After redemption, he took away the luck of the future queen

On this day, Pian He was slowly simmering a pot of delicious Buddha Jumping Over the Wall in the small kitchen of Shou'an Palace.

It was snowing heavily outside, but it was very warm in the kitchen. Feng Guibin insisted on coming over, which showed that she had other thoughts.

But when she smelled the strong fragrance of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, Feng Guibin felt puzzled.

How could Princess Rongjun learn everything so quickly?

The soup was so fragrant that her mouth almost watered with greed. She had long forgotten that she came to see Princess Rongjun's joke.

Feng Guibin took action directly, opened the lid of the pot, and said directly: "I want to taste the taste of this soup."

"No." Pian He stood up and waved the fire stick in his hand.

Except for leaving some of the soup for her nanny to taste, she eats it herself and never gives it to others. The food in the palace cannot be eaten by others casually, and she still understands this rule.

Does Feng Guibi know this rule?

She wanted to eat as soon as she came, and Pian He knew what she had planned without even thinking about it.

"Why not? I heard that the Queen loves this one. After I taste it, if I think it tastes good, I will send some to the Queen. Don't you dare not give it to the Queen if she wants to eat it." Feng Guibi said this. Not guilty at all.

How could Pian Heo be fooled by her?

The Queen and Feng Guifei have an antagonistic relationship. It would be strange for the Queen to eat the food she sent. Feng Guifei would not know it, but she still sends the soup stewed by Pian He to the Queen. She does not want to harm Pian He but wants to do it. What?

I want to use her as a gunman, but she won't do it. What can I do to her?

Pian Huan's hand relaxed slightly, and the fire stick instantly fell into the Buddha Jumping over the Wall, and the rising soup splashed onto Feng Guibin's body.

It was cold in winter, so Feng Guibin wore thick and many clothes. The hot soup did not burn her, but only stained her clothes, but it still scared her so much that she took a few steps back.

Pian He pursed her lips and said regretfully: "Oh, it's broken. A fire stick ruined a pot of soup, so you can't eat it."

Feng Guibin's eyes widened and she said regretfully: "Princess Rongjun, you did it on purpose. You would rather ruin the stew than give it to the Queen to drink. You..."

"Which of your eyes saw that I did it on purpose? I worked hard all day, my hands were sore, and I didn't hold the fire stick firmly. Do you know?" Pian He was teasing her, just wanting to make her angry.

When grandma heard the sound, she came and saw a pot of delicious soup with a fire stick stuck in it, and felt it was a pity.

Princess Rongjun was good at making soup, but she was not the one who taught her how to make this soup. Mammy shook her head sadly.

Feng Guibi was so angry that she stomped her feet when the soup was poured all over her body and went back to change her clothes.

Back in the palace, Feng Guibin was secretly angry, why was Princess Rongjun so difficult to control?

She called her personal maid, "Is there any news from the Queen's palace?"

The maid knelt down and said: "My dear, the queen doesn't listen to the imperial doctor's advice at all, and the people below her don't dare to disobey the queen's wishes. The queen eats a lot of food and fish every day. I don't think her health will be good. The queen's dizziness is getting worse. She just thinks it's... If you eat too little, you will end up eating more, either fish or meat."

"Yes." Feng Guibin nodded with satisfaction and stared at the clothes she had changed into. "The things outside the palace have been arranged well. There won't be any mistakes, right?"

"Your Majesty, the arrangements have been made and nothing will go wrong." The palace maid assured loudly.

"Okay." Feng Guibin raised her lips and smiled, tied her belt, seemed to have thought of something, paused her hands, her face changed, and said, "Did you deliver the letter to the eldest brother?"

"Madam, it's been delivered. The eldest son has made friends with Li Fengmo, the nephew of Wei Guogong. This is a letter from the eldest son." As she spoke, the maid took out a letter from her sleeve.

Feng Guibin took the letter, glanced at it, and handed it to the palace maid.

The maid took the letter, threw it into the brazier, and watched as it was burned to ashes.

Pian Huan looked up at the wind and snow in the imperial city. The red walls and green tiles were covered with a thick layer of snow, and it was completely white.

Pian Huan was in a bad mood after a tiring day without drinking the soup she had stewed.

After waiting for a moment at the entrance of the palace, Gu Jianxing left the palace, and the two of them got on the carriage and returned home together.

The carriage drove slowly towards Rongjun Prince's Mansion.

"My beloved, why are you unhappy today?" Gu Jianxing held Pian He's hand and warmed hers with his.

He has been really busy since the two got married.

The two of them spend less time together and more time apart.

In order to make up for his beloved concubine, every time he went back to the house, as long as there was nothing important, he would stay with her in the house, lingering with her endlessly.

These days, he sends his beloved concubine to the palace every day, and he also picks her up from the palace.

Pian Huan smiled and shook his head, "Your Majesty, I'm not unhappy. It's too cold. It's freezing."

"Yes." Gu Jianxing took the person into his arms, put his arms around Pianheng's waist, and pressed his cheek against hers, "I will warm you up."

Pianheng snuggled into his arms and snuggled into his arms to fall asleep. The two of them had long been accustomed to this way of getting along.

Suddenly, the carriage suddenly stopped after shaking for a while, and the voice of guard Wang Si sounded.

"Master, this road is blocked. There is a carriage in front of us that has overturned and is lying in the middle of the road."

Pian Huan opened her eyes, broke away from his arms, and sat up straight.

Gu Jianxing was silent for a moment, thought about it, and then ordered: "Wang Si, turn around the carriage and change the road..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a weak female voice coming from outside the carriage: "That's not necessary. Master, can you help turn the overturned carriage over and move the carriage to the side of the road? The little girl has come to Beijing to seek refuge with her relatives. Xue The road is slippery, the carriage has rolled over, and there are not enough manpower. I wonder if you would be willing to get off the carriage and help."

A glimmer of water appeared in the eyes of the woman who spoke, and her cheeks turned red from the cold.

Come in person for help.

Pian He, who was sitting in the car, held Gu Jianxing's shoulders, winked at him and told him to sit still, then lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage.

Gu Jianxing looked slightly startled, as if he had thought of something. He clenched his fists and pursed his lips, smiling softly, his eyes full of teasing.

Outside the carriage, a gorgeous woman wrapped in a big red robe stood in the vast white snow. She looked like a proud red plum in the snow. She was very eye-catching. If you look closely, you will see that this woman's skin is like gelatin, her skin is as white as snow, and her eyes are like autumn water. She is indescribable. Soft and charming.

Next to the woman stood a maid, and not far away, beside the overturned carriage, stood an anxious-looking woman and a lean coachman.

With just a few of them, it was obvious that they really couldn't turn over the overturned carriage.

When something like this happened, the mother-in-law who was supposed to ask passers-by for help stood behind and watched. The maid had no intention of protecting the mistress, but let the mistress in the boudoir just carelessly come out to ask for help from passers-by. Something is wrong.

Pian Huan only glanced at the woman who I felt pity for, and said coldly to Wang Si: "You guys, go and help turn that carriage over and move it to the side of the road."

It's okay to help, but Pian He doesn't want to cause trouble.

"Yes, Master." The guard responded and went to help.

The driver also went to help.

The maids supported the woman and still stood beside the palace's carriage. They seemed to be looking at Pian He, but their eyes glanced at the carriage from time to time.

The woman looked at the extremely beautiful Princess Rongjun, gritted her teeth secretly, and felt a little anxious. She was not as beautiful as Princess Rongjun, so how could she attract the attention and pity of Princess Rongjun.

Four guards, plus two coachmen, quickly turned the overturned carriage back and moved it to the side of the road.

A new problem came, the carriage's wheel broke.

The mother-in-law walked to the woman's side in a panic and said worriedly: "Miss, the carriage is broken down."

The woman frowned, her face turned pale, and she muttered something about speaking, but in the end she didn't speak.

The mother-in-law rolled her eyes, looked at Pian He, and begged with a bitter face: "Madam, please help my young lady. My young lady has been weak since she was a child. She has been standing in the snow for a long time. I am worried about my young lady's health." I can't bear it anymore. I wonder if I can let my young lady ride in your carriage to block the cold wind and warm her body. The old slave has already asked my servant to ask my young master to come and pick up the young lady. I think she should be here soon, so she won't be delayed much. time."

Pian He looked back at the woman leisurely and ignored her mother-in-law.

This woman has pink eyebrows and apricot eyes, and her whole body is clean and tidy. There is an emerald green hairpin in her bun, which makes her even more charming and attractive, without any trace of embarrassment.

Pian He seriously doubted that after the carriage rolled over, how did the woman maintain her neat makeup when she climbed out of the carriage?

Even the maid next to the woman showed no traces of scratches from the fall.

It's obviously a trap. He's so careless that he can't pretend to be anything like it.

"No." Pian He refused directly.

The woman's body swayed, her feet were unsteady, and she was about to fall. The maid hurriedly helped the young lady steady, and looked at Pian He for help.

The mother-in-law bent her knees and knelt directly on the snow, "Madam, please help my young lady. My young lady is weak and my young master is coming soon. Please Madam, please let my young lady go to your carriage to take shelter from the wind."

Pian He looked at her mother-in-law's neat bun, waved her hand and said to the guard, "Let's go."

"Yes, Master." The guard responded.

Pian He ignored the woman kneeling in the snow, turned around, opened the curtain and got into the carriage. Gu Jianxing watched her purse her lips and snicker, her eyes full of fun.

Pian Huan sat down, patted his shoulder lightly, gave him an angry look, and asked him to restrain himself, obey her instructions, and not to be entangled by irrelevant people.

Gu Jianxing had a noble status and good looks, but there were too many rotten peach blossoms, so Pian Han had to be on guard.