In the middle of the night, the expected menstrual events came as scheduled, Li Fei got up gently in a medium coat as thin as cicada wings, and Youlu, who was on night duty outside, also got up in a long robe, waited for Li Fei to change his clothes and pants, and drank a cup of warm angelica motherwort tea, Youlu held a thin cyan felt, and didn't know whether to make the bed.

Zhao Yanheng was covered with a corner quilt and slept on the inside of the bed with his back to the person.

Li Fei took the thin felt she was used to, spread it flat in the middle of the bed, and then lay flat on the bed. It was a little cool in the middle of the night, and a bright red auspicious brocade futon was covered from the foot to the chest. Zhao Yanheng's arm came sideways and rested on Li Fei's shoulder, he woke up when Li Fei got up, closed his eyes and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Li Fei didn't want to answer this kind of question, but Zhao Yanheng was even concerned about this kind of thing, Li Fei endured the shame and said: "It's okay, I don't have anything uncomfortable, it's just that the water is flooding the golden mountain, and it's a little too much." ”

Zhao Yanheng snorted, leaned over a little, and nested on Li Fei's shoulder socket, Li Fei lay upright.

It was so that the two of them fell asleep, and this position couldn't be maintained, so it was changed to Zhao Yanheng lying on his back, and Li Fei lying on his side, and he didn't pay attention when he fell asleep. Li Fei squirmed in the futon like a silkworm cocoon, and asked Zhao Yanheng to get up and go out first.

Zhao Yanheng only wore pleated pants, stepped over Li Fei, and took a shower in the clean room first, separated by an ebony carved gourd vine screen, and the attendants held the crown of clothes.

Li Fei's most intimate things are Youlu in charge, Huai Rui is tidying up the bedding, and Si Xiang is holding the silver moire ear turn.

Dong Rang came over early in the morning, asked Li Fei to say goodbye through the screen, approached Zhao Yanheng and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Niangniang invited the imperial doctor last night......

Li Fei was combing his hair, and felt the silence on the other side of the screen, and then Zhao Yanheng came over and said eagerly: "The mother concubine is sick, and the father has passed the word, let us go over and have a look." ”

Li Fei was startled, turned his head to meet Zhao Yanheng's worried eyes, and immediately asked the maids to take the clothes into the palace, and quickly said, "I'll be fine right away." ”

Zhao Yanheng put his hands on Li Fei's shoulders, said that he was eager and a little calm, and said, "I'll wait for you in Xuande Hall, you are not in good health today, pick a maid." ”

Li Fei saw Zhao Yanheng patting her shoulder in the mirror, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were calm, calm, and pure, his body was standing straight, and he could no longer observe any other feelings except calmly.

The maids in the house, Youlu, Huai Rui Sixiang, and Ah Fang Aju, who had just taken the clothes, all paused. They have a natural worship of imperial power, so it is an honor to be able to accompany Li Fei into the emperor's harem.

Li Fei sat on the Nanmu low back armchair, combing his hair, and really thought about it. The palace is strictly forbidden, before entering the palace to ask the queen concubine for peace, she entered alone, if she can bring a maid, of course, it is a kind of decency, when Fang Peiyi entered the palace, there was a maid by her side, who was rewarded by the queen.

Holding the croissant jade comb in her hand, Li Fei thought about the people around her. Ah Fang Aju is a halfway monk, the painting screen is young, Youlu has taken on a lot of things, Huai Rui Sixiang, brought out from the Xuanguo Mansion, the rules and knowledge are there, and they should be able to lift up. After careful selection, Huai Rui was born worse than Si Xiang, and her temperament was more serious.

"Tell Huai Rui to follow. Zhao Yanheng had already walked out, and Li Fei gave way to Dong.

Everyone in the room cast envious glances at Huai Rui, especially Si Xiang, she originally wanted the princess and these maids, and she couldn't go beyond Youlu, if Youlu didn't go, why would it be Huairui's turn? She really wanted to go, not to appreciate the royal majesty, she wanted to see Concubine Shuniang, this is the prince's biological mother......

Huai Rui herself was stunned, she picked her today, so she would follow her when she entered the palace in the future. Such a Qiao Zong'er gave her?

is about to enter the palace, Dong Rang immediately invited Huai Rui out, what to wear and what to bring when entering the palace, what are the rules in the palace, Dong Rang originally came out with Zhao Yanheng, and there is always something to point out.

The red tent decorated with gold and black lacquer double-carriage galloped through the Xiyuan Gate, around the North Wangshan to Xiyuan, Li Fei remembered that the last time she walked this road, it was the concubine who gave birth to the princess and the princess had a difficult birth, and fortunately the mother and daughter were safe.

Zhao Yanheng was stared at by Li Fei for a while, held Li Fei's hand, and said: "Sadness in the lungs, thoughts in the spleen, fear in the kidneys, the mother concubine is worried and fearful." ”

Li Fei said softly: "Is it the prince's private discussion that disturbs the concubine's mind?"

It has been almost twenty days since the emperor fell and injured his right shoulder, how the injury is recovering, the emperor's pulse case is a top secret, no one knows. Everyone can only see that the emperor moved to Xiyuan at the end of May, the original five-day court meeting has been stopped three times, and the performance is planned to be sent to Xiyuan for imperial approval through the cabinet ticket, and the approval is approved, today's handwriting is different from yesterday's handwriting, and the emperor's handwriting is almost invisible.

The emperor's imperial pen was held in the hand of the other one, King Jing, King Xiang, the eunuch Feng Chengen, the eunuch who held the seal of the celebrant eunuch, and the eunuch He Jin, who wrote it, even if it was dictated by the emperor and written by them, what was the matter? Eunuchs interfered in politics?

The emperor rules the world with scholars and doctors. In the minds of scholars, neither eunuchs nor vassal kings had the right to interfere in the affairs of the central government.

The vassal king serves the vassal kingdom, he can only manage one domain and not one game, so at present, King Jing and King Xiang have been ostracized by the scholars, if you want to be justified, the vassal king can go one step further and become the prince.

As a prince, he is a son to the emperor and a king to his subjects. As the prince, he has the right to supervise the country, so as to justifiably replace the emperor to handle daily government affairs.

Therefore, the call for reconsideration of the prince is very loud at the moment, if King Jing takes advantage of this call to sit on the prince, and the brothers also set the title of the prince and minister to death, it will be very unfavorable to Zhao Yanheng, the emperor is fifty-six years old, and his health is not very good, so King Jing will sit on the prince, and Zhao Yanheng's chance will be almost slim.

So the lady lady is sad about her lungs, her thoughts hurt her spleen, and she is afraid of hurting her kidneys?

In this atmosphere, there are also concubines who can't hold on, because the pressure in her heart is too great at the moment.

Zhao Yanheng stared at Li Fei intently, and said as calmly as possible: "Are you also worried and afraid? ”

Li Fei leaned down, holding Zhao Yanheng's hands with both hands, and resting his head on Zhao Yanheng's knees. The bright sunlight shone through the half-transparent bead curtain on Li Fei's back, diffusing a light and soft shimmer.

Zhao Yanheng held the five phoenixes on Li Fei's head and said, "My father will choose one between the sixth brother and me to inherit the throne." Father's thoughts, early, the sixth brother knows, and I know too. Those who have been considered by the prince since ancient times and cannot become the prince in the end basically have no good end. ”

"It's a matter of heart. Li Fei replied sharply.

Zhao Yanheng smiled and said, "Looking at the history books, those emperors have been sitting on the dragon chair for a long time, and their hearts have become smaller. ”

"Your heart is like the sea!" Li Fei turned his face to compliment Zhao Yanheng.

Zhao Yanheng's deep eyes were dyed with a smile, and the brilliance flowed.

Li Fei stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Yanheng's face, and the corners of her mouth also curved a soft arc, and said: "I have lived in the southwest border for more than ten years, and I am just a little daughter who wants to live a small life. So if it doesn't work out, we will help each other, I will accompany you, in Xiangyang, or wherever, I will always be with you. ”

Of course, Li Fei will also worry about fear, but Li Fei's heart is at least tougher than Concubine Shu, she looked up at Zhao Yanheng from below, her moist eyes condensed with sharp light, and said in a solemn voice: "I don't know who killed the deer." Even if your heart is smaller, it should be much bigger than King Jing. ”

Dong Rang sat on the wheel and heard Zhao Yanheng's hearty chuckle.

Arrived at the Qianming Gate of Xiyuan, Zhao Yanheng and Li Fei got off the car and walked to the Qingfu Hall where Concubine Shu temporarily lived, Dong Rang and Huairui followed behind, and the palace people went to tell one step earlier, and Mama Cheng stood outside the hall waiting for Zhao Yanheng.

Mama Cheng turned out to be Zhao Yanheng's nurse, after Zhao Yanheng became a vassal, she also went to Xiangyang together, until last year, Concubine Shu was pregnant, and she was forbidden to enter the palace again, and she stayed by Concubine Shu's side, so Zhao Yanheng respected Mama Cheng very much, and asked in a low voice: "Mama, how is the concubine now?"

Mama Cheng was a little stern towards her son and daughter-in-law, and she was extremely soft to Zhao Yanheng, and said: "I just slept for a while, and I couldn't sleep steadily, and I was looking forward to His Highness inside." ”

Concubine Shu sat on the throne of wenge wood six Kaiguang, wearing a plain, smoky willow-colored orchid grass pattern gown, a crescent moon white phoenix tail long skirt, a high bun and wearing a red jade bamboo hairpin, to say how haggard the face was in the illness is not there, but the fat powder is not applied, the face is a little pale, and the strong complexion shows the tranquility that is not there on weekdays.

"Old Seven!"

Concubine Shu gave birth to Zhao Yanheng at the age of fourteen, her mother is still very young and beautiful, and her son has grown like a mountain. Zhao Yanheng opposite Concubine Shu is not the kind of strong mother who can envelop her son, but the kind of mother who is deeply dependent on her son. Therefore, as soon as Concubine Shu spoke, she showed a vulnerable appearance, and stretched out her hand to let Zhao Yanheng come closer.

As for Li Fei beside Zhao Yanheng, Concubine Shu only wanted to see her son, not her daughter-in-law, but Li Fei had this filial piety, and Concubine Shu also asked the palace people to take a seat.

Li Fei sat on the wenge wood rattan heart round pier, and Zhao Yanheng sat next to Concubine Shu, and said very gently: "I'm worried about you." ”

The mother and son are planning something and worrying about something. When Concubine Shu saw her son, she saw the backbone of the heart, and Wen smiled and said, "Come all the way to warm it up, and drink some white fungus soup first." ”

The palace people had already served the chilled white fungus wolfberry soup, which was served in a pastel tea bowl of March Tao Liu, and was first given to Zhao Yanheng and then to Li Fei.

The white fungus soup that had just been picked up from the ice cube was steaming, and Zhao Yanheng took it in his hand and said, "Take a warm one for the princess." ”