III Jiangshan

into the night.

The people who knelt on the ground outside the Jingning Palace to greet the holy driver, the leader was Fengrou who was dressed in imperial concubine clothes.

Fifteen years have passed, and the years have not left too many marks on her body.If there were any obvious changes, it would be her visibly thinner figure, and the tiredness and loneliness that could not be concealed in her eyes.

"Please get up, imperial concubine! The night wind is cold, you have old illnesses, how can you bear it if you kneel for a long time?" Yuan Youqi took the lead and helped Feng Rou.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Feng Rou bowed her head and thanked him respectfully.

Yuan Youqi ordered all the servants of Jingning Palace to get up, but she held Fengrou's hand, looked up and down, and asked with concern: "How is the cough? Did Lianxiang's Fang Zi ever get up?" Eat on time?"

"The concubine is still eating intermittently. The concubine is just an old illness, your Majesty don't need to worry too much." Fengrou answered with lowered eyes.

Yuan Youqi seemed to have punched the cotton bag, and felt disappointed, so he stopped talking and walked into Jingning Palace on his own.

The procedures and rules for picking up the driver were all ready-made. Although the emperor had not visited the Jingning Palace for more than a month, the servants of the Jingning Palace still acted neatly as usual.

Soon, only the emperor and the noble concubine were left in the sleeping hall, and the rest stood respectfully outside the hall and waited for orders.

Yuan Youqi sniffed the familiar fragrance in the dormitory. This was when he was still the king of Wu, he occasionally smelled the incense in the room and said he liked it very much. Since then, he often rested with Fengrou Feng Rou thoughtfully ordered someone to burn the incense in the dormitory.From Prince Wu's Mansion to East Palace, and then from East Palace to Jinzhong, it has always been like this.

Yuan Youqi felt ashamed suddenly.

Fengrou practiced martial arts since she was a child, but because she was trapped in this palm-sized world for more than ten years, she became depressed and became ill. She developed a problem of coughing when the seasons changed, and her good physical foundation was tortured to the point of failure.

Love is heartbroken medicine.

Such a sentence crossed Yuan Youqi's mind.

After all, what qualifications does she have to blame Feng Rou for "why bother to come"?

"Is this the gift that Yi'er brought back from Ganzhou?" Yuan Youqi asked with a smile, pointing to the seven or eight gift boxes, large and small, piled up on the table.

She decided to suppress the unhappiness in her heart, and had a good time talking with Feng Rou tonight.

Fengrou originally lowered her eyebrows and offered Yuan Youqi new tea. Hearing these words, her eyes finally fluctuated a little, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitched a little, saying: "Yes. Yi'er came here and said these things They are all gifts that she carefully bought in Ganzhou."

"Yi'er has a heart!" Yuan Youqi nodded and said.

So she moved closer and opened the boxes one by one curiously.

Feng Rou knew that she was trying to ease the awkward atmosphere between the two of them, so she followed her.

Yuan Youqi unscrewed a porcelain jar that was about an inch square, and sniffed the dark ointment inside.

"This thing... seems to be Polygonum multiflorum ointment?" She asked.

Fengrou pursed her lips, intending not to argue with the emperor. She turned a blind eye to the brightly written words on the box seal, and replied: "It is the Polygonum multiflorum ointment. Yi'er said that the Polygonum multiflorum produced in Ganzhou has the best medicinal properties. This ointment It is refined, and when applied on the hair, it is the most white and black."

Yuan Youqi sniffed the ointment froze, forced a smile, and said, "Yi'er is very careful."

Fengrou can only nod.

But her gaze couldn't help sliding to Yuan Youqi's temples and the white hair, feeling sad in her heart.

These pieces of Huafa have been there for more than 15 years.Ordinary people only think that it was caused by the emperor's grief at the death of the first emperor. Only a few people know who the Huafa was born for.

Back then, the emperor was still a young man with vigorous blood and vigor, but his hair turned gray overnight because of the death of that man. What kind of pain should this be?

From that time on, Feng Rou knew one thing: she couldn't compete.

Whether it's the living or the dead, she can't compete.

Yuan Youqi's heart was touched because of the Polygonum multiflorum ointment, her complexion changed, and she quickly returned to normal. She casually picked up another box and looked at the seal on it.

"Loquat paste. I know this. Yi'er sent it to honor Rou'er, right?"

When Fengrou heard the sound of "Rou'er", her heart softened, and a smile appeared on her face from the bottom of her heart.

"Yi'er is a caring and good boy. Knowing that my concubine has a cough and Ganzhou's loquat paste is also very famous, she brought it back. She also said that if eating it works, I can get some tribute from the local government every year in the future." Feng Judao .

Yuan Youqi was stunned, secretly ashamed, and said with a dry smile, "It's my negligence!"

Knowing that Feng Rou has a persistent cough, he never thought of asking the local government to pay tribute to the symptomatic medicine for cough. This is obviously not taking Feng Rou's matter to heart, which shows that he doesn't care.

There was also sadness in Feng Rou's eyes, but she tried her best to make amends with a smile and said: "Your Majesty, don't say that. Even my lord's prescription is very good for my concubine. Your Majesty has a lot to do every day, and there are countless state affairs that need to be taken care of. There are unexpected things."

The more she said that, Yuan Youqi felt ashamed and felt more awkward.

She tensed for a while, then Fang found a topic and said: "Yi'er and Rou'er have a very good relationship."

Fengrou nodded and said: "Yi'er grew up with my concubine, and the concubine actually treats her as her own child a lot of times..."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly added: "...After all, Yi'er is His Majesty's own sister..."

Yuan Youqi knew that she was afraid that she was being suspicious, so she said, "Why don't I treat her like her daughter?"

When Feng Rou heard this, his mind relaxed a little.

Yuan Youqi asked: "Yi'er loves you like a mother and daughter. When you came to Jingning Palace, you must have said a lot about yourself?"

Feng Rou was startled slightly.

Yuan Lingyi had indeed chatted with her a lot intimately, but it didn't seem like it was a "personal talk".

The child sat for nearly an hour, but eight out of ten sentences did not turn to Yuan Youqi, which made it difficult for Feng Rou not to be suspicious.

When she thought of the child she raised with Yuan Youqi, who was also Yuan Youqi's own sister, she actually had such indescribable thoughts about her imperial brother at the beginning of love, and then thought of Yuan Youqi's identity as a woman, Feng Rou suddenly felt dizzy. Such as fighting.

What's the matter!

"Yi'er is growing up, and she does have some thoughts about being a little girl." Feng Rou could only say.

When Yuan Youqi heard the words, she fell in love with her, and she was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Did Rou'er ever hear that she met any special people during her trip to Ganzhou? For example, is there a man who makes her heart flutter?" "

The corners of Fengrou's eyes twitched slightly, and she thought, "There is no husband who makes her heart beat", but there is a sister who makes her heart beat.

However, it was obvious that the emperor didn't think about that at all, Feng Rou could only smile and replied, "How can we talk so deeply after just talking for a while? No matter how calmly Yi'er understands the general situation, she is still a daughter's family after all. If you have a heart-moving person, I'm afraid I'm too embarrassed to say it."

Yuan Youqi pondered for a while, and said, "Yi'er is not young anymore, and it's time for her to get more and more organized."

"Your Majesty wants to be Yi'er's son-in-law?" Fengrou asked.

"Well," Yuan Youqi nodded, Yin Yin looked at Feng Rou, and said, "After all, I am her elder brother, after all, men and women... Well, there is a layer of separation. Please pay more attention to this matter. Family background No matter what, it doesn't matter whether you are rich or not, the important thing is that Yi'er likes it, and the other party's character must be good!"

Feng Rou felt dizzy after hearing this.

Who is Yi'er tempted right now?

This man made her spend more time finding a son-in-law for Yi'er... Hey!Isn't this going to make her and Yi'er enmity?

Fengrou felt even more tired, impatient for a while, her throat felt uncomfortable, and she coughed a few times.

Yuan Youqi was slightly startled, and hurriedly sat beside her, patting the back for her, and asked if he wanted to pass Lian Xiang over to have a look.

Fengrou recovered her breath, shook her head and rejected the emperor's proposal.

She is full of heart and strong, and she really doesn't want to be treated as a sick child.

The maid came to report and said that the fragrant soup for bathing had been prepared.

Feng Rou then asked Yuan Youqi to take a bath first, but Yuan Youqi seemed hesitant to speak.

Feng Rou felt suspicious, so she could only ask, "Is there anything else your Majesty wants?"

Yuan Youqi hesitated again and again, but finally said: "There is one more thing, I need to trouble Rou'er to make it clear."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Yes...it's Duke Wei's granddaughter Wei Zhen...well, I want to welcome her into the palace, and I want to invite Rouer to Zhang Luo..." Yuan Youqi managed to finish these words after stumbling.

After Yuan Youqi ascended the throne, he conferred the title of Duke Wei Xunwei and allowed it to be inherited from generation to generation.

It must be known that the title of duke of the country is already rare, and it is a great grace to be able to inherit it from generation to generation.

Wei Zhen!

Feng Rou seemed to be struck by lightning, her mind was in a trance for a while, and she managed to calm down.

"Your Majesty wants to marry Wei Zhen!" Feng Rou's voice trembled.

Yuan Youqi's scalp became numb when he heard it, and he hurriedly said: "It's not marriage! It's to welcome her into the palace and make her a concubine! As for what kind of concubine to make, I haven't decided yet..."

The emperor's "marriage" is only the queen of the palace.Now there is no queen in the palace, the most honored concubine is none other than Fengrou.

Yuan Youqi's words meant An Fengrou's heart, saying that even if Wei Zhen was welcomed into the palace, his title would not be higher than her.

Feng Rou's focus was not only on this one, her face was instantly pale as paper.

"Aren't the twenty or so young and beautiful women in His Majesty's harem enough for His Majesty to squander?" She couldn't hold back her out-of-control emotions, her mind became hot, and she asked passionately.

The women in the harem were all selected through drafts over the years.Because it was something the emperor had to do in order to win over his courtiers, and their backgrounds were not high, Feng Rou never took it to heart.

But Wei Zhen is different.She is the emperor's cousin. Few of the famous families in Chang'an City don't know the story of this 30-year-old "old girl" who loves the emperor bitterly and would rather stick to her boudoir than marry someone other than the emperor.

With the relationship between the emperor and the Wei family, and the friendship that Wei Zhen has kept for more than ten years, it is hard to guarantee that the emperor will not be born out of pity.

And Wei Zhen is the empress dowager's niece, the emperor wants to make her a concubine, will the empress dowager not allow it?impossible!

Feng Rou already had a premonition of how bleak her future was.

What she said in a hurry really made Yuan Youqi unhappy immediately.

Isn't Yuan Youqi feeling wronged?

What is "splurge"?

Those women who were drafted were all raised by her in the harem well. She hadn't even touched their sleeves, and she had no impression of what most of them looked like!

Fengrou said it as if she was a fool who was greedy for the beauty of all the women in the world!

In this way, Yuan Youqi was originally not angry, but he also added five points, and he didn't want to talk nonsense after he had prepared a bellyful of explanations.

She said displeased: "I am the Son of Heaven! Does it mean that the imperial concubine must agree to add someone to the harem?"

Fengrou felt so miserable in her heart that she said coldly, "Concubine concubine is His Majesty's authority, how dare the concubine speak? Please take good care of your majesty!"

After hearing this, Yuan Youqi raised his eyebrows, stood up abruptly, and said with a sneer, "You have been by my side for 16 years, and I haven't been exhausted because of you!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted to the outside of the hall: "Tang Xi! Drive! Go to Fengyi Palace!"