The funeral heart seems to have calculated that Feixue will return to the palace tonight, although the situation of this return needs to be strengthened, the funeral heart does not feel surprised, only raised his eyes to look at the departing figure of the man in black, then slowly squatted, hugged Feixue up, and ordered the subordinates to prepare hot water, and did not care about Feixue's whereabouts tonight, and behaved very appropriately.

"Where's your lord?" Feixue pressed her waist and coughed lightly, tonight's encounter was too strange, and the identity of the man in black hung in her heart like a thorn.

The funeral flowers hung their heads, and the arm holding Feixue was much more secure than that of ordinary girls, "Those assassins who broke into the mansion captured a few live mouths, the prince wanted to find out something, but he was patient, the assassin's mouth was very tight, and he never confided in half a word, and the impatience of the prince's trial had just killed those people, and now he is estimated to be asleep." ”

Feixue paused, turned her head to stare at Fuxin, her eyes burning, and she looked a little aggressive.

The heart is silent, the eyes are looking at the nose, the nose is looking at the heart, the heart is facing the toes, and the expressionless face is becoming more and more unable to see any look, let alone distinguish the truth from the false.

Feixue pursed her lips and didn't ask more, she just felt that this funeral heart was worthy of being such a person valued by Feng Qinghan, and it did have something extraordinary.

After three watches, in the dead of night, the snow was tossed back and forth, the body that was not very sturdy was indeed very tired, and after hastily washing the body and drinking a bowl of ginger soup, he covered his head and met Zhou Gong.

The funeral heart is guarded outside the room, not leaving an inch.

Feixue is physically and mentally exhausted, * no dreams, sleeps very well, and only wakes up leisurely when the sun is three poles on the day.

Biyun and Qingping waited in the room early in the morning, and when Feixue opened her eyes, Qingping had already heated the soup three times.

"Princess, you're awake!" Biyun waited for Feixue to rise*, seeing that her complexion had improved compared to before, Biyun felt a little relieved and relieved, looking at that look, Feixue didn't seem to know about Feixue's departure from the house last night.

Feixue didn't say a word, got up silently under Biyun's waiting, and after washing, Qingping brought the soup to her.

This soup meal Qingping is more attentive than anyone else, her lips are slightly pulled, Feixue raised her eyebrows, and glanced at Qingping meaningfully, the bowl of soup is very refreshing.

Qingping's expression was slightly different, and there was a flash of panic in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down, and retreated in panic in the name of preparing breakfast for Feixue.

Biyun looked at Qingping's retreating figure, and her heart moved, and she was puzzled, "Since Qingping, this girl came back from the house inexplicably last time, why did the slave always feel that something was wrong with her." ”

Feixue blinked her eyes lightly, and her smile was like the piercing ice, "In the past, she had to ask you about anything, but now, she is much more stable than before, but now, your mind is not as good as her!" ”

Feixue's words seemed to be praised, and Biyun couldn't hear anything true, so he was no longer entangled.

Qingping went to the kitchen, and when she came back with breakfast, Feixue and Biyun were no longer in Jingyuan, and she found someone to inquire before she found out that it was Mrs. Zhao who came to visit.

Feixue disappeared and was injured several times, but Mrs. Zhao ignored it, and now she suddenly came to visit, which was unexpected, intriguing, and even more abrupt.

For Mrs. Zhao, Feixue couldn't talk about liking or hating, but when she heard the news of her visit, she was overjoyed, the so-called Three Treasures Hall has nothing to do, and her nominal mother will definitely not come to her for no reason, and she doesn't even think about the mother-daughter relationship.

Zhao Fu has a close relationship with Yi Tianqi, recently she was banned in the palace and couldn't go out, Mrs. Zhao is here now, presumably Yi Tianqi found out the signs of her fake pregnancy.

Mrs. Zhao rarely went to the house, Feixue also expressed great interest, personally went to the door to greet Mrs. Zhao, after a good mother-daughter relationship, only then led Mrs. Zhao over the front yard, did not go to the garden where she lived, to the palace on the edge of the lotus to listen to the rain pavilion.

Although the lotus flowers in the Three Kings' Mansion do not bloom as early as the Lotus Lake, it is in June, but it is also in full bloom, and it has the potential to seize the cleanness of the world.

Feixue sat next to Mrs. Zhao, Biyun made tea, rushed up, and stood on one side, Mrs. Zhao's arrival made Feixue show her face like this, and Biyun was very happy in her heart.

"Cher." Mrs. Zhao raised her hand to cover the back of Feixue's hand, her beautiful eyes were hidden, and her face was missing a thick layer of powder, so that there were faint traces of excellence, and she must have been a rare beauty when she was young, "I have wronged you!" ”

A few words, sincere feelings.

Feixue was slightly moved, and immediately smiled: "The Three Princes' Mansion is good, and there is no grievance!" ”

Mrs. Zhao sighed faintly, glanced at Biyun standing on the side, and smacked the corners of her lips, but she wanted to say something.

Feixue understood what Mrs. Zhao meant, and was thinking of finding an excuse to open Biyun, looking sideways, but saw a crimson wind and cold walking leisurely towards this side.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly got up to greet her, although she was the mother of Feixue, she didn't dare to slack off at all in terms of etiquette, "The women see the prince, the prince is auspicious!" ”

Feng Qinghan gently bowed his head, and smiled like a spring breeze, "Mother-in-law is polite!" ”

Mrs. Zhao lowered her head, accepted the gift, and swept a trace of anxiety in her eyes covered by long eyelashes.

"The princess has been feeling better lately?" Feng Qinghan threw his robe and sat down, his index finger crossed his lower lips, looking at the flying snow, his eyes rippling.

Feixue looked indifferent, but the words she said had a sour taste like old vinegar, "The prince's happy event is imminent, I didn't expect that there would be such leisure to care about me." ”

"Cher!" Mrs. Zhao glanced at Feixue reproachfully, "How can you be so rude in front of the prince!" "Side head," Xue'er has been damaged by the people's women since she was a child*, and I hope that the prince will not be compared with her. ”

Feng Qinghan flicked his sleeves disappretently, and there seemed to be a storm and clouds surging between his smiles, "It's okay, this king is used to it!" ”

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao didn't say anything, but her expression was slightly anxious.

Feixue snorted lightly, the meaning of chasing people was very obvious, "What, are you idle today?" ”

"Not idle." Feng Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and took a sip of tea on Feixue's cup, Feixue changed his mind, but Feng Qinghan was very unimpressed, and said lazily: "Isn't the princess still blaming this king for snubbing you in the past two days, it's rare that my mother-in-law is also there, so this king will come to accompany you." ”

"Some people say that this king likes the new and hates the old, and he can snub a pregnant woman like you!"

Feng Qinghan's tone was flat, but Feixue heard a different kind of yin and yang weirdness, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I really have to thank you!" ”

"No thanks!" Feng Qinghan accepted it calmly, "You are the princess of this king, and this king cares about you, so it should be." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Feixue didn't speak, but his expression was sneering.

"This tea is good!" The long fingers are slightly bent, the wind is cold and rubbing the edge of the cup, and the rippling blue eyes reflect the more sparkling ripples of the lotus behind him, "The only fly in the ointment is that this tea is astringent and sweet, with a trace of bloody breath that should not be there,"

Eyeing and chuckling, "I've made a good pot of Biluochun." ”

Feixue looked at each other angrily, Mrs. Zhao was like sitting on pins and needles, and the words and smiles of the wind and cold were like thorns in her back for her, and she was uneasy inside and out.

"Biluochun, who has been cheapened like this, no one forces you to drink it!" Feng Qinghan said that the flying snow was almost bleeding in anger, and there was still no wave on his face, and he couldn't see joy and anger.

"Although it has been made cheap, it is not impossible to taste it only occasionally." Holding the cup lightly, the wind was cold and raised his eyes, meaning something, "Princess, do you say it?" ”

"The so-called radish and cabbage have their own love, the prince has a unique taste, and he likes to be cheapened, so there is no way." There was a slight pause in his tone, "As long as the prince doesn't follow him, it's okay." ”

The wind was cold, and his face was cold.

Mrs. Zhao was startled, pulled a handful of Feixue violently, and then said with a smile on her face: "Xue'er is so rude when she is confused, Lord Wang, don't take it to heart." ”

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, the princess is like this, this king has long been used to it!"

"Fortunately, the prince is taking care of you!" Mrs. Zhao apologized, turned around and pulled Feixue, and after a good meal of education from three from four virtues, she said with concern: "Xue'er, you are pregnant now, you must pay more attention to all aspects, and your temper should be restrained, so as not to affect the fetus in the womb." ”

Feixue sighed deeply, and after glancing at the wind and cold meaningfully, he nodded and said, "Got it!" ”

"It's good to know!" Mrs. Zhao patted Feixue's hand, "I should pay more attention to my diet, and I should also avoid eating when I should avoid it, don't eat everything indiscriminately, if something happens at that time, it is not my body that suffers." ”

With a slight expression, Feixue squinted her eyes and looked at Mrs. Zhao for a moment of silence, Mrs. Zhao nodded slightly, "Mother's words, have you listened to them?" ”

"Got it, I'll pay attention!"

"That's it!" The big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and Mrs. Zhao's nerves, which had been tense, were slightly relaxed, "Then the woman won't bother the prince and the princess!" ”

Madame Zhao took a step back and respectfully saluted towards the flying snow and the cold wind.

"Why didn't my mother-in-law stay with the princess for a few more days?" The wind is cold and supports his face with his hands, and he keeps it lightly, and his eyes are as deep as the Milky Way in the sky.

Mrs. Zhao refused: "The princess is about to marry a concubine, and the women don't dare to bother more!" ”

"Then the king will order the steward to send you a chariot to give you a ride."

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

Feng Qinghan smiled faintly, "The princess is pregnant, and it is inconvenient to send her off, so let's go back to Jingyuan and have a good rest!" ”

Since there were already signs of her sudden pregnancy, Feixue naturally didn't say anything more, nodded lightly at Mrs. Zhao, turned around and went back to Jingyuan.

Due to the presence of the wind and cold, although Mrs. Zhao didn't dare to say it explicitly, but just a few shots, Feixue somewhat understood.

Pay attention to diet, just a few words cover a wide range, but in vain she was shrewd all her life, and she fell into such a slaughter......