Early the next morning, Zhao Yanxun opened his eyes.
Looking at Xue Baoyun who was sleeping soundly beside him, he felt a little dumbfounded at this moment.
Last night, Xue Baojun complained that she had a headache, so Zhao Yanxun used his three-legged cat technique to massage his wife with his own hands.
But as he pressed it, the charming atmosphere gradually spread, so much so that the two of them fell in love and rolled out the sheets on the bed.
Gently lifting the quilt, Zhao Yanxun walked to the table beside him and sat down. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water.
The teapot was filled with hot water that the maid had just added not long ago. Now it was poured into the cup and it was steaming. Zhao Yanxun, who was thirsty and thirsty, drank it all in one gulp.
His movement woke up Xue Baoyun beside her, her eyes full of admiration.
"Your Majesty..."
Hearing Xue Baoyun's call, Zhao Yanxun quickly turned around, approached and asked, "My dear concubine, are your health and bones feeling better?"
They both did what they did last night, and now they were talking about having a headache, which made Xue Baoyun very embarrassed.
In fact, Xue Baoyun's headache last night was entirely due to her small tricks.
Although she was the royal concubine, Zhao Yanxun's doting on Huang Rongrong still made Xue Baoyun jealous, so he kidnapped Zhao Yanxun last night on the pretext of a headache.
"Your Majesty, it's all right..." Xue Baoyun replied softly.
The couple were chatting, and the maids serving outside heard the commotion and came in carrying hot water towels.
After waiting on them to wash up, he served on them to dress.
Standing in front of the mirror, Zhao Yanxun spread his arms and let the maids do their thing. At the same time, he said: "You chatted with the women for a long time yesterday. Did you find out anything?"
"Those officials in the imperial court hate me very much. I wonder if they, the local officials, also regard me as a thorn in their side?"
Zhou Chengping's trouble with him was enough to make him uncomfortable. If the Longyou magistrate did the same thing, it would be impossible for Zhao Yanxun to live.
Xue Baoyun was dressing up. After hearing her husband's words, she began to think about her answer.
"Your Majesty, the women I met yesterday, how much do they know about what the men in the family are doing?"
"Even if they know something, if the officials at home don't like our palace, they won't say it in front of my concubines!"
Zhao Yanxun nodded. This was indeed the case. Those female relatives were not stupid. Even if their families were hostile to the palace, they would not show it openly.
"But I had a good chat with them yesterday and became acquainted with them. It's a good start!" Xue Baoyun said with a smile.
Zhao Yanxun nodded and said: "After we have settled down at the palace, invite them to come to the palace in your name. Then it will be clear who is coming and who is not, and it will be clear at a glance who is close or distant!"
"What the prince said is absolutely true!" Xue Baoyun smiled even more.
She likes this way of getting along with her husband when talking about business matters and planning the future operation of the palace.
"Your Majesty, yesterday I was only focused on building relationships with the female relatives, but I forgot to worship the famous Guanyin Guanyin in this temple. I wonder if your Majesty has free time in the morning?"
Originally, Zhao Yanxun wanted to visit Huang Rongrong, but now Xue Baoyun made a request, which made it hard for him to refuse.
"That's fine, that's fine!"
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In the yard on the other side, Huang Rongrong became angry after opening her eyes early in the morning.
Now she was sitting in front of the mirror, her hair disheveled, alone, while all the maids were driven out of the room.
"Your Majesty, it's time for breakfast. Could you please bring someone in to help you freshen up?" the voice of the maid Lan'er came in.
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat!" Huang Rongrong showed her eldest lady's temper.
The maid outside had no choice but to stop talking, leaving Huang Rongrong alone and sulking.
She prepared carefully last night and wanted to watch the moon with Zhao Yanxun, but she was intercepted by Xue Baoyun in the middle.
If she were at home, Huang Rongrong would definitely argue with anyone who robbed her things, but when it came to Xue Baoyun, she was intimidated.
Huang Rongrong always felt instinctively afraid of Xue Baoyun, the princess sister, even though she acted very friendly.
Just when she was thinking wildly in her mind, she heard a series of footsteps outside, and Huang Rongrong's face immediately showed a look of joy.
She thought it was Zhao Yanxun who came, but Lin Jingyu's voice sounded outside: "Rong Rong? Why haven't you washed up and eaten yet? Didn't you say you wanted to go to the back mountain with me today?"
The disappointed Huang Rongrong did not speak, but Lin Jingyu did not wait outside, but opened the door and walked in.
Seeing Huang Rongrong sitting in front of the mirror, Lin Jingyu stepped forward and asked: "What's going on? You were fine yesterday!"
Within the palace, Huang Rongrong was relatively close to Lin Jingyu.
"Sister Lin, the prince doesn't like me anymore!"
Seeing Huang Rongrong crying, Lin Jingyu was shocked and thought she had made some big mistake.
When Lin Jingyu asked about the reason, she was so angry with Huang Rongrong that she wanted to hit someone. She was such an adult and was acting like a monster!
But Lin Jingyu still tried her best to comfort her. She knew that Huang Rongrong had such a personality.
After talking about the truth, Lin Jingyu said earnestly: "The princess is your legitimate wife, you have to care about other people's feelings, right?"
"Sister Lin, you mean that I took the prince from the princess, not that the princess took the prince from me?" Huang Rongrong said in disbelief.
"What else? Your Majesty spends five out of ten nights with you, and you're still not satisfied?" Lin Jingyu rolled her eyes.
If she wasn't interested in fighting for favor, Lin Jingyu would probably be jealous of Huang Rongrong.
"Oh...so that's it!"
After understanding the truth, Huang Rongrong smiled. At this time, she felt that she was not angry at all.
"Lan'er... come and wash me up, I'm so ugly!" Huang Rongrong shouted outside the door.
Lan'er, who had been prepared for a long time, came in from the outside with several maids, and then began to help Huang Rongrong wash up.
Seeing her being so heartless, Lin Jingyu actually felt a little envious.
But at this moment, an exclamation was heard from outside the door, alarming the woman who was talking in the room.
After a while, a maid stumbled over and said with a frightened face: "Madam... there is... a corpse under the attic!"
Huang Rongrong was horrified when she heard that there was a corpse under the attic, and Lin Jingyu was not immune to this.
"Whose body is it? Under the attic?" Lin Jingyu could barely maintain her composure and began to ask.
"Just over there in the south wing, the body belongs to a guard. His head... his head was chopped off!" The maid's voice was trembling, obviously she was very frightened.
While Lin Jingyu was thinking, she heard Huang Rongrong say in panic: "Sister Lin, what should I do? Why is there a corpse in my yard? Will he turn into a ghost and come to me?"
Not having time to pay attention to Huang Rongrong's nonsense, Lin Jingyu immediately said: "Hurry up and send someone to inform the prince and call more guards!"
This is the only countermeasure Lin Jingyu can think of. After all, she is just a woman who has just left the boudoir.
Seeing Huang Rongrong clutching her sleeves, even Lin Jingyu felt frightened and could only pretend to be calm at this moment.
But at the same time, she was also thinking, who killed the guard? What was the purpose?
Why did the key person die here? Could it be that he was Huang Rongrong's enemy? Lin Jingyu immediately rejected this ridiculous idea.