Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

The situation in the court was changing quietly. The former prince's party was shrinking and watching the developments.

Prince Ning was still as gentle and calm as ever, as if he was unaware that he had been pushed to the top.

In Fengze Palace, Concubine Song Wan couldn't hide her smile.

After sending off wave after wave of concubines who came to show their goodwill, she sat lazily on the beauty couch, with her shoulders massaged by a palace maid.

"Your Highness, Prince Ning is here."

The senior palace maid lifted the gauze curtain and went into the inner room to report.

"Okay, please come in."

Concubine Song looked at the tall figure in the palace, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Min'er, come and see mother, how are you these days?"

"Thank you for your concern, mother. Everything is fine."

"Mother wants to discuss your marriage with your father recently. Do you have a favorite candidate?"

Cang Min's eyes focused, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and he immediately calmed down and replied respectfully, "Father and mother can make the decision, and I have no objection."

"Good! Good! Good! Believe me, mother. I will definitely choose a helpful wife for you. My son is very beautiful and he is very chaste. The noble ladies in Kyoto will definitely flock to him."

A dull light flashed in Cang Min's eyes. That figure kept appearing in his dreams, making him toss and turn in sleep every night.

What a pity! One step short of the mark.

How nice it would be if she were still in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It should be a natural thing to assign the position of concubine to the Prime Minister's daughter. It can also continue to consolidate Prime Minister Yun in his own camp.

Today, he seems to have benefited the most, but only he can feel that the sense of security of everything he controlled in the past has been loosened.

The 20,000 troops in the Gyeonggi Defense Camp, which he originally controlled, are now out of control.

He was not unaware of the fact that the Prime Minister's Mansion had secretly promised his legitimate daughter Yun Wanqing to seek the position of Princess Ning, but he just took advantage of the situation to get involved.

But with Yun Wanqing deposed, the Prime Minister's Mansion no longer had a tool for marriage arrangements, and he felt that Prime Minister Yun had not been as hard-working as before recently.

"Mother will hold a flower-viewing banquet on a chosen day. You can look around for yourself. If there are many people you like, I will talk to your father and invite the concubines to the palace as well. The more forces we can rely on, the better."

Concubine Song seemed to be wandering in a sea of ​​flowers. Those beautiful and delicate ladies vied with each other to flirt with her son. She was immersed in her own joy and could not extricate herself.

On the carriage back to Prince Ning's Mansion, Cang Min had a serious expression and his knuckles made a clacking sound.

Where is she?

More than a month has passed and there is still no trace of her. Could it be that she has left Kyoto?

Qian You, who was being talked about by King Ning, happened to sneeze.

"Miss, your hair is still wet, let me help you dry it."

There were already some slaves and servants in Qianyou's new mansion, all of whom were children of some minor masters in Qianmai Palace. After she moved in, Xia Qi and Qiu Qi became her personal maids.

Both of them were fourteen or fifteen years old. Xia Qi had a round face and round eyes, and his facial features made him look cute and adorable. His complexion was rosy and healthy. He had endless energy every day and was especially good at cooking.

Qiu Qi is a thin little girl who always has a faint smile on her face. She does things silently and efficiently, which complements Xia Qi's lively personality.

In the yard, Qiu Qi took a clean cloth and gently wiped Qian You's black hair.

"Miss, you have such nice hair."

Xia Qi was chewing a piece of cake and talking as he ate.

"I really envy you. You eat all the time, but you don't gain any weight. Although your face is round, your figure is really curvy and very charming."

"My lady is teasing me again."

Xia Qi's little face was even redder, with round eyes that curved into crescent shapes when she smiled.

"It's only because we are with the young lady that we can enjoy such a good life. We can eat whatever we want. Ordinary families don't have servants like us."

Qiu Qi's gentle voice is like a warm breeze on your face, very pleasant to hear.

"Yes! Qiu Qi is right. We are so blessed to be with the young lady. Even my mother envies me."

"Qianyou".

Qiao Nan floated down from the roof.

Xia Qi and Qiu Qi stopped what they were doing in amazement, their eyes sparkling with stars.

"Sister Qiao Nan."

Xia Qi obediently handed over a plate of snacks and made a cup of tea for Qiao Nan.

"Thank you!"

Qiao Nan raised his hand and touched Xia Qi's head, then pulled over a chair and sat next to Qian You.

"I just came from the Song family and saw another big show. Can I tell you about it?"

"I said I don't want to hear it anymore, can you stop talking?"

"Of course not."

Qiao Nan smiled and hugged Qian You's arm.

"Since Li was executed, Yun Wanqing was furious and frightened, and stayed in the prime minister's residence for more than half a month to recover. Some time ago, Yun Xuanzhi put pressure on the Song Mansion, and Song Qingfeng took her back. You came to give a live report almost every day. Every day, it was about Song Qingfeng favoring his concubine and Yun Wanqing making a fuss. I was tired of listening to it."

Qian You lay in the rocking chair with his eyes closed.

"Today is different."

Qiao Nan was very excited, his mouth full of sweet and delicious snacks, and spoke vaguely.

"What other tricks can she come up with? Is she going to commit suicide again after she has recovered?"

Qianyou lay on his side, the wind from the pavilion blew over, dispelling some of the summer heat.

"You really are a prophet, and you're right again!"

Qiao Nan opened his eyes and blinked seriously, then picked up another piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

"Guess who I saw just now on the street near the backyard of the Song Mansion?"

"Who?"

“He thought he was wearing a black cloak and didn’t get out of the car, so no one noticed him. But I could see his face clearly in the moonlight from the lifted curtain.

He is the former crown prince, Prince Shen, Cangxun.

Yun Wanqing was taken to the carriage of His Royal Highness Prince Shen and stayed in the carriage for a full quarter of an hour.

After getting off the car, her face was flushed, her eyes were blurry, and she quietly returned to the backyard.

It's rare that she didn't pay attention to which maid's room Song Qingfeng went to today. "

Qiao Nan described it excitedly.

Of course, she was also surprised when she saw Cangxun's face clearly.

"Did you see clearly? Wasn't Prince Shen confined by His Majesty's order? Why did he come out to see Yun Wanqing?"

Qian You was a little surprised.

These two people, one is already a married woman, and the other has just been deposed, why do they get together?

"It was definitely him, but I didn't dare get close enough to hear what they were saying."

"Qiao Nan, this news is very important. Arrange people to keep a close eye on Yun Wanqing.

Prince Shen risked being reprimanded by His Majesty and dared to meet Yun Wanqing, who was already married. He must have had some ulterior motive for the secret meeting. It was not likely that he had a romantic relationship with her. They had not been too close before."

Qian You remained calm throughout his stay, vaguely feeling that something big was about to happen.