MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 333

  Chapter 333

  Aunt Chang inevitably envied Song Jiyun, and when she brought her a meal, she couldn't help saying: "You are the only one in the palace who can stay out of it!"

  Song Jiyun smiled wryly: "I just hope that this turmoil will subside soon, so that my case can be clarified as soon as possible, and I and our Song family can be cleared."

  Aunt Chang smiled and said: "Don't worry, you helped the imperial concubine, the empress is the most clear about grievances, you must be fine."

"But that's not what I want." Song Jiyun said distressedly, "Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. With King Ning's temperament, my case should have been spread out long ago. If the emperor gave me a chance to prove my innocence Well, if my sins are absolved like this, I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly. This is not my original intention."

  Aunt Chang suddenly understood her embarrassment.

   Power cannot stop the voices of many people.

  If the emperor really absolved Song Jiyun of his guilt, Song Jiyun would no longer be able to explain clearly.

  She comforted Song Jiyun: "Don't you still have Mr. Yuan? He will definitely help you."

"You really believed what I said to the imperial concubine!" Song Jiyun sat with his elbows in front of the window, looked at the blooming flowers in the flower garden and said with a smile, "That's what I said to comfort the empress, I hope she won't quarrel with the emperor. "

   Otherwise, they will all have to suffer.

   Aunt Chang looked at her more charming than Hua, she was stunned, and then she smiled and said: "We can't think of so much, you can persuade the empress to calm down, for us, you are a good sister."

  Song Jiyun didn't want to talk about these bad things anymore, so he laughed jokingly: "If you really appreciate it, give me some of the Biluochun treasured by your mother. I have never had such a delicious Biluochun!"

   This is of course a joke.

Aunt Chang knew it too, she pursed her lips and laughed, and joked with Song Jiyun: "I have to tell you that. The sisters on duty in the waiter don't know how grateful they are to you. If it weren't for you, my mother would be able to do this every day." If you are full of energy, you don’t have time to think that the tea is not good to drink or the food is not delicious. Not to mention the tea, even the food, you can order it now.”

   "So I'm so popular now?" Song Jiyun chatted and laughed with her for a while, and then Aunt Chang left.

  After Song Jiyun sent her out, he didn't go back to the house immediately as usual, but sat on the steps outside the door for a while, holding his chin and thinking about how to get himself out of this dispute.

  Since she entered the palace, she hasn't had a chance to bring a safety letter to Zheng Quan and Zhou Zheng outside, and she doesn't know what happened to them?

  Will King Ning encourage the government to seal off the workshops in Ertiao Hutong on Xiejie Street?

   And those craftsmen she brought, will they be implicated by her and sent to prison.

   One pile, one piece, all things.

  She has to figure out a way to get a letter out.

  Song Jiyun was wandering in the void, when suddenly a child's thin and weak voice came from beside him: "You, are you also watching the ants move?"

  She followed the reputation. A little boy about four or five years old, wearing a very unusual blue silk shirt, was squatting in front of her, looking at her obediently with his head tilted. A pair of big eyes flickering, very cute.

  Song Jiyun's voice could not help softening: "Who are you? How did you come here?"

  The little boy stopped talking, lowered his head, and scratched the ground with a small wooden stick with his thin white fingers. His figure revealed loneliness, which reminded her of those out-of-school children she had seen in charity work.

  Song Jiyun suspected that he was a young **** in the palace.

  Her voice was a little more gentle, and said: "Which palace are you serving as an official? Do you want me to take you back?"

  The child shook his head and stopped talking again.

   Song Jiyun is not good, so he left the child here like this, got up and got a piece of mung bean cake that Aunt Chang gave her as tea for the child: "Eat snacks."

  The child raised his head and stared at her with big clear eyes for a long time. Just when she thought the child would reject her, the child took the snack.

   Song Jiyun waited for the kid to thank him.

  Not only did the child not thank her, but he just held the mung bean cake with his hands, neither eating nor throwing it away.

  How to look like a child who has not been taught.

  Song Jiyun doesn't like dealing with such children.

  Because they usually don't have a sense of proportion.

  She smiled and said: "Then you play here for a while, I still have something to do. You should go back early, so that the master who takes you will not be unhappy."

  The child squatted down to look at the ant, but ignored her.

  She sighed and returned to the wing.

  However, I was still a little worried after all, and watched him quietly through the window lattice a few times, and squatted there the first two times, the child disappeared when I went to see him for the third time, and never appeared again after that.

Song Jiyun didn't take this matter to heart either, but a few days later, a court lady beside the queen mother quietly came to her and said: "In two days, the eldest prince will have lunch with the emperor and noble concubine at Anxi Palace. Please also ask Miss Song to help take care of the eldest prince, our empress dowager will reward you."

  Song Jiyun was taken aback, and said: "What virtue and ability do I have, how dare I take care of the First Prince?"

  The maid smiled and left without saying a word.

In the evening, she went to visit Aunt Chang, and Aunt Chang told her: "The empress dowager has not been able to say goodbye to the emperor. Although she did not agree to raise the eldest prince under the name of the imperial concubine, she agreed to let the eldest prince accompany the imperial concubine." Stay here for a few days. The imperial concubine specially asked the imperial dining room to cook a large table of dishes. I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of you tomorrow. I ordered a little maid to bring you meals. You should also have a longer memory. If she arrives then If you don't come, you send someone to remind you."

   Song Jiyun wrote it down.

   But when the emperor comes over, where is it her turn to come over?

  After she has been in the palace for so long, she still doesn't know whether the emperor's body is long or short, round or flat.

   And she is not a married woman, even if the emperor wants to avoid suspicion, it is impossible to see her.

   Could it be that the words she comforted Concubine Wan Gui reached the ears of the Empress Dowager, who thought she could say something nice for the eldest son of the emperor in front of Concubine Wan Gui?

   But this is too embarrassing for her.

   After all, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

  When she has nothing to do for her own comfort, she can say a few words of comfort, but if she gets involved in the grievances of the nobles in the palace, does she think her life is not long enough?

  Song Jiyun didn't sleep well all night, thinking about what the maid said in his heart.

   She couldn't figure out how she would "look after" the eldest son of the emperor tomorrow.

  Until noon the next day, when the emperor came to Anxi Palace with the eldest son after the court, she was still guessing wildly, never thinking that there would be a commotion in the side hall of Anxi Palace.

  Song Jiyun Mingzhe protected himself, closed the door, and hid in the wing room.

   "Miss Song, Miss Song!" The more she was afraid of something, the more she came. After a while, someone knocked on her door, "Open the door quickly, I am here with the First Prince."

  What are you doing here?

  Everyone in Anxi Palace knew that she hadn't gone out. This wing room was small, and even if she pretended not to hear, she couldn't hold back the other party's refusing to give up, and kept knocking on the door.

  Song Jiyun went to open the door.

  (end of this chapter)