Passing Through as the Cannon Fodder Supporting Role’s Grandma

Song Jing in the backyard knew nothing about all this. As the prince's wife, she only knew that the emperor had ordered them to go to Nanyang.

Song Jing was not only reluctant to give up, but at the same time faintly relieved, just because she had the name of a dead person, if she was in the capital, she would always pay attention to cover it.

And she is now ‘Zhang Yajing’, the second daughter of Shangshufu, if she attends a banquet in Beijing and collides with Shangshufu, Song Jingzhen does not know how to get along.

Song Jing still remembered what it was like to return to the door three days ago in Shangshufu.

Embarrassed, restless, if it weren't for fear of criticism from outsiders, she couldn't stay for a moment.

Song Jing could feel the coldness of Shang Shufu towards her, and she could also understand it, after all, she was the name of her daughter, and the dowry she married was also given by Shang Shufu himself.

Song Jing didn't want it, but was stopped by Zhao Hong. In Zhao Hong's opinion, it was Shang Shufu's surrender to him and regarded Song Jing as his true daughter. From now on, he will not treat Shang Shufu wrongly. After all, it is Jinger. My mother's home.

The maid-in-law was instructed to clean up the things in the backyard first, so as not to get the juncture and to be in a hurry.

"Jing'er." A low voice sounded from behind. Before Song Jing turned her head, she was hugged from behind and hugged into her arms.

Zhao Hong buried her head on the side of her neck, took a deep breath, and then sighed, "Jing'er smells really good."

This voice was speaking in Song Jing's ear, even though she knew those girls couldn't hear her, Song Jing couldn't help blushing.

Want to break free, but not willing to use force.

Zhao Hong saw that her ears were blushing, so he laughed lowly, and then waved at the servants in the room, "Go down all of you."

"Yes, prince." The maids answered, bowed their heads and stepped back, never daring to look up here.

When the door was closed, Zhao Hong hugged him and threw him on the bed.

Song Jing let out a small exclamation, the bed was soft and there was no pain, but was shocked, Song Jing used her eyes to accuse Zhao Hong in dissatisfaction.

Zhao Hong tensed his heart and pressed the person on the quilt to bully him.

In the end, Song Jing blushed and repeatedly begged for mercy.

While staying tender, Song Jing thought of her mother. She hadn't found a chance before, and now the time was just right, so she asked.

"Master, I want to see my mother." Song Jing said and quietly looked up at Zhao Hong's face.

Zhao Hong lightly stroked the hand of her hair, and then stood up, with his hands resting on Song Jing's ears, and the whole person leaned on Song Jing's head. The two faced each other, Zhao Hong's expression also became serious.

"Jing'er, there is one thing I have been hiding from you. I only told you at the beginning that the Hou Mansion did not want to pick you up, saying that you have passed away and completely sever the relationship..." Zhao Hong's eyes moved slightly before he stopped and continued.

"In fact, your mother returned to the Hou Mansion and soon passed away. The funeral of the Hou Mansion was done. I won't tell you, because I'm afraid you will be too sad."

Zhao Hong disappeared directly, the fact that Sun did not die, and the death of the illness was just what the Hou Mansion told the outside.

As if a thunderstorm struck the top of her head, Song Jing was stunned on the spot, her eyes tightened, and the big teardrops fell one by one, she couldn't believe it.

"Impossible, no, my mother won't leave me alone..." When she said this, Song Jing was already crying.

Zhao Hong hugged her in his arms distressedly. He didn't want to tell her the fact that the existence of the Sun family was not a good thing for Song Jing. Zhao Hong didn't want her to read the Sun family all the time, as long as she had him in her heart. sufficient.

Song Jing was tired of crying and fell asleep in the end. Zhao Hong got up, asked the maidservant to bring in hot water, cleaned Jinger's face carefully before leaving, and asked the maid to come to the study as soon as the princess woke up.

For several days, Song Jing really accepted the fact that her mother was dead.

During this time, Zhao Hong was not only planning something, but also always taking into account Song Jing's mood. After a few days, people should not see Song Jing more tired and haggard.

Song Jing felt a little distressed, and blamed herself for neglecting her husband, causing the kitchen to boil the soup and taking it to the study by herself.

In the study, Zhao Hong and several confidants were conspiring, and the study was surrounded by groups. After learning the lesson from the last time, Zhao Hong paid more attention.

The guards guarding the study saw the princess and hesitated slightly. After all, the princess knew how to dote on them. Although the princess had said, no one should be disturbed during the discussion.

But after the hesitation, one person went in and reported it. That person had a cold sweat on his face, and his face was the rejoicing of the rest of his life.

Cautiously invited the princess in, he said to the other guard, "I was almost cut off by the prince on the spot when I went in. Fortunately, I mentioned the princess in time to save my life, which really scared me to death."

The other person was also sighing, the princess was really favored.

Song Jing bit the bullet and brought the chicken soup in her hand to the table of the prince. She really didn't know that there were so many people in the study. She knew she would drink the chicken soup later.

"See the princess." Seeing her, everyone in the study stood up and saluted her.

Such a formation made Song Jing a little bit at a loss.

Zhao Hong smiled soothingly at her, ordered everyone to sit down, and took a sip of the chicken soup for the face, "It's delicious, the king likes it very much, and the princess is interested."

Song Jing's face was blushing at his unconcealed words and slinky eyes, and she lowered her head embarrassedly.

"The prince likes it, but no matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your own body. The perm has been delivered, and the prince has to drink more, so I will go out first." Song Jing said in a small voice, not wanting to disturb them.

Zhao Hong held her, "The princess will accompany me here, and it will not be too late to leave after I finish drinking."

Song Jing hesitated a little, but thought that it would not be troublesome to come in when the time comes, and it would be better to carry the bowl together.

Someone brought a chair for her, and Song Jing sat beside Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong smiled in his eyes, as if it was not him who had just looked gloomy and wanted to kill.

His attitude caused many people below to have their eyes flashed and their thoughts floated.

"Continue." Zhao Hong did not deliberately avoid suspicion because of Song Jing's presence.

The people underneath are a little hesitant. After all, they are conspiring to behead the big thing. Of course, it is better to have one less outsider to know.

Zhao Hong's face showed dissatisfaction, but Cheng Liang came out to take the lead, and did not shy away from it.

His actions made Zhao Honggao take a look at her.

Song Jing didn't know the dark water was turbulent, only what she heard next made her wish that she was immediately deaf and blind, and had never been to the study.

Song Jing put her hands on her knees, her teeth clenched, and her body stiffened, not allowing herself to reveal any other emotions.

In fact, at this time, her heart was already full of turbulent waves, and she couldn't calm down. As if feeling what she was thinking, Zhao Hong stretched out her hand and wrapped her hand.

Feeling the warmth in her hands, Song Jing raised her head in a daze. Seeing the smile on Zhao Hong's face, she suddenly felt calm.

Although Song Jing was a little absent-minded for the rest of the time, she was not as scared as she was just now.

It was said that he was waiting for Zhao Hong's chicken soup to finish, but in fact he waited until the discussion was over, everyone else in the study was gone, and Song Jing was still being pulled by Zhao Hong.

Cheng Liang, the last one to leave the house, closed the door very wittily, leaving only the two of them in the study.

Song Jing spoke several times without knowing what to say.

Zhao Hong looked funny, holding her hands in his palms, and looking at Song Jing with bright eyes, "You can trust me?"

He asked these words seriously, Song Jing was slightly stunned, thinking of everything she had just heard, she knew what he was asking.

How she wanted her to answer this, Song Jing really didn't know how dangerous such a thing was, even if Song Jing was ignorant, she knew the danger.

If you fail, you will be benevolent, and if you fail, there will be no such stable days.

Song Jing actually doesn't know why he is living so happily now. The princes are now princes. They can go back to their fiefs without being in the capital. Wouldn't it be more comfortable and they don't have to worry about state affairs.

Zhao Hong listened to her, but caressed her hair lovingly, "This is not what I want. If I don't move, when my eldest brother takes the throne, there will be no place for me."

Over the years, he and the eldest prince seem to be safe and sound, but in fact they have started fighting long ago, and they have coveted the throne.

Until the end, it is still unknown who will die.

This was the first time that Zhao Hong looked forward to his ambitions in front of Song Jing. While Song Jing was shocked, he faintly felt that he should ascend the throne and become the most powerful man in the world, an existence above 10,000.

With this thought, Song Jing's heart was trembling. It was a feeling of palpitations. Suddenly she didn't want to persuade, she didn't want to break him, and she would be by his side from beginning to end if she was defeated.

After making this decision, Song Jing will feel uneasy in the days after, but knows what her husband is planning, and will try not to disturb him as much as possible.

I will try my best to avoid any banquets in Beijing, so as not to cause any trouble.

The atmosphere in Beijing started to become tense at some unknown time, and walking on the streets was a different sense of tension than before.

As said before, the Central Government became the dominion of the eldest prince, and now the third prince of the Rongwang, it was only three days before the emperor required him to leave Beijing for the fief.

The faction of the Three Princes was trying their best to keep the three princes in the capital. Among them, Zhang Wenshan was the most serious.

Everyone in the dynasty knew that Zhang Wenshan's second daughter married the third prince, and he was doing this for himself.

The first-in-law who knew that the Empress Dowager bestowed the marriage of the third prince and the book of rituals, behind Zhang Wenshan's shame in letting her daughter climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, she envied him.

Now that the three princes lose power, more people are laughing at them.

The most obvious thing is that the girls in Beijing did not invite the female relatives of Shangshufu for the monthly flower viewing banquet. Maybe it was to avoid suspicion, maybe it was for other reasons, and Zhang Wenshan, as a minister of ritual, danced like this in the court. Great, the emperor who had been bothering him a long time ago was tired of things that had nothing to do with him.

Many people have guessed whether it was King Rong who left Beijing first, or that Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites lost his official hat first.

What's more, the boring person also secretly set up a poison plate, and this gambling is still on fire.

Even Tang Lihua, who was in the back house of the Hou Mansion, heard the sound of the wind. Looking at the information collected these days, Tang Lihua's eyes flashed, and people also took a thousand taels of silver to make a note.

She bet the dealer to win.

Zhao Hong was more cautious because of the big deal in his hands. The spies of the Hou Mansion were no longer able to get close, only knowing that King Rong acted strictly, and the rest could not be heard at all.

However, Tang Lihua only knows what he is plotting based on some things, combined with the character of the hero in the plot.

The word rebellion appeared directly in the mind.

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