Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Jiuli sat on the chaise longue, listening to Yingxiu talking, with no change on her face, only a slight pause in the movement of her hands.

"Mrs. Song knows about this, right?" Jiuli understood it in her heart, but she didn't know what the mother was planning to do with this child.

"Yes, the second young lady's health was not very good when the master got married, but Madam Song kept it a secret very well." If the Du family doctor had not been planted last time, they would not have known about it and would have thought that the second young lady was fine.

"Keep a close eye on it. Report anything as soon as possible," Jiuli said with a deep look, "How is Madam Miao's health?"

"Mrs. Miao cannot sleep with the Second Young Master, so I guess she can only live with him." Yingxiu smiled so hard that her eyes disappeared. "I have already made arrangements. We have the leverage. As long as the Master is willing, we can make Concubine Zhu suffer at any time."

"The Second Young Master is also a medicine addict who cannot live without medicine." Yingxiu added that Concubine Zhu is really a good knife.

"It's a pity that it's too sharp." Jiuli looked at the tip of her finger, "Shuying, has the stuff been delivered to Prince Ming's Mansion?"

"My lord, I've sent it over," Shuying lowered her head slightly, thinking about what she had just said. She felt that Prince Jing's Mansion was really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and was not much worse than the palace.

Yingxiu seemed to remember something at this time, "Madam Qi probably wants to kill the mother and keep the son. Madam Miao also got involved. Madam Miao is probably going to be bedridden."

"Madam Qi?" Jiuli tapped the table with her fingertips. "Is this the Qi family's idea? Or is this Madam Qi's idea?"

"I don't know, but Madam Qi is a few years older than the prince, so I'm afraid she is of no use to him," Yingxiu lowered her head, thinking about something.

"It looks like the fight was fierce," Jiuli raised the corners of her lips.

"If Concubine Li and Madam Song weren't going to give birth to a daughter, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been able to do so." Yingxiu felt scared when she thought of it, "I will accompany my master," Anxiang's medical skills must be improved!

"For the Dragon Boat Festival gifts, you should give them to each family with 10% more gifts than in previous years," Jiuli just nodded and mentioned something else.

"Yes." Yingxiu took note of it and went out.

Many people in the mansion did not sleep that night, and Zhu Shuyue, who was sent back to the Zhu family, knelt happily in the ancestral hall. He knelt for a month and then began to retch.

In the Ming Prince's Mansion, separated by a wall, Ming Prince Yin Zhen was sitting in his study, looking at the carefully crafted crossbow in front of him.

"You said she sent it?" He touched it again and again before looking up at Jin Yao. The Xin Lake was rippled again.

"Shuying said that the princess made it for her brother," Jin Yao repeated, muttering in his heart, "Aren't you saying that I should keep my distance from people?"

"Made for my brother?" Yin Zhen just touched the crossbow.

What a little liar. It was obviously tailor-made for him. Is Fourth Brother really good to her?

"Is the princess doing well?" he asked after taking a deep breath.

Jin Yao's eyes widened as he was daydreaming. "Why didn't you ask that? Why does it sound like what you said?"

"The affairs of the inner house are all in the hands of the princess, so she should be living well." Jin Yao thought, if the husband values ​​the concubine and is obedient, then she should be living well, right? Oh no, except that she has no children.

She should be living a good life, but no, she is not doing well at all. She is thinner and more haggard than before, and she is now a married woman.

"Let our people pay attention," Yin Zhen pursed his lips. He still couldn't completely forget that man and smiled bitterly.

"Yes," Jin Yao's heart was ringing loudly. Just pay attention? This is different from what he imagined. Is he holding back a big move?

"Put it away carefully. I will use it to win the autumn hunt this year." He handed the crossbow to Jin Yao.

"Yes." Jin Yao responded, looking at the crossbow in his hand, he always felt that a disaster was about to happen.

At Shangshan Temple, the Clivia was in full bloom, attracting numerous men of letters and poets to come and write all kinds of poems.

"Princess, we're here." The carriage stopped in front of the temple gate.

"Greetings, Her Majesty the Princess, and Her Royal Highness the Princess." The abbot at the temple gate came with a group of young monks to greet them. When they saw the carriage stop, they walked forward with a kind look, as if they were looking at the sponsor.

"No need to be so polite. Arrange someone to lead the way. There's no need for you to accompany us." Jiuli glanced at Yingxiu, and Yingxiu walked out among the crowd.

After entering the private courtyard of Prince Jing's Mansion and settling down a bit, the group went to the back mountain to see the Clivias in bloom.

The pavilion was decorated in an instant, with fox furs covering the floor, incense burners emitting smoke, and maids standing on both sides. It was obvious at first glance that this was not an ordinary family, so no one came over to take a look.

Yingxiu knelt on the carpet, pouring tea, looking calm.

"Princess, Madam Cui is here," Yuelan, the third-class maid who was waiting outside, came skipping in and said with a smile not long after.

"Please ask mother to come over." Jiuli raised her eyes, "Go back and receive the three battles," but the last sentence was said to Yingxiu.

"I know I was wrong." Yingxiu put down the teacup, knelt on the ground, and stood up and stood beside Jiuli when Madam Cui came in.

"I pay my respects to the princess, and may Your Highness be well." Mrs. Cui came forward with tears in her eyes. As soon as she squatted down, she was helped up by Jiuli.

"Mother, you don't have to be so polite," Jiuli led Madam Cui to a seat, her words full of mischief and cunningness, "Why are your eyes still tearful? Did father bully you?"

"How can you talk like that, kid?" Mrs. Cui glanced at Jiuli unhappily and poked her forehead. "I came here to burn incense and heard that you were here, so I came to take a look."

"Burning incense?" Jiuli's eyes moved slightly, "When did my mother come to Shangshan Temple to burn incense? Wasn't it in the suburbs?"

"Have you forgotten that you still have a younger brother who is not married?" Madam Cui smiled and lowered her voice and said, "How is your health? Is King Jing treating you well?"

"Your Highness is naturally gentle and kind, which is very good," Jiuli smiled with her eyes hidden, and passed it over in passing.

Mrs. Cui, who was paying attention to Jiuli's expression, shook her head and knew that the royal family was not a good place. Her originally well-behaved daughter was now playing tricks on her. She sighed.

"We, the Cui family, are not a family that relies on our daughters. Just take care of yourself," Mrs. Cui said after whispering a few words.

As for royal affairs, the women don't need to take any action.

"My daughter understands everything, don't worry, mother." Jiuli poured a cup of tea for Madam Cui, "Please try this tea, how is it?"

"The rich aroma of tea is naturally excellent," Mrs. Cui smiled, "If there is anything in the mansion that you don't understand, send someone to ask mother."

"No matter how many children my concubine has, I will still call you my legitimate mother," Madam Cui continued, looking Jiuli up and down, "You have lost weight. I have prepared something else for you. Take it."

"My daughter can take care of herself. You don't have to worry about her, mother." Jiuli had a smile in her eyes, but she put the things away in her hands.

"The Clivia in Shangshan Temple is indeed blooming beautifully." After saying a few words, Mrs. Cui changed the subject and nodded.

"It's very beautiful. Mother, please stay with me for a few more days." Jiuli glanced into the darkness and gave Anxiang a look.

Anxiang nodded and stepped back.