At the beginning, I saved a little mute

Chapter 87 The Prince Also Wants to Get Involved

Concubine Shun continued, "As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. I am doing this for your own good. You won't be unhappy, will you?"

Xie Chengjing's feet became numb from squatting. He never expected that Concubine Shun would blame him for this matter.

How could this be being with my uncle? How could this be asking for his opinion? This was simply threatening him.

His hands were in his sleeves, clenching tighter and tighter.

"What?" After waiting for a long time without receiving an answer, Concubine Shun's tone became serious, "Do you think your uncle is not worthy of this formula?"

Xie Chengjing had long expected this day to come. He thought of many people, thinking it would be the crown prince, or other royalists, but he did not expect that the first person to come would be Concubine Shun.

Xie Chengjing felt that he shouldn't have any hope. How could he still have hope for Concubine Shun?

He kowtowed slowly and said, "My queen, it's not that I don't want to, but I have already given this recipe to my father."

"Why are you so stupid?" Concubine Shun looked at him with disappointment.

Just blurt it out.

Xie Chengjing looked at the palace maids, their eyes on their noses, their noses on their hearts, and said in a slow and steady voice, "Your Majesty, be careful with your words."

"Your Majesty, the world belongs to my father, and the recipe should also be his. Moreover, the person who made the recipe has already said that he originally intended to present it to the emperor, so my father has already given him several gold cakes as a reward."

This matter had been approved by the Emperor, and it was obviously impossible for her to keep the recipe firmly in her hands.

Concubine Shun's eyes rolled around twice.

Suddenly he changed his tone to a friendly one, "That's fine. After all, this world belongs to your father. However, the Crown Prince's personality is unpredictable. You and your seventh brother should support each other more."

Let’s forget about this incident. If something like this happens again next time, please inform Mother in advance.”

Only at this time would Concubine Shun allow him to call her mother. The rest of the time, Xie Chengjin could only call her Empress like everyone else.

Of course, except when the emperor is around.

After all, she still has to play the role of a virtuous concubine in the eyes of the emperor.

"Okay." Xie Chengjing agreed straightforwardly.

So naturally, he didn't eat in the palace, didn't treat his wounds, and didn't see the emperor.

Just prepare to leave the palace.

But he met another person, that is his elder brother, the current Crown Prince.

"Hey, isn't this my third brother? Are you here to see Concubine Shun today?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was admiring the flowers in the Imperial Garden with his hands behind his back. It was not known whether it was intentional or accidental that he met Xie Chengjing.

Xie Chengjing cupped his hands and said, "Big Brother."

"Hey, you're injured. How did you get hurt?" Xie Chengye seemed particularly interested in her wound, his eyes focused on it. "It looks like you were bitten by a dog. I remember that Concubine Shun recently got a new pet. No, it's our seventh brother."

He emphasized the word "Seventh Brother" twice, "Seventh Brother has a little pet. Was this bitten by it?"

Xie Chengjing remained silent, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

The prince laughed, "Third brother, you are too honest. Xiaoqi is very naughty. As his brother, you don't know how to teach him a lesson. Look at his pet. He bit you and gave you such a big wound. If the emperor saw it, he would definitely feel very distressed. Fortunately, there are some medicinal herbs in the side hall. I will take you to apply some."

"Thank you, big brother. My wound only looks bloody, but it's actually not a big deal. I have things to do in my house, so I won't disturb you from enjoying the flowers. I'll go back now."

"Third brother, why are you so anxious? I heard that the emperor has been very fond of you recently and has appointed you to supervise the construction of cement roads across the country. It's such a big thing, you can't handle it alone, I am willing to help you."

"How about this, I have an official under my command who is very knowledgeable about road construction. Why don't you let him learn from you?"

Without waiting for Xie Chengjing to refuse, he patted Xie Chengjing on the shoulder and said, "Third brother, it's settled. I'll have him come to your house tomorrow to find you. You must be strict with him. This way, he can learn more real skills."

"Since you are anxious to leave the palace, I won't stop you."

The prince walked away with his hands behind his back. Xie Chengjing clenched and unclenched his hands, and the blue veins on the back of his hand popped out, making the wound look even bloodier.

He looked at the figure walking away confidently and said through gritted teeth, "Go back home."

Xie Chengjing locked himself in the room for the whole day.

I didn't eat lunch or dinner.

The people of Dianthus and Polygonatum did not dare to disturb him at all. They were anxious and distressed.

At this time, the servant who was taking care of the carrier pigeons in the backyard came to deliver a message, saying that a letter had arrived from Fufeng County in the northern border.

"Shizhu, why are you still reading the letter? His Highness is in a bad mood, so put it away first." Yuzhu said.

She frowned.

The dishes from the kitchen were heated up and served, and passed by the door several times, but Her Highness seemed not to smell them, nor did she feel hungry, and there was no sound of her being called. If Chang Yi had not been able to hear the breathing sounds from inside, they would have been worried. Did something happen to Her Highness?

"Wait a minute." Shizhu stopped the visitor, "Where did you say the letter came from?"

"Fufeng County."

Yuzhu glared at Shizhu and said, "Why do you still care about whether I believe it or not at this time?"

"You don't understand." Shizhu interrupted her hastily, "Give me the letter quickly."

The servant handed it over respectfully.

Shizhu carefully held the letter, which looked like a note, in the palm of her hand.

He cleared his throat and went to knock on the door.

"You are crazy. Your Highness is in a bad mood right now. Didn't you run into the edge of the knife?"

"You don't understand." Shizhu lowered his voice again, and there was no sound from inside the door.

Shi Zhu raised his voice slightly, "Your Highness, it's a letter from Fufeng County."

He stood at the door and heard no sound from inside.

Did you guess wrong?

Just as he finished thinking this, the door creaked open, revealing Xie Chengjing's handsome face.

"Where is the letter?" Xie Chengjing's voice was hoarse and low, and it made people feel as if their hearts were being sawed. It was very uncomfortable.

"Here, here, Your Highness, look."

Xie Chengjing took the letter and left a message, "Wait at the door."

Go inside again.

After a while, the oil lamp in the room was lit.

Yuzhu's eyes lit up and she poked Shizhu's elbow with her hand, "What's going on?"

Shizhu sighed but didn't say much.

Yuzhu was pondering the name Fufeng County in her mind. It sounded very familiar. Wasn't it the place where she had gone with His Highness before and saved someone there?

Could it be the letter from Miss Jiang?

Xie Chengjing sat at the table and opened the note.

The font inside was clearly Jiang Zao's.

He had seen it several times and it was already imprinted in his mind.

It talks about the supermarket's recent developments and her predictions.

It was clearly a very ordinary letter, but the tone was respectful.

But Xie Chengjing became happier the more he watched.

He read the small piece of paper over and over again.

Today is his birthday, but no one remembers it and Jiang Zao obviously doesn't know either.

But it doesn’t matter, Jiang Zao’s letter came just in time.

After reading it, he did not burn the letter over the oil lamp as usual.

Instead, he thought about it, opened a secret cabinet beside the bed, took out a small box, put the note in it, and then locked it.