After exile, I made a fortune with the sign-in system

Chapter 77 1 Month Term



Chapter 77 1 Month Term

Chapter 77

"Is that Concubine Hui?"

Concubine Qi looked at the two people who were going away, and murmured in a low voice, and the maid beside her replied, "Your Majesty, it's Concubine Hui."

"Where did Concubine Hui come from?"

Concubine Qi looked at the direction the maid was pointing at, and thought to herself, isn't that the emperor's study room?

Has the emperor summoned this bitch?

"This bitch, after all this, he still seduces the emperor!" Concubine Qi cursed secretly.

"Go, go to the Queen's Palace!"

They managed to overthrow Concubine Hui, but they can't let her rise up. If Concubine Hui is favored again, there will be no bright future for these concubines.

She and Concubine Hui entered the palace at the same time, and now the other party is a concubine, but she is still a concubine.

Concubine Hui's elder brother is a senior official of the first rank, while her father is only a household doctor of the fifth rank.

But now the other party, Concubine Hui, is not as good as her concubine.

Concubine Qi sneered secretly, and quickened her pace. She wanted to tell the queen the news, so that the queen could find a way to deal with it.

noon.

The team in exile was resting under the shade of a tree. Song Shangshang settled down with his family and headed towards the carriage of His Royal Highness King Jin.

She is going to ask about that matter, when will there be a result, so that she will have a bottom line in her heart.

"Brother Qingyu, I'm looking for His Royal Highness King Jin."

Qing Yu turned around and saw that it was an old acquaintance, so she said straightforwardly, "My Highness is inside." She said with an expression of "Do you want to get in the carriage?"

Song Changshang. She won't go up.

It's not good for a lonely man and a widow to stay in a carriage together in broad daylight.

Bad influence.

"I'll just say it here."

Song Changshang lifted the curtains of the car and saw that the other party was reading a book, which was a medical book, thinking that His Royal Highness Jin Wang is really a hardworking and studious baby.

In modern times, he must be a proper academic master. This guy is good-looking, tall, with a good family background, good studies, and good medical skills.

So perfect!Properly set up the heroine of the novel!

"What's the matter?" Si Yu put down the book and looked at her.

The two were so close that she could clearly see a small mole on the end of each other's eyebrows. Song Shangshang took a step back and said, "His Royal Highness Jin Wang, how long will it take for the matter of pardoning our family to come to fruition?" what?"

Waiting is the most anxious thing. Whether it is life or death, it is better to give a result or set a deadline, than to know nothing.

"About 20 days and a month. The longest will not exceed a month, so you don't have to worry too much." Si Yu spoke in a gentle voice.

"Then I know." Song Shangshang nodded, and then thought, "Your Highness, is your pigeon good? Will it fly halfway and be shot down and eaten?"

She had read it in a popular science book before, saying that if the distance between the two places is too far, the pigeons will get lost halfway, or they will be accidentally shot down and eaten.

Don't!

She finally had the cheek to beg for such a chance to turn around, so don't screw it up halfway.

Si Yu reached out and tapped her forehead, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking? These carrier pigeons are all messengers from the palace, how could they be shot down so easily."

"Shangshang, you can put your heart in your stomach and wait for the news with peace of mind."

"There is news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Song Changshang nodded, saying that she knew that even a prince had said that, what else could she say, the key point was that nothing would work.

I can only put my heart in my stomach and wait for the news.

20 days a month, at that time they all arrived in Fusang City.

Yeah.

In the Zhaoyang Palace of the Imperial Palace, Song Yishu was carrying big and small bags, and put them all in front of the Eighth Prince Si Nan, "These, these must be handed over to your uncle personally, you know?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again, hurriedly walked to the apse, took out a stack of bank notes, and some jewelry, and wrapped them up.

The matter of ransacking the house and going to prison came too soon, my brother and the others certainly didn't have much gold and silver on them, and the place in Fusang was so bitter, life would definitely be hard if we didn't deal with those official posts.

(End of this chapter)


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