taking the elixir offered by Zhao Si'er for several days recently. He feels refreshed all the time, and the worries in his heart have also been cleared away.
"The elixirs from Shanxiang Temple are really good. Si'er is really thoughtful. I will call her into the palace at dusk tonight. I have missed her after being married for so long."
In the Jiang Mansion, Zhao Sirer was not surprised to receive such a summons.
"Princess, you usually come to the palace to say hello, why would His Majesty summon you to the palace this time?"
The little maid next to her held the imperial edict in her hand and blinked with a frown on her face.
"I would have expected that he would come to summon him today. After all, the elixir I gave him was taken according to the course of treatment, and it has been used up today."
Zhao Sier's eyes stared blankly ahead, but they were as penetrating as a tiger or a leopard.
It's time, it's time for everything.
"The emperor wants to summon you tomorrow?"
At the door, wearing a red official uniform and a fair face, if it wasn't Jiang Qingping, who could it be.
Zhao Sier's eyes moved slightly, then lowered again the next second.
Since the last quarrel, the two of them have been in a cold war for the past few days. Now that they saw this man, their hearts still couldn't help but twitch.
"Um."
Zhao Sier responded in a low voice.
When we first got married, even though the emperor directly decreed the marriage, he was the one who looked at it and nodded his head himself. I remember that when we first met, he was also wearing a red official uniform. Although it was casual, it carried even his own emotions.
It is unnoticeably clear and moist, and it can be said to be like "The people on the road are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world".
However, somehow, they still became what they are today.
There was a faint sourness in her heart, but Zhao Si'er still held her neck tightly and would never let herself shed a single tear.
"On that day, I will go to the palace with you to meet the saint." Due to the recent epidemic, the court has been turbulent. As a husband, he is still a little worried about Zhao Sir's situation.
With these gentle and moist words, Zhao Si'er's eyes were filled with moisture, but she still endured it and did not dare to raise her head for a moment.
"You don't need to worry about it, I can handle it myself."
She was born noble and did not need help from others.
After she finished her words, the room fell silent, and the endless silence seemed to stab Zhao Si'er with dense needles in her heart. She really couldn't stand others pitying her like this.
"Jiang Qingping, don't be pretentious here. If you have the skills, you might as well go to the side house and see your little outer room."
Jiang Qingping frowned as soon as he heard the sharp words.
"You can take care of yourself." After saying this, Jiang Qingping still didn't take a step into the house, turned around and left.
The upright official uniforms swayed with the moving wind, just like Zhao Si'er's heart following him out.
"Princess, you clearly care so much about your consort, why didn't you agree to him just now, and why did you still make him angry?"
The little maid next to her secretly pursed her lips, squatted down and helped Zhao Si'er tidy up her shoes and socks, mumbling incessantly.
Zhao Si'er's eyes darkened for a moment, "Don't talk nonsense, I have no interest in Jiang Qingping!"
Even if she died alone, she would never allow others to pity her.
"It is extremely dangerous to enter the palace this time. It will determine your and my future destiny. You must not bring anyone who is not important with you, lest he ruin my good deeds."
At dusk, Jiang Qingping felt depressed and sat under the willow tree with a bottle of wine in his hands.
The sunset seemed to be scattered casually in a corner of the sky, brewing the emptiness and heartache from the beginning.
Jiang Qingping squinted his eyes, raised his hand suddenly, and took a swig of strong wine.
Shouldn't he have come to the capital in the first place, shouldn't have abandoned his relatives and friends in Fengrun County, and shouldn't have hurt his father's heart. Now he has really fulfilled his father's expectations, but there are some things that he can no longer grasp.
In Shanxi City, Su Xiao guided the imperial doctors to brew a lot of medicine overnight and distributed it to the injured.
"Hmph, I, Su Xiao, take action, one can stand up to the other two, and I am indeed the best this time!"
In the crowd, Su Xiao watched the injured drink his medicine, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Behind him, Song Zeyi saw him and smiled faintly.
"There may be big moves in the army tomorrow. You just need to stay in your room with peace of mind. No matter what happens outside, don't come out!"
Song Zeyi came closer and whispered something in Su Xiao's ear.
Su Xiao's neck felt itchy due to the warmth. She raised her eyebrows slightly and stared at the person behind her, "What? Are you and the prince about to take action?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zeyi raised his eyebrows slightly, his face was very surprised, as if he was surprised that Su Xiao would know about this.
"You stay in Zhao Zhaowu's house for so long every day, and the soldiers in the army have high morale recently and are ready to go. You also blocked the news that I have developed an antidote, saying that you are not plotting anything, I'm afraid.
No one would believe it."
Speaking, Su Xiao blinked slyly.
This look really looks like a cat that got a good deal, so cute and tight.