Passing Through as the Cannon Fodder Supporting Role’s Grandma

The third prince was silent. In the past, the emperor's grandmother asked, because you didn't find a good identity for Song Jing, he never said that, now it is Song Jing who has been taken away.

A young woman was kidnapped, and it was not a day or two, but if she wanted to be known, then her reputation would be ruined.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hong darkened his eyes and clenched his fists, never saying a word.

The queen mother stared at him closely, and the disappointment in his heart increased even more when he saw him, "I will ask you for the last time, would you like to marry Chengen's daughter?"

Zhao Hong lowered his head and did not look at the expression of the emperor's grandmother. He keenly felt that this question was not easy. It should be the emperor's ultimatum to him.

It's not that there is no struggle in his heart, but thinking of Song Jing, Zhao Hong still shook his head and refused.

Thinking that the emperor grandmother would be angry, Zhao Hong was ready to accept the questioning, but never thought of a sigh coming from the top of his head, Zhao Hong looked up and saw the emperor grandmother seemed extremely tired.

The queen mother waved, "You go out of the palace."

This is because he didn't want to talk to him any more. Zhao Hong wanted to say something nice and relax, but he was invited out directly by the inner room.

Zhao Hong is always a little uneasy for some reason, it seems that something bad is about to happen.

He didn't know that this was the last chance the Queen Mother gave him.

"Send Song Jing to the Third Prince's Mansion." After he left, the Queen Mother gave a cold voice.

Mo Ma backed down in response, and the queen mother looked at the brocade box at hand. The brocade box contained all the envelopes that she had sent the spy to monitor the three princes these days.

The empress dowager valued the three princes more among the eldest prince and the three princes. There was a difference between the concubine and the queen dowager was more inclined to the concubine.

The three princes act well and have brains, so the queen mother wanted to find a wife behind him.

Now it seems that all his thoughts are in vain, even if he has a personal relationship with his children, he has ignored his great cause.

It's just that if you lose a girl, you can't stand it, which is really embarrassing.

The queen mother didn't know that this was the first few times she sighed in recent days, and the white hair on her head was made a lot of trouble by this trouble.

Well, leave these to the emperor to worry, she is old and can't control it anymore.

The Queen Mother gave another order, "Send this brocade box to the Imperial Front."

Seeing the letter in the brocade box, the queen mother didn't know how the emperor would react, but that was beyond her control.

Late that night, the man in black watched a sack sneak into the Third Prince's Mansion, and with the sound of a heavy object landing, it alarmed the guards in the mansion.

Someone went after the man in black, and the remaining person opened the sack on the ground, and there was a comatose woman inside.

Of course, this important matter must be reported to the third prince, and it is not known whether this is an assassin.

When Zhao Hong was discussing matters with his staff in the study, he heard the movements of the guards.

This impatient mood turned into surprise when he saw the face of the woman on the ground.

So under the gaze of the guards, they looked at the three princes who were usually aloof and disdain to touch the woman's hair.

Excitedly stepped forward, and carefully picked up the woman on the ground, gently hugged back to the house, and left the person in the yard behind.

Looking at Song Jing in a coma on the bed, Zhao Hong was a person who didn't want to leave for a moment, and he would not let go anymore.

It was the second day before Song Jing woke up, and when she opened her eyes, it was no longer the dark room, and a huge surprise overwhelmed her.

Not to mention that when she saw the face on the bedside that she wanted to be familiar with day and night, Song Jing couldn't help but cried directly.

Zhao Hong was also awakened by this action, and saw the beauty of tears, feeling distressed, and comforting him by holding the person in his arms.

Song Jing was buried in Zhao Hong's arms, and didn't push back like before.

Song Jing didn't care about anything, and cried happily, crying out all the fear and grievance in her heart these few days.

Zhao Hong's voice gently comforted her, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. If he knew who abducted Jing'er, he would definitely skin him and take his bones, it would not be a relief.

When Song Jing cried enough, seeing Zhao Hong's chest clothes soaked in her tears, she felt embarrassed at this moment, and her face was a little blushing.

Zhao Hong liked her little daughter's attitude the most, and his heart softened a little bit, calming Song Jing with gentle words.

After calming down, Zhao Hong asked about these few days.

Song Jing didn't know anything. After being stunned and taken away that day, after Song Jing woke up again, it was dark all day and night.

Except for three meals a day, Song Jing spent the whole time in that little dark room.

Speaking of it, ashamed to speak, even Chu Gong is in the same room.

It was Song Jing who had adapted to the darkness and used the faint light that penetrated in the night to see that there was a pail in the room.

This was the most embarrassing period for Song Jing from childhood. No matter how she shouted, no one answered her. Song Jing thought she would be trapped and die there.

He fainted again, and opened his eyes again to see Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong frowned, and he must find out the person behind Jing'er who abducted him, and he could not leave this hidden danger in the dark.

Zhao Hong made a decision, but to appease Song Jing, secretly let people continue to investigate.

And now that Song Jing has been found back, the previous plan should start again.

In order for Song Jing to have an identity worthy of her, Zhao Hong carefully selected a family for a long time.

The identity that Zhao Hong chose for Song Jing was Zhang Yajing, the second-in-law daughter of the Ministry of Etiquette who supported him most.

Zhang Yajing is weak and sick, and she doesn't often attend banquets. Few people have seen her and raised her in a deep boudoir.

Zhao Hong prepared to let Song Jing replace Zhang Yajing. From then on, Song Jing will be Zhang Yajing, so she can be his three princes and concubines more legitimately.

In order for Zhang Wenshan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites to agree, his frail and sickly daughter had to'carelessly' passed away.

Zhao Hong had left this hand long ago, and now Jing'er has returned to her, Zhao Hong does not want to delay any longer.

After coaxing Song Jing to sleep, she gave an order, but after a while, the second daughter of the Book of Rites was critically ill.

Zhao Hong and Zhang Wenshan conducted a secret spy, and no one knew the content of their secret conversation, but that night, a small sedan chair was carried from the Three Princes' Mansion to Shangshu Mansion.

The queen mother who got the news on the second day simply laughed angrily, "He was still the third prince of the dynasty, and he went so far as to spare the life of an innocent daughter for a woman. He was bold and reckless, really bold!"

The queen mother had completely lost expectations of the three princes. The letter that Zhao Hong poisoned the second daughter of Shang Shu and tried to cross the sea in vain to marry the daughter of a farmer was soon presented to the emperor's desk.

The servants who were serving outside the imperial study knew that the emperor did not know why the dragon face was furious, and the servants trembled, walking on thin ice.

Tang Lihua learned the news later than the Queen Mother. Ningyuan Hou Mansion also had its own power, and there were still one or two spies.

Because of the old lady's words, Hou's spies had long known that someone was also monitoring the Third Prince's Mansion, so they acted more cautiously.

Almost the oriole was behind, and he dared to return to the house to report it when the spies of others were removed.

Tang Lihua turns the cup in her hand, she deserves to be the hero and the heroine chosen by the plot, no matter how difficult it is to hinder, she wants to be together.

I just don't know how Zhao Hong would feel if he knew that everything he did was seen by the Queen Mother, and if he still wanted to marry Song Jing as his concubine.

Anyway, these have nothing to do with Ningyuanhou's Mansion, Tang Lihua is already happy to watch this joke.

The next day, the third prince went to the palace to ask for an decree to marry him and Zhang Yajing, the second daughter of the Ministry of Rites.

Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother was not embarrassed, so she agreed directly and drafted her intention on the spot.

Zhao Hong, who was immersed in joy, did not see how cold the queen mother looked at him.

As soon as the Queen Mother’s decree came out, the noble ladies in Beijing were shocked. Who was the second daughter of the Book of Rites, and how was it valued by the three princes? Why was the marriage so sudden?

Many questions turned around in everyone's minds, but no matter what they wanted to ask this second daughter to come out for a look, they were all turned away.

The Three Princes’ Mansion was preparing for the happy event in full swing, and the three princes’ wedding robes were sewn before he left the palace.

And Song Jing doesn't have to worry about it. There are dozens of embroiderers in the palace who work together every day and night, and it doesn't take much time.

October 15th is the day when the three princes get married.

The entire capital is very lively, and the sound of firecrackers and singing of joy makes the capital even more lively.

On the third floor of the restaurant, through the windows you can see a long string of people and horses on the street below, walking along the street, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums.

In the room, the woman with the white drapery covering her face already burst into tears.

"This is the day your sharp-hearted daughter got married. Have you ever thought about your mother?" Tang Lihua didn't look at the grand occasion below, and her voice was flat, without ridicule.

However, she heard the Sun’s heartache. She ran back to the Hou Mansion to plead for her, and was finally ‘died’, but she was transformed into the second daughter of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and is now the third prince.

From beginning to end, she never thought about her mother.

Although Sun was encouraging and telling herself that as long as Jing'er lived in peace, she could think of her indifferent to herself, and even when she heard the news of her death, she never came to the Hou Mansion to inquire.

Sun suddenly felt extremely cold. Could it be that the daughter she has been pampering for so long is so cold-hearted? Or is she never so important in her heart?

After receiving a major blow, if it weren't for Grandmother Zhao to support her, she would collapse to the ground.

Sun suddenly covered his face and started crying, then burst into tears.

Tang Lihua waited for her to cry enough before she was sent back to the Hou Mansion by the carriage in the backyard of the restaurant.

Enough stimulus, I still have to go into confinement.

Song Jing didn't think about her mother, but when she thought about her mother, she had been sent to Shangshufu by Zhao Hong to be married, and she had no chance to see her mother.

After asking about Zhao Hong's mother several times, he was fooled by his vague words, and when Song Jing remembered that everyone had gone.

At the moment before getting on the sedan chair, Song Jing was still thinking about her mother. As long as she became the prince and concubine, she could summon her mother and then the mother and daughter could get together.

Song Jing had a lot to say to her mother. On such days, her father and mother should have sent her out, but now she abandons her name and becomes Zhang Yajing to become the Third Princess.

It is false to say that it is not uncomfortable, but when she thinks of being able to get along with Zhao Hong day and night, Song Jing is very shy again.

The Shangshu Mansion, where the bride was sent away, was no longer busy.

Mrs. Shangshu and Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites were in a room in the backyard. The room was placed in a mourning hall. The spiritual seat in the middle of the mourning hall was the spiritual seat of the deceased daughter Zhang Yajing.

Mrs. Shang Shu nestled in Shang Shu's arms, crying even more sad than ever.

"My poor daughter, my mother has managed to raise you up to now, but because she wanted to give up her position, she was so badly beaten. It is the mother who I am sorry for you." Madam Shangshu was heartbroken.

Zhang Wenshan, the Shangshu Book of the Ministry of Rites, looked at the spiritual position with a sad expression on his face, "Father will definitely avenge my son."

Mrs. Shang Shu was shocked when she heard this, but she didn't care about sadness, and quickly blocked her husband's mouth, "The wall has ears, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Wenshan's expression was painful, and his eyes were full of red blood. He clenched his fists and faced the imperial prince. Even if his daughter was poisoned by him, he couldn't do anything. He had to listen to his arrangements with a smile.

Zhang Wenshan hated the third prince and also hated himself. Why did he stand on the side of the third prince so that he coveted his daughter and caused her to lose her life.

"It's okay, I have checked it out, and the few spies left in the house were reverently led to other places." Zhang Wenshan took the hand of his wife covering his mouth and shook his head slowly.

Zhang Wenshan didn't know that his daughter's death was poisoned by others, but one day he received a letter that said everything and told him that the three princes had planted many spies in Shangshu Mansion.

He was shocked in his heart, and it didn't appear on the surface. When he went to investigate in private, he found out a lot of things.

No matter who that person is, Zhang Wenshan must thank him for telling the truth about his daughter's death.

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