Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

The prince said calmly: "Yuan Li, your leg injury has not healed yet, you should go back to the palace and take good care of yourself."

Prince Heng curled his lips and said, "Recover? How can I recover? I have to visit Prince Yan's mansion in two days to show my deep brotherly love to my second brother."

Prince Yan wanted to frame him for assassination, but Prince Heng insisted on going to visit Prince Yan's mansion.

Create the illusion of brotherly love and respect.

If we can't kill Prince Yan, at least we can disgust him.

Prince Heng took a glimpse and saw the Princess of Yan who had arrived late. Prince Heng took the initiative to greet her: "Oh, you are here, second sister-in-law."

The princess nodded slightly and saluted the prince. In front of outsiders, the princess naturally had to act like a good wife and mother. She was anxious to go into the house to see the King of Yan.

Prince Heng deliberately raised his voice and changed his tone: "Oh, sister-in-law, don't worry. The poison in Prince Yan's wound has been cleared and he will wake up after two hours of sleep. Even if Prince Yan dies, it will not harm you. It's great that Chengke can inherit his father's business."

The princess almost stumbled and fell to the ground, and the Buddhist beads hidden in her sleeves almost fell out.

The prince narrowed his eyes and warned King Heng: "Yuan Li, stop talking nonsense!"

Prince Heng groaned, and his shrewd phoenix eyes swept across the princess's face. Prince Heng raised his eyebrows. His second sister-in-law actually had a guilty expression as if her secrets had been exposed?

Could it be that the second sister-in-law has really thought about "following in her father's business"?

Prince Heng couldn't help but sneer. It seems that if he wants to kill Prince Yan in the future, the princess will be a very good breakthrough point.

The injury on my thigh today was not in vain.

Prince Heng gently put away the white jade fan in his hand, and supported by his own guards, walked around the Ministry of War, deliberately shook his injured leg in front of the ministers, and then limped out of the Ministry of War.

The prince stood under the eaves, watching the back of Prince Heng leaving. After a long while, the prince sighed silently and went into the house to check on Prince Yan's condition.

...

In the room, the King of Yan was still in a coma. His strong upper body was naked, his shoulders were wrapped in white hemostatic cloth, and his lips were bloodless.

The princess felt a lump in her nose and couldn't help but cry.

After all, they had loved each other in the past. Seeing Prince Yan unconscious, the princess felt a sharp pain in her heart.

The princess planned to stay by the prince's side until he woke up. But the princess' stay was less than an hour, and Qian Ma, who was beside the queen, came to visit her according to the order.

Madam Qian told the princess: "Princess, the prince of Yan is fine now. It is useless for you to wait here. The queen asked you to go back to the prince's mansion to manage the affairs first. When the prince wakes up, the guards will personally take him back to the mansion."

When Prince Yan was assassinated, everyone in the palace must have been in a panic.

At this time, the mistress of the house is needed to stabilize people's hearts, make preparations for Prince Yan's recovery, and ensure order and stability in the palace.

"How can I ignore the injury of the prince?" The princess frowned slightly, feeling very unwilling. The princess hoped that the first person the prince would see after he opened his eyes would be her, which might move the prince and restore their relationship.

But the Queen sent a cold decree, asking her to return to the palace to serve as a director?

Madam Qian said calmly, "Princess, please do not disobey the Queen's order. The Queen is also thinking about you."

The princess pinched the Buddhist beads in her sleeves.

After a long while, the princess forced a smile and said reluctantly: "In this case, I can only obey the will of my mother."

The princess, full of complaints, had to return to the palace alone.

Upon returning to the palace, the princess found that it was as well organized as before. The servants were busy and methodical, and there was no disturbance in the entire palace.

The princess's resentment towards the queen inevitably increased. The palace did not need her to worry too much and could still maintain a stable order.

The princess returned to Kunyuyuan in a depressed mood and knelt in front of the Buddhist temple to burn incense. The sandalwood curled and the aroma of fireworks diffused, and she tried to calm herself down.

"Princess, the general manager of wealth and honor wants to see you." Nanny Liu walked into the Buddhist hall.

The princess added three sticks of incense to the shrine and asked, "What's the matter with him?"

Madam Liu said, "Replying to the princess. Fugui, the steward, said that autumn is coming soon and the farmland in the palace is growing well. Fugui would like to ask the princess to draw up a rent sharing plan for the tenants. In addition, the palace's dessert shop in Yanjing has suffered heavy losses in the past two months. I wonder if the shop should be closed."

The princess got a headache after hearing this.

When the princess was still unmarried, she did learn housekeeping skills. But after she married into the Prince of Yan's mansion and had a child, she was so focused on her child and worshiping Buddha that she had no energy to deal with the tedious household chores.

"Let Fugui handle it himself. He is the steward of the palace and should share the worries of his master." The princess said impatiently.

Nanny Liu informed the butler Fugui of the princess's instructions.

Fugui felt overwhelmed after hearing this. He was so tired today that he was out of breath. First, he punished the servants in the palace who were gossiping, and then he worked non-stop to deal with the miscellaneous matters of the land and shops.

Fugui came to the princess to make a decision, but the princess gave up and did nothing.

Fugui had a premonition that he would die of exhaustion on the road sooner or later. But if he retired and returned home, he would feel ashamed of the kindness of the King of Yan who had helped him.

...

Ministry of War.

The Prince of Yan was unconscious until dusk, when he slowly woke up. The Crown Prince was handling official business nearby. Files piled up on the desk, and the Crown Prince coughed frequently, obviously not having enough energy.

"Brother." King Yan struggled to sit up.

The prince quickly put down the file, and seeing that the King of Yan's complexion had improved, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "Yuan Jing, you went too far today. Didn't you promise me that you would not get hurt?"

Recently, Yue State has frequently provoked attacks and even started trafficking ordinary people in the border towns of Qing State. The King of Yan and the Crown Prince want to send troops to capture the three border cities of Yue State and put an end to Yue State's arrogance.

However, the ministers who stood on the side of Prince Heng in the court submitted memorials to oppose the invasion of other countries. Prince Yan simply staged a "Yue assassination" to silence these ministers.

The prince thought that the King of Yan was just pretending and was not really injured. But who would have thought that the King of Yan was actually stabbed in the left shoulder by an arrow.

The King of Yan said, "Brother, it was not the assassin's arrow that was skewed, but I was distracted. Brother, please fetch me some paper and pen."

The prince fetched paper and pen.

Prince Yan grasped the brush and quickly wrote the three words "Li Leyou" on the rice paper.

The prince was confused, and couldn't think of anyone with that name in the court: "Who is Li Leyou?"

The King of Yan said proudly, "At that time, I was traveling with Yuan Li. We passed by the lotus pond in the East Square and watched the fish in the lotus pond swimming and playing happily. I thought that if Wei Wei gave birth to a daughter in the future, she could be named "Le You"."

Ever since he decided to name the baby in Shen Wei's belly, Prince Yan would occasionally have bursts of inspiration and come up with one suitable name after another.

I thought of three names for my son one after another: Chengde, Chengze and Chengzong.

When it comes to naming his daughter, King Yan thought of a name today: Leyou.

When I think of a better name for my daughter later, I will write it down in the booklet.

The King of Yan could have dodged the arrow, but he was accidentally stabbed by it because he was distracted. Fortunately, the arrow was not very poisonous and did not cause serious consequences.

Prince: ...

The prince held his forehead and said, "Since you are injured, then go back home to recuperate for a few days and pretend to be seriously ill. The plan to attack the three cities of Yue has been decided, and the emperor's decree should be sent to the border at an urgent distance of 800 miles."

Prince Yan summoned the Tiger Guards and set off back to Prince Yan's Palace.

The golden sunset enveloped the Prince of Yan's Mansion, gilding the two solemn and majestic stone lions in front of the gate.

The Prince of Yan's injury was not actually serious, and he was completely able to walk on his own. However, in order to silence the gossips in the court, the Prince of Yan deliberately let two tiger guards support him to create the appearance that he was seriously injured.

As soon as he entered the palace, Prince Yan suddenly heard two clear calls:

"Father!"

"Your Majesty!"