About Me Than the Heroine Su

Song Miaoyi took Concubine De's words in her heart, and when she went to Taiji Hall the next day, she couldn't help but glance at the hall, causing the emperor to frown slightly.

"What are you looking for?"

"No," Song Miaoyi hurriedly returned to her senses, "concubine, concubine, I just want to see what your majesty's place is like, concubine... Although I have no luck with you day and night, I always look forward to being closer to you. ."

With such tender and sweet words, the emperor did not see any reaction, and withdrew his gaze coldly, but Song Miaoyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He said cautiously, "Your Majesty, today, can I let my concubine stay for you to serve Mo?"

"What kind of ink is there to serve," the emperor said lightly, "do you think I have the heart to pick up a pen now?"

Song Miaoyi was speechless, hesitating for a long time, "Well, then, you are not in good health, concubine is thinking about what can you do to share your worries."

"If not, will my concubine make you a cup of tea?"

The emperor's deep eyes fell on the page in front of him, and he said casually, "If you feel that there is nothing wrong, just go back."

"Concubine..." Song Miaoyi secretly hated herself for being anxious, even if she just stood there with His Majesty for a day, it was a blessing that no number of concubines in the harem could ask for.

After thinking about it, she couldn't find any reason. She could only reluctantly retire. When she left, she still didn't give up and looked at the place where she could hide in the hall.

Originally, where is the Taiji Palace, if His Majesty had the intention to hide Bai's whereabouts, she would not be able to find anyone.

Song Miaoyi gritted her teeth, she knew that His Majesty was involved with the Bai family, but she always felt lucky, or perhaps His Majesty was just temporarily confused.

But she is a divorced woman. As long as His Majesty knows her true colors, she will naturally change her mind and fall in love with her.

Song Miaoyi made up her mind, and with the help of others in secret, she waited for three days and finally got some news.

There are not many palace maids on duty in the Taiji Hall, let alone those who can stay by His Majesty's side, all of them are old people who have served for many years.

Although there is no news from their mouths, the flow of people can see some clues.

More than ten days ago, five maids serving in His Majesty's bedroom were sent to serve in the side hall.

It can be seen where the Bai family rests after entering the palace.

When Song Miaoyi found out, she was jealous and jealous, her eyes were red with anger,

"Is your majesty so inseparable from her? You can't even care about avoiding suspicion, and even put people in the side hall! What kind of fox came out of the Bai family, who can have such a great ability to confuse people!"

The servant who came to deliver the letter to her secretly said in his heart: No, if it wasn't for being inseparable from people, how could they deliberately bring people close to the palace.

But the word has spread, no matter how angry Song Miaoyi is, it will not help. She considers herself to be the most favored, but it is not to the extent that she can act recklessly in the Taiji Palace.

How dare she have the courage to do things that even the empress and concubine dare not do.

Song Miaoyi lowered her face, clenched her hands into fists, and was silent for a long time before she said coldly, "Come on, I'm going to pay respects to Concubine De."

Since this news was revealed to her by Concubine De, then she must have a way to rectify the Bai family.

Song Miaoyi was willing to take the risk even if she was used as a spearman, not to mention that the mantis was behind the cicada and the oriole, and she still didn't know who was using the spear!

...

In the blink of an eye, it is another year of Longevity.

A few days before the Longevity Festival, with the concerted efforts of many parties, the envoy who killed the monarch was finally caught.

Sure enough, it was King An.

It is said that the eldest prince handed over a letter that communicated with Prince An. Not only was it stamped with the private seal of Prince An's residence, but even the handwriting was exactly the same as that written by Prince An.

The evidence is conclusive, and then it is time to formally capture and convict Wang An.

However, as the longevity festival is approaching, it is not suitable for anything that sees the blood to happen. In addition, there are elders in the Zongren mansion to intercede for King An. He grew up without a father and mother since he was a child. , it’s enough to erase his jade and demote him to a commoner. If he really wanted his life like this, and said that the royal infighting is not good, if it really doesn’t work, he should be locked up first, and he will talk about it when the wind passes.

It is true that these words are really for the sake of the emperor. In the eyes of everyone, even if King An is in a desperate situation, he cannot escape when he is restrained by the emperor, and it is not a loss to just borrow him to earn some good reputation.

The third day is the Longevity Festival, the emperor thought about it, but did not give a clear answer, but sighed in disappointment: "Anyway, I have raised this child for a while, and let him attend the Longevity Festival, as if it were between our uncle and nephew. See you one last time."

After Bai Chu found out, he couldn't help asking curiously, "What are you doing to prepare for the Longevity Festival? Prince An is not one to be willing to admit defeat."

The identity of the emperor is really useful, especially for an emperor like him with real power.

Bai Chu watched him act for a few days, and finally understood that there were so many examples of so-called loyal ministers being wronged and destroyed in ancient times. If the emperor wanted to frame a person, it was too simple.

Not to mention that King An was not a clean person at first, and just a few of his methods were enough to make people stunned.

As for the evidence?

Even in the modern times when high technology is prevalent, there are still people who forge evidence, let alone the ancient times without information technology.

Handwriting is easy to imitate, as for the private seal of Prince An's mansion...

How could Wang An use a well-known private seal for such a critical matter? Bai Chu thought that he had raised so many secret guards, and most of them had their own secret messages. Otherwise, if it spreads out, everyone will know that their immediate boss is King An.

After all, it was the emperor's scheming.

Bai Chu sighed to himself, thinking about it this way, what he just reminded him was a bit redundant.

"Thank you, Chu Hua," the emperor's lips slightly raised, his deep eyes smiling, "but, have you chosen the birthday gift for me?"

Bai Chu was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips: "I was taken into the palace by you without a penny, and I didn't bring anything with me. I got some of it from you at the moment, how can I send you anything? ?"

The emperor smiled gently, raised his hand and patted her head gently: "Think slowly."

Why did the dignified emperor still ask her for a gift?

Bai Chu lowered his eyes in frustration, thinking silently about what to give him.

Glancing at a glance, she inadvertently landed on a large character he had just written, and her eyes lit up: "I see." She bent her eyes and looked up at him with a smile, "Just wait."

The emperor looked at her with a smile, the power that had settled on her face was swept away, and he smiled without saying a word.

...

Even though most people guessed that this year's Longevity Festival would not be stable, but on the bright side, no one showed a trace of something wrong, and the joy and joy on their faces seemed to be sincere.

The emperor originally planned to let Bai Chu disguise as a palace maid and follow him, but Bai Chu was unwilling. She could stay in the palace with peace of mind, but it didn't mean that she was willing to advertise her existence.

The emperor was somewhat disappointed, and smiled helplessly and patted her head. He didn't force it, but said, "I will come to you later."

Bai Chu nodded and smiled: "Be careful, drink less wine."

The emperor naturally heard the deep meaning in this sentence, and the expression between his eyebrows was slightly soft: "Don't worry."

Having said that, how can you not worry.

Bai Chu sighed, and just watched the emperor and his party leave, returned to his residence, and planned to continue preparing the birthday gift to be sent.

As a result, just as she sat down, she suddenly found a folded piece of paper on the table.

Slowly unfolding, is a letter inviting her to meet.

The handwriting is slender and looks completely unfamiliar.

But Bai Chu thought about it and guessed Song Miaoyi's body.

She asked Bai Chu on the paper if she wanted to know the reason why the emperor loved her. The sighs and pity that could not be hidden between the lines were not meaningful at first glance.

Such suggestive and easy to arouse the curiosity of others did not come from Song Miaoyi's innocent and arrogant temperament.

Bai Chubai took this piece of paper and turned it over and over in a bored way. She knew that Song Miaoyi's move must have a back-up move, and she guessed that it was probably Wang An's handwriting.

Even if she really wanted to know who the chess piece that Prince An had placed in the harem, it didn't mean she was willing to gamble with her own safety.

Just kidding, the emperor has gone to the Kaihongmen banquet right now. If something happens to her, there is no guarantee that someone will come to rescue her in time.

Just when Bai Chu made up his mind to ignite the candles on the note in his hand, and when nothing happened to Quan Dang, suddenly, a window lattice in her room was knocked gently.

She paused and tentatively said, "Who is it?"

"I."

The visitor only spit out a word, and Bai Chu heard his identity.

She slowly got up and walked over, opened the window, raised her eyes to look out, and said with a smile, "Commander Zhou?" She turned around and sat back to her seat in disapproval, "Why are you so elusive every time?"

Zhou Baixuan didn't mean to greet her at all, and walked straight to her, his black eyes fixed on her: "Follow me."

Bai Chu was stunned: "Go? Where are you going?"

Zhou Baixuan frowned and said coldly, "Of course it's Li Palace, do you still plan to live in the palace for the rest of your life?"

Bai Chu chuckled softly and looked at him curiously: "You come and take me away, does your majesty know?"

Zhou Baixuan's brow furrowed even tighter: "Are you really interested in His Majesty?"

He lowered his head, his pure black pupils met her smiling face, and his cold face became darker: "Bai Chuhua, you shouldn't stay in the palace."

She was probably the most beautiful and lively woman he had ever seen, with every frown, smile, and every move, her body was full of agility and she was incompatible with this solemn and splendid palace.

The palace cannot be changed, only her can be changed.

But even if the selfishness was removed, he didn't want her to become like the people in this palace.

Bai Chu slowly put away his smile, looked at him fixedly, and asked, "Your Majesty did not promise me to leave."

Zhou Baixuan was silent for a moment: "Since I can come before you, Your Majesty has acquiesced."

Bai Chu was stunned, and then he recalled the expression of the emperor when he left, and only then did he understand where the feeling of disobedience came from.

She thought for a while and said calmly, "Since I'm leaving, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhou Baixuan frowned, opened his mouth to persuade her, but was blocked by Bai Chu's eyes: "Anyway, Commander Zhou will protect me, right?"