The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Before Feng Erli could answer, Feng Qingli asked him again with a stern face.

"Erli, why don't you look at me and speak?"

Feng Erli: "..."

He was afraid of laughing out loud.

It's very difficult to endure it now.

Feng Erli hurriedly stood over Feng Mian. Feng Mian had already adjusted his facial expression familiarly and looked at Feng Qingli with a comfortable smile.

"Father, those are not important. What is important is that if we don't follow, we might not be lost."

Feng Qingli: "..."

Yan Bao stretched out his little arm to Feng Mian, and Feng Mian hurriedly took her over.

Yan Baonai shouted goodbye to Feng Qingli.

"Huang De Dou Dou, Yan Bao will protect the Guo Guo people. You can hold the Flower Festival with peace of mind. Huang De Dou Dou will see you later~"

Feng Qingli: "..."

Feng Erli's lips curled up so much that she could no longer hold them down, and she was busy clearing the way ahead.

"Father, let's take our leave now."

After saying that, even though he tried hard to remain calm, his back still looked a little impatient.

Feng San Lie Feng Si Ling Feng Xiao Wu and Chang Huaiyuan followed suit and hurriedly left the hall while saying goodbye.

On the contrary, Feng Mian walked at the back holding Yan Bao.

Yan Bao lay on Feng Mian's shoulder and waved his little hands towards Feng Qingli who was messy in the wind.

"Huang De Dou Dou, you should rest early. Your health is the most important thing~"

Feng Qingli: "..."

When did these brats dare to talk to him like this?

Do you still think he is the Eastern Emperor?

Why do you look like ordinary people's little boys?

As he thought about it, Feng Qingli couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The most ruthless imperial family.

There was indeed more than enough respect between father and son in the past, but not enough intimacy.

But because of Yan Bao's presence, everything seems to be slowly changing.

very nice.

Fu Mingzhong's voice came from the door of the hall.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu sent someone to bring medicinal food."

The raised corners of Feng Qingli's mouth instantly straightened and lowered.

"Go and ask Concubine Shu what's going on? Why do you tell the princes everything?"

Fu Mingzhong: "..."

How can he say this easily?

But His Majesty obviously doesn't consider this.

Feng Qingli felt that this was not enough.

Thinking that Concubine Yang Shu disliked Concubine Gu the most, he narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

"Arrange for someone to go to Zhongcui Palace. I'll stay there tonight."

Fu Mingzhong: "...Yes, Your Majesty."

In Zhongcui Palace, Concubine Gu, who was leisurely enjoying flowers, felt something bad when she saw Fu Mingzhong coming with a smile on his face.

Can't you?

Your Majesty, can you still think of her?

Why does Your Majesty still think of her?

Since the incident in the Prime Minister's Mansion, His Majesty has never set foot in Zhongcui Palace again.

At first she was still thinking about competing for favor.

But after Xiao Wu hugged Yan Bao's thick leg, she no longer had any intention of competing for favor.

I even felt that I was stupid before.

Isn't it good to live alone in the huge Zhongcui Palace?

His Majesty's mother and queen have passed away long ago, and several concubines have also been moved to the royal manor outside the palace to enjoy their old age, and will not enter the palace during holidays.

Empress Song in the middle palace was also deposed.

She no longer had to get up early every day to go to Fengyi Palace to pay her respects and see Empress Song's face.

The most important thing is that you don't have to wait on His Majesty carefully at night.

Afraid that the service was not attentive enough to offend His Majesty, His Majesty might have sullenly tossed his sleeves and left before he could rest.

She will only be more embarrassed.

Rather than doing this, Your Majesty would be better off not coming.

After being alone for a while, she suddenly felt very comfortable.

Apart from waiting for his two sons to come to pay their respects every day, feeding the fish and doing embroidery, and chatting with the palace people around him, the day was not too relaxing.

Moreover, her two sons have very good control over their greeting time and will never let her get up early.

It's all arranged according to her time.

When Meng Buding saw Fu Mingzhong's smiling face, Concubine Gu suddenly frowned.

"Eunuch Fu, why are you here?"

Fu Mingzhong: "..."

No.

Your Majesty did not act according to common sense today.

The imperial concubine's speech was not normal either.

Is it because tomorrow is the Flower Festival and there are many things to do, so we are all nervous, and our words are not normal for a while?

Seeing that Fu Mingzhong was silent, Concubine Gu suppressed her impatience and called him.

"Father-in-law?"

Fu Mingzhong was so excited that he came to his senses.

The Queen of the Central Palace was deposed, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's position as Crown Prince was firmly established.

The Concubine Gu in front of her was definitely the Queen Mother, so he was naturally extra respectful, her smile was a little deeper, and there were a few more wrinkles.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, asked your servant to tell your concubine that he will rest with you tonight."

Concubine Gu: "..."

Concubine Gu thought for a while and rationally refused.

But at least my IQ is online.

"Eunuch Fu, I have been feeling unwell recently and may not be able to stay with you."

Fu Mingzhong: "..."

Such a coincidence?

However, I thought that the imperial concubine used to look forward to the stars, the moon, and her majesty’s visit. Although she refused today, it was also because of her health.

Your Majesty should understand, right?

Fu Mingzhong nodded, and before he could speak again, Concubine Gu had already turned around and entered the bedroom.

Fu Mingzhong was waiting at the gate: "..."

Why does he feel that there is something different about the imperial concubine?

It's just that he hasn't figured out what's different for a while.

Fu Mingzhong quickly returned to Dezheng Hall and told Feng Qingli what Zhong Cuigong meant.

Feng Qingli frowned after hearing this.

"The imperial doctor just checked Ping An's pulse yesterday. She is in good health and there is nothing unusual about her."

Fu Mingzhong was stunned for a moment.

After hesitating, he lowered his head and spoke cautiously.

"Maybe it starts today."

Feng Qingli frowned and ordered.

"Let Dr. Jiang go over and get a safe pulse!"

After speaking, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Tomorrow is the Flower Festival. Why is her health so bad?"

Fu Mingzhong: "..."

Listening to His Majesty's words, it seems that the Imperial Concubine is feeling unwell at the wrong time.

Yes.

Tomorrow is the Flower Festival. According to the etiquette, His Majesty will take the Queen of the Central Palace to worship the heaven first.

Now the middle palace is empty, and the imperial concubine is the first of the four concubines.

But the imperial concubine suddenly felt unwell.

No wonder His Majesty's brows are frowning more and more.

Fu Mingzhong couldn't help but think of Concubine Shu.

But he didn't speak and waited quietly.

The next moment I heard Feng Qingli making an indifferent voice.

"That being the case, I will go on my own when we offer sacrifices to the sky tomorrow. Let Concubine Yang Shu and her family members wait at Zhongtian Gate first, and then go to the Baiyuan Garden with me. You can go there again later and let Concubine Yang Shu know."

If there were no female relatives among the other envoys from the Three Kingdoms during the Hua Chao Festival, he would rather take people to Baiyuan Garden himself.

Fu Mingzhong was shocked when he heard this.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In the Changqiu Palace, Concubine Yang Shu was stunned when she heard Fu Mingzhong's words.

"Eunuch Fu, is your Majesty saying that I don't have to go with him to worship heaven tomorrow?"

Fu Mingzhong nodded.

"Yes."

Yang Shufei tightened her fingers and spoke to Fu Mingzhong with a smile.

But Fu Mingzhong excused himself as he had something to do, bowed and left quickly.

The embroidered handkerchief in Yang Shufei's hand was about to be torn apart.

"Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

She already knew that the man from Zhongcuigong was unwell and would not be able to go to worship with His Majesty tomorrow.

Among the four concubines, the Virtuous Concubine is no longer around, the Virtuous Concubine has no heirs, and the palace is empty, so there is no doubt that she will be the one to accompany His Majesty to worship heaven.

result……

Yang Shufei's eyes were fierce.

Just because her son is not a direct descendant, he must be inferior to others, and even she must be suppressed by Concubine Gu?

Concubine Yang Shu turned around and returned to the dormitory with an expressionless face.

She spoke suddenly.

"Everyone, get out of here!"

The palace people did not dare to leave any trouble, so they filed out.

Just when Yang Shufei was about to smash something, someone suddenly made a sound in the shadow behind the screen.

"My Lady Shu, I have a way to help you get everything you want."