Song Qian hastily rushed to the imperial study, and unexpectedly, Song Chongjing was already standing there with his hands behind his back.

The Emperor sat atop the Dragon Throne with his head lowered. It looked like he was reviewing the imperial reports, but his hands were hanging in the air, completely useless.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy. The two of them didn't look too good, so it seemed that their conversation wasn't going smoothly.

Thinking like this, he stood outside the house for a moment before lifting his foot and walking in. He walked in quite calmly and without a hint of guilt.

When Song Chongjing saw him, he only frowned slightly.

Song Qian cupped his hands: "Royal Uncle."

"Nephew." Song Chongjing actually used a very funny form of address, "The Emperor ordered you to be grounded, but I didn't expect you to appear so soon."

Song Qian had already seen through it and nodded.

"That's because the Royal Father is wise, and feels that I'm still a prince after all. After being confined in the palace for too long, I'm afraid that some matters may be unfamiliar, which is why I was specially released," Song Qian said as he cupped his hands towards the Emperor, then turned his head, and said while pointing out, "Could it be that the Royal Uncle feels that something is amiss?"

Normally, Song Qian wouldn't dare to speak like that, but looking at the emperor's expression, he understood in the end that the emperor wasn't satisfied with him either.

He finally had confidence in himself, and looked up at Song Chongjing, but he did not press him. He still remembered what the Imperial Consort had taught him and knew that he would not be able to fight head on with her.

At this moment, although the two of them appeared to be at loggerheads, they were both smiling. However, there was a hint of true love and a bit of hypocrisy in their smiles, so it was hard to tell.

Song Chongjing stood with his hands behind his back, and did not continue interrogating him, he merely shook his head indifferently: "Since you said you wanted to focus on government affairs, then, I believe that you must have some serious matters to attend to right now."

His words were quite ingenious and it was not difficult to hear the ridicule within them.

Song Qian's face changed as he looked at Song Chongjing. He clenched his teeth and endured.

Fortunately, Song Chongjing was not an aggressive person, after he said that, he did not press further, and only shook his head, then slowly said: "From the looks of it, you seem to only be here to pay respects."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the emperor.

"Your Majesty and I still have some words. I think you're unwilling to listen, how about …"

Don't want to, before he finished speaking, Song Qian immediately stepped forward: "Since Royal Uncle and Royal Father have something to say, then it must be a great matter of the nation, how can it be something that I am not willing to listen to!"

As he said that, he cupped his hands in a panic, as if he was afraid that he would be missed out, "This will not be a waste of Royal Father's teachings!"

Unexpectedly, when he said those words, the Emperor coughed unhappily, but seeing the situation, Song Qian felt that something was amiss, and frowned in confusion.

He then looked at Song Chongjing, and saw that his narrow eyes were secretly filled with pressure, following that, he raised his eyebrows and revealed a smile, as though he had thought of something, and immediately followed with a smile.

"However, since it's a matter between the Royal Uncle, it must be something major. It's not really appropriate for me to be involved right now …"

Although he didn't know what the Emperor meant, the Emperor's current refusal was already completely apparent.

Song Qian did not wish for himself to gain a reputation of being blind in front of the Emperor.

After he finished speaking, he still felt unresigned in his heart. He gritted his teeth and forgot about Song Chongjing, wanting to withdraw after taking a look.

Unexpectedly, Song Chongjing seemed to be like an elder, looking at him with a pleased expression.

"In the end, I've grown up. It's different from the past. If it was before, you would probably still be angry and would not give in in like this. "

"Royal Uncle is joking." After Song Qian heard this, he said awkwardly.

He had originally come here to stir up some trouble, but after hearing his words, he was somewhat unable to continue. However, if he were to withdraw like this, he would be unwilling. This caused him to be at a loss as to what to do.

The emperor's face had already darkened. He looked at Song Chongjing, hoping that he would succeed, and said coldly, "The reason I called you into the palace was to see your Consort Mother. Your Consort Mother has been ill for the past few days. Have you seen it? "

"I've seen it. This time, I came here to pay my respects." Song Qian immediately said.

The Emperor's tone of voice already gave way a little. He hurriedly added, "The Consort Mother has let this son work hard. Furthermore, the Consort Mother also ordered me to come over to see if there was anything good in the Royal Father. She heard that Royal Father's body wasn't feeling well recently, and it seems to be due to overwork, I … "

Song Qian was about to say more, but the emperor raised his hand and shook it.

"Forget it, since you've come over, don't leave. This Emperor also has something to ask you."

Song Chongjing acted like he was forgotten, he knew that the Emperor did this on purpose and was just standing at the side.

When he came earlier, he had already told her about the princess' problems.

The emperor didn't say anything after hearing this. It seemed like he didn't believe it.

Now that Song Qian had come over, he probably wanted to ask his this question.

Sure enough, just as he was thinking, he heard the emperor say in a low voice, "Have you ever heard about the princess' secret?"

Hearing that, Song Qian immediately laughed, but quickly realised that he had become more attentive, and immediately put on a stern face.

"The princess is my wife, and now that she is dead, I will definitely care for her."

"Heh." At this moment, Song Chongjing actually sneered, "Since you're concerned, then you should go over and take a look. Why didn't you look around?"

Song Chongjing said, as though he was joking, and looked at Song Qian: "However, since you have come here, I believe that Noble Consort is not well, and has made a choice, so it is only right."

After Song Qian heard this, his face changed again.

He carefully raised his head and saw that the emperor's expression was normal as usual. Then, he said, "Royal Uncle, this is killing me. I can't bear to see her die miserably … "Look at her …"

After saying that, he let out a soft sigh.

Just listening to her, he felt a bit deep in love.

Song Chongjing wanted to say something, but before he could, Song Qian said: "I'm not going, but I actually have my own difficulties. There are some things that makes me puzzled. Since Royal Uncle is here and I have this chance, I too want to seek confirmation. "

As he spoke, he turned to look at the emperor.

The Emperor only nodded his head, then Song Qian asked again, "My wife died a miserable death, why did you take her away without permission? Go to your residence, what did you do to her!"

When Song Chongjing heard this, he was startled for a moment, but then he shook his head: "Of course it's to investigate a case."

"Investigation? Then, is there a conclusion to this matter now?! " Seeing his attitude, Song Qian could only gnash his teeth and ask.

He just did not like Song Chongjing being like this, he was just a prince, why!

As he thought of this, killing intent appeared in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the emperor coughed at this moment and then fiercely glared at him, as if telling him not to speak.

Song Qian regained his senses in a moment, seeing that he did not dare to say anything, he kept his mouth shut.

However, Song Chongjing smiled at this time, "That princess is still this duke's nephew wife after all. Nephew, Royal Brother, you two don't have to be so nervous."

As he said that, he turned to look at Song Qian again: "This net will naturally answer the questions that you have asked me, it's just that I have some questions that I want to ask you."