Only this green, not disappointing the spring

Chapter 315 Argument

The Third Prince's Mansion has never been so lively in the past ten years. Under the leadership of Shangguan Qingyue, the entire mansion has become full of vitality.

The guards and servants in the mansion were responsible for loosening the soil in the two glazed rooms, and all the maids in charge of taking care of the yard were sent to the glazed rooms to plant vegetable seedlings and flowers.

Xuanyuan Yan sat aside leisurely reading a book and drinking tea, while Shangguan Qingyue and the maids were working hard in the fields.

At the beginning, everyone was very reserved, fearing that they would be kicked out of the Prince's Mansion if they made a mistake. It took a cup of tea to plant a seedling.

Shangguan Qingyue couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stood up and shouted to everyone:

"Girls, there's no need to be so particular when growing vegetables. Everyone should be quick and decisive, otherwise you won't be able to finish until dark."

She looked at Xuanyuan Yan, who looked as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Your Highness, you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you ask someone to bring the zither and play a few tunes for you? It is said that all living things have spirits, and these seedlings may grow faster and better after listening to the music you play!"

Mother Wu, who was sweating profusely from the heat, felt her heart tremble as she listened, fearing that her master would get angry and kick the girl out.

However, Xuanyuan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly:

"So, not only do I have to play the piano for you, but I also have to please these seedlings?"

"Pfft~"

Someone couldn't help laughing, and the place fell silent. The little girl realized she had gotten into trouble, and she was about to kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, before she could do anything, she heard a string of silver bell-like laughter.

"Haha, Your Highness, what you said seems to be quite right. These vegetables will be served on your table in the future, so it's only right to please you occasionally.

Why not, I will practice piano here from now on, killing two birds with one stone!"

Xuanyuan Yan shook his head and laughed, and instructed Qing Yi who was guarding outside:

"Why don't you bring the zither? In order to fill my stomach, I have to perform for money."

This time, not only Shangguan Qingyue, but everyone including Mother Wu laughed out loud, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became relaxed and comfortable.

Unfortunately, Qing Yi did not come over with the zither, but reported in a slightly heavy tone:

"Master, the Imperial Concubine is here to see you."

Normally, the winter hunt would end in three days, but Imperial Concubine Jing came back early, obviously because she was worried about the Third Prince's leg injury. At least, that was how it seemed to outsiders.

The gentle expression on Xuanyuan Yan's face immediately disappeared completely, as if he had put on his original mask again, and a cold air emanated from his whole body.

"It seems that I will have to play the piano another day. Yue, you continue to be busy. You don't have to come with me."

Shangguan Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief and nodded eagerly. She had always resisted dealing with Concubine Jing, but she was too noble and often had no choice.

She was still terrified every time she thought about being surrounded by wild wolves. But even though she thought Xuanyuan Yan had already found out the whole story, she didn't plan to ask him for clarification.

The mother set up a trap, and the son came to the rescue, so it seems that both sides are even. As for the knot in my heart, I can only digest it silently.

When Xuan Si carried Xuanyuan Yan back to the East Courtyard, Imperial Concubine Jing was already sitting in the hall waiting. When she saw the visitor, she immediately reprimanded him:

"Yan'er, why don't you just rest your injured leg instead of running around? Have you asked your uncle for treatment? What did he say?"

Seeing the anxiety and worry in his mother's eyes, Xuanyuan Yan smiled bitterly and asked:

"Mother, if my legs really become lame, what will you do?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! We in the royal family have all kinds of good medicines. Your uncle is the best doctor in Da'an Kingdom. How could he not be able to cure a small leg injury?!!

Yan'er, you are someone who wants to do great things, how can you not be able to withstand such a small blow? "

Imperial Concubine Jing looked angry and slapped the table beside her. She didn't know when her son, whom she was so proud of, became so mediocre and incompetent, which made her sad and angry.

Xuanyuan Yan's eyes were faintly shining with tears, and he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Mother, you haven't had a chance to see your son's leg injury yet, right?" He clenched his fist and compared it in front of Concubine Jing, and continued:

"The blood hole is as big as a fist, and you can even see the leg bones inside. My uncle said that it is difficult to recover from broken bones.

If you don't believe it, I will open the gauze and let you see it with your own eyes. If you still don't believe it, you can invite Uncle to your house and let him tell you in person."

With every word Concubine Jing heard him speak, her face turned paler. By the end, even her bright lips, which were painted with lip balm, seemed to have dimmed.

Xuanyuan Yan looked into her eyes and asked word by word:

"Is it that I, your son, can't bear the blow, or that you, mother, are unwilling to accept the reality?

Or, if I really become lame, will you no longer acknowledge me as your son?"

"How dare you! Is this how you talk to Mother?!"

In a rage, she threw the teacup in her hand towards Xuanyuan Yan! Seeing that the teacup was about to hit the other person's leg, Qing Yi reached out to catch it in time, and the boiling hot tea splashed all over his hands, instantly burning them red.

"Oh, it seems that mother really hates my crippled leg! Out of sight, out of mind. You should return to the palace as soon as possible."

His tone was indifferent and his expression was calm, as if he didn't care at all about Concubine Jing's anger.

Nan Rongjing had lived a happy life for half her life, but now she suffered setbacks in front of her own son. She had stood up, but she sat back down again, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Since you are not feeling well, I will not bother with you. You are my son who I carried for ten months and gave birth to, and raised with all my energy. I love you so much that how could I hate you?

By the way, where is the maid you brought back to the mansion? Why can't I see her?"

Xuanyuan Yan, who originally had an indifferent expression, looked even colder after hearing this.

"She is the second daughter of the Shangguan Mansion, not a maid. Since mother mentioned it, I will ask you out of curiosity.

Why did my mother want to harm her in the hunting grounds? "

Imperial Concubine Jing's face froze. She subconsciously wanted to serve the tea but found nothing beside her. She withdrew her hand somewhat embarrassedly and asked angrily:

"What nonsense! How could I embarrass a girl? Could it be that she said that to you? How dare a country girl who came out of nowhere to sow discord between us mother and son?

Where is she? Bring her here immediately. I want to interrogate her!"

Nanny Rong, who was waiting on the side, looked a little pale. She knew very well that with the Third Prince's style of doing things, he would never bring up this matter if he was not absolutely sure!

She thought she had finished the matter neatly and without leaving any traces. So where did she go wrong? !

Sitting for a long time was extremely uncomfortable. Xuanyuan Yan frowned and used his hands to help put the injured leg on the stool next to him.

Qing Yi immediately became very perceptive and squatted down to help massage and relax.

He took a long breath and said calmly:

"Zhu San, present the evidence to the Imperial Concubine one by one. And please help explain how we followed the clues and finally determined that the murderer was the Imperial Concubine."

"You, are you trying to embarrass Mother on purpose?"

Concubine Jing finally panicked, and she clenched the handkerchief tightly in her hand. She knew her son's ability very well, and it would not be difficult to get to the bottom of this matter.

If the emperor knew about this... although it was not a big deal for her, it would still damage her image in his majesty's heart and her reputation in the outside world.

"Since mother finds it embarrassing, then I will personally explain the matter. You all leave, and I will have a private conversation with mother."

Concubine Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the people around her to do the same. Soon, they were the only two left in the huge reception room.

"My mother first fed Miss Shangguan some snacks with added ingredients, which made her mentally retarded within two days. I'm afraid she even had difficulty writing, let alone composing poetry.

Then, at the poetry meeting the next day, you sprinkled her with powder that attracted wild animals. In this way, it was only natural that she was punished by you to go up the mountain to pick red plums because she could not write a poem..."

Xuanyuan Yan looked at Concubine Jing coldly and continued:

"In the past, I only thought that mother was competitive and strict with my studies. Of course, you were also very strict with yourself.

But I never thought that you have made great achievements in scheming and strategy. I am really impressed by you!"

Imperial Concubine Jing's eyes were red, and she was afraid that the servants waiting outside would hear her, so she could only lower her voice and scold:

"You actually embarrassed me like this for a lowly girl! I just don't like her and want to destroy her, what do you think?!!"