It has been two years since the throne ceremony. The Turks have become honest. King Yu in southern Xinjiang dares to act rashly. There is only one thing that has always been a thorn in Qin Shao's heart.

"Your Majesty, the Empress has given up the courts to pay tribute to each palace. The Imperial Doctor said that the Empress lost her son accidentally and was in a state of depression. She should go out and relax more."

Qin Shao closed the memorial: "In a few days, it will be autumn time. It is just right for autumn hunting to be held, and I will also take the queen to relax."

"Your Majesty is really sympathetic to the Empress."

Zongyao has been sick after "accidentally losing his son" more than a year ago, but Qin Shao has remained favored him. Except for staying in the bedroom and going to see the queen, he rarely summoned his concubines and only sat playing chess and listened to the song.

"My eldest son must be the legitimate son."

She had something to say first, and Zong Yao could hold down the signs of those women in the harem without having to worry about it.

The next day, Qin Shao practiced calligraphy in front of the desk. The pen tip dipped in ink was like a phoenix. Nearly half of the copying of the calligraphy, the person from Shanglinyuan asked his attendant to ask carefully: "In this autumn hunting, who else do you want to accompany you?"

Qin Shaomei kept writing a paragraph before she said, "Is it the Xie family going to ask?"

Since the Shanglin Xie family is the clan of Concubine Xie, it is also the clan of Qin Shao's biological mother.

After she was born, she went to Yuzhou with King Yu. She always said that she had no contact with her grandfather's family after she died of illness, but she was not unfamiliar with her old love.

"I admire Concubine Xie for two hu of pearls, and go to the yard to have fun together." Qin Shao was about to write again while he was speaking, but the pen in his hand stopped in the air, as if something was brewing was thicker than ink. "When will King Rong grow back?"

The closest servant laughed: "Your Majesty asked three times in the past two days. The prince will check the new capital of Yanjing. It will take at least half a month to come back. By then, Qiu Hunting may be nearly half. If you want, you can go directly to the yard to report the matter."

"You are just smart?" Qin Shao glared at him, and the nearby servant quickly slapped himself, "I'm so sarcastic."

Qin Shao lost his pen and smiled on the corner of his mouth: "Tell Shanglin Yuan to prepare well. I will let them go for a few more days, and I will make the queen happy."

"Yes." The nearby servant didn't understand anything, so he hurriedly asked someone to quickly go to Yanjing to pass the imperial edict.

The new palace was planned and built before the reign of the late emperor. It has been nearly ten years now. Rong Su came here specifically just to check the progress.

After writing the document on the note that the palace ban is available within two years, he added a few more concerns. In the end, he hesitated to add a few more sentences, and finally laughed: "It's also long-winded."

Dacheng chuckled and took the note and was about to go out when Danui's oral message arrived.

Rong Su waved away the idle man in a cold expression and stood up, and took away the letter from Dacheng's hand: "Let's go, I'll report it to Your Majesty in front of you."

It took only three or five days for the fast horse to go from Yanjing to Chang'an. When Rong Su rushed back, he happened to catch up with the autumn hunting.

Qin Shao has grown a little more in the past two years, and has already reached Rong Su's shoulders. He is wearing bright yellow clothes, with a jade waist and a silver-black ribbon on his head. His handsome and cold temperament is like inhaling a mouthful of cool mist in the morning, which makes people feel refreshed.

Going farther and farther away.

Rong Su followed, but in front of so many people, his horse head was still half a step behind Qin Shao: "Yanjing progress is as normal, I will report to Your Majesty."

Qin Shao looked up and down at him, "Is Rong Qing sunbathing?"

Rong Su touched his face and was really nervous: "The sun in Yanjing is not much more than Chang'an."

"Go to the imperial guards to take a break, I will ask the imperial doctor to prepare a prescription for you."

Rong Su hesitated for a while, but looked at his once-tanned hands and decided to obey Qin Shao's arrangements: "Thank you Your Majesty."

Not long after he got into the imperial carriage, the news spread to the carriage behind him.

Zong Yao said he ignored the illness, and Concubine Xie was quiet while wiping the zither. Only the court officials in the next group of court officials were a little criticized, but this was not a day or two. Rong Su had long been indifferent and once said, "It is better to serve the king with sex than to not serve him."

A group of people in the court who claimed to be clear-headed even took pride in scolding him, but Rong Su was in charge of the imperial guards. Even if he was not afraid to see him, no one dared to challenge King Rong, and most of them were left alone.

Qin Shao quickly rode his horse onto the chariot.

It took nearly a day to get to the palace in Shanglinyuan, which was enough for Qin Shao and Rong Su to be intimate, but this time, Qin Shao recruited the imperial physician.

The imperial physician is nothing but Mr. Yucheng.

Rong Su's head suddenly buzzed: "Sir..."

Mr. Yucheng glared at him with some dissatisfaction: "Since the Fourth Master has done something, don't choke and refuse to admit it."

"Sir, don't blame him. This is because I was drunk that day." Qin Shao couldn't say anything, his ears were red, and Rong Su's mind was even buzzing, "Can it be..."

"It's true," Qin Shao took his hand: "I'm happy."

Rong Suteng stood up, knocked his head against the roof and thudded. He didn't even utter, leaving only a frozen expression, "I... am I a father?"

"The Fourth Master is absurd, Your Highness's father should be Your Majesty." Mr. Yucheng corrected it in time.

Rong Su opened his mouth and said hard, "Then... am I a mother?"

"Puff!" Qin Shao couldn't help but patted the cushion on the side: "Mom, haha, you can really think of it, hahaha..."

Rong Su suddenly reached out to her arm around the back of her neck, and pressed her other hand on Qin Shao's lower abdomen: "Your Majesty, don't laugh so loudly." He rubbed his fingers nervously, and then saw Mr. Yucheng laughing, and put down his hand dryly: "I, I mean, Your Majesty must pay attention to your body."

His congested head cooled down and he said slowly: "This is mine, not."

"I think the child is coming very well." Qin Shao snatched the conversation, "Zong Yao has been ill for too long. This is a heart disease. I don't want to delay it anymore."

"What does your majesty mean?"

"The prince's legitimate resignation will be exhausted." Qin Shao said, but she couldn't think of how to speak to Zong Yao. No matter what, it was quite like killing a donkey.

Rong Su held Qin Shao's palm as if injecting strength: "I'll do it, let Mrs. Zong admit that she gave birth to twins, and her son was afraid of being persecuted, so he sent him to raise him. He would be the general and the prime minister in the future, and he would follow him."

"In this case, I'm afraid it's hard to hide the eyes and ears of all the people in the world." Mr. Yucheng was worried.

Zong Yao's identity has been repeatedly speculated, and the saying of being in a verbal way has not dispersed. If the Empress died and another identical brother came, I am afraid there will be another storm.

Qin Shao laughed, "What Rong Qing said is exactly what I want."

Shanglinyuan Palace.

Qin Shaote ordered Xie to go home to visit relatives. When he came back the next day, Xie came to the door to thank him. Rong Su happened to report the matter on the side. She looked at her for a few more times and quietly threw an earring on the ground.

When Rong Su bowed, he ran into Xie, who came to pick up the earrings.

"Empress Jin'an." Rong Su greeted him and made way for the way.

"King Rong Da'an." Concubine Xie saluted but did not leave.

Rong Su frowned, "Empress Dowager has something to say?"

"I... Su Wenrong Wang said frankly," Xie Fei pursed her lips and asked, "Who did the musical score given by the prince in Weinan?"

Rong Su barely remembered the stupid things he had done in the past.

He mistakenly regarded Xie Lingqi as a listening cloud, and was playing the piano in the long pavilion in Weinan like a peacock. Although it was not a tone, Xie Lingqi was a rare master of piano skills and heard a little taste and exchanged the score with him.

However, he learned that Xie Lingqiu was not Tingyun, so he was extremely disappointed, but he changed the scores and stayed in the pavilion.

Now Xie Lingqi has become the concubine of the prince and concubine, but Quzi has probably studied and understood it. He was about to ask who did it. It must be because Qu has a love affair and is obsessed with the composer.

The music score was obtained from Qin Shao, probably made by Qin Shao.

Rong Su raised his eyes, "Empress thinks there are still many piano masters in Chang'an City?"

"Does the prince refer to General Meng?" Meng Shiqi's reputation has been passed down for a long time.

Rong Suxiao bent his eyebrows and eyes, and said without comment: "Resign."

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