Leng Yechen Zero still didn't survive that night, and when he was in the unitary hour, a palace maid from Xueyun Palace came to Qifeng Palace to tell him, saying that Leng Yechen Zero, the eighth prince, still hadn't resisted the toxins in his body in the end, and had just died.

When Xia Nishang got the news, she was asking Ran Tian to help her find something. My heart trembled, and I almost fell.

"Mother, are you okay?" Ran Tian's hands were quick, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help her, but there was still a deep worry in his eyes.

"It's okay in this palace, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." Xia Nishang shook her head, with a hint of lowness in her voice. "Can you go and tell the emperor?"

Xia Nishang looked at the little palace maid in front of her, her eyes were a little red, and she looked very sad. I couldn't help but secretly mutter, I'm afraid that this is really distressing Leng Yechen Zero.

"Back to the queen's mother, I have already told the emperor, the emperor said, let the queen mother watch and deal with it." The little palace maid paused for a moment before she spoke.

When she went to Ruiyu Palace, Leng Yexuan was still busy.

Since his personal expedition, there have been a lot of twists and turns left that have not been reviewed, not to mention, Hu Liguo's side has not been completely resolved, and there are many things that Leng Yexuan has to deal with personally.

Hearing the news that Leng Yechen had died, although Leng Yexuan was very sad, after all, it was an important national matter, and he really didn't have much effort to deal with these things, so he had to push it on Xia Nishang.

A hint of understanding flashed across Xia Nishang's face.

Leng Yexuan was afraid that he didn't want to think about Yin Xi and Leng Yechen anymore, so he simply took a ruthless look and handed over these things to Xia Nisheng.

"This palace knows, you can go back first." Xia Nishang nodded slightly, indicating that she already knew these things.

After the little palace maid left, Xia Nishang whispered to Ran Tian beside her.

"Although Yin Xi is dead, the eighth prince is the emperor's child after all, and his funeral should be grander." Xia Nishang's voice carried a hint of helplessness and pity.

In fact, people are already dead, just like the candle has been extinguished, even if it is a grand funeral.

It's just for people outside.

"The slave knows, and the slave will take care of it." Ran Tian nodded yes. She and Er Lan have always been Xia Nishang's right-hand men, and it is precisely because of the two of them that Xia Nishang can relax a lot.

"How's the two little ones doing?" Xia Nishang rubbed her aching brain, there were too many things in the palace, and she hadn't gone to play with the twins for a long time.

Even if they went to look at it, most of the time, the two of them were already asleep.

Although Xia Nishang has a lot of things, she is still very concerned about the affairs of her children.

"If you go back to the queen's mother, Eryu will take good care of her, don't worry. The slave maid went to see it yesterday, and the little prince has gained a lot of weight recently. As soon as Ran Tian thought of the two round princes, he didn't like it, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Eryu is becoming more and more capable now." Xia Nishang said with some approval.

When she was asked to follow the two children and take care of them closely, Xia Nishang was a little hesitant. After all, Er Yu has not always been by her side, although before entering Qifeng Palace, she has not served other masters.

However, after all, she didn't suffer with herself from the beginning, Xia Nishang had experienced Chu Jue and Chu Yao's affairs, so at the beginning, she was still a little defensive and alienated from Er Yu.

However, after so many years, seeing that the two children are getting healthier and healthier, and even getting along well with Eryu, Xia Nishang has slowly let down her guard.

"Yes, Eryu is a capable girl, and she still has a good vision." Ran Tian said with a smile. For Xia Nishang to praise Eryu, there was no trace of jealousy in her eyes.

This is the best of these three girls, and it is also Xia Nishang's favorite place.

knows what they should do, what they deserve, and has never had any competition for favor in front of her, and is very sensible.

"However, Eryu is young, you still have to pay more attention." Xia Nishang couldn't help but smile when she heard Ran Tian speak.

"If the slave and maid can save it, the mother doesn't have to worry." Ran Tian replied.

"With you here, this palace is really a lot more worry-free." Xia Nishang said with half emotion. She had said before that when Leng Yexuan came back, she would have to look for the two girls, Ran Tian and Er Lan, not to be rich and expensive, but to be able to know the cold and the hot.

Of course, Xia Nishang would not follow Ran Tian to say these words, lest the two of them be ashamed of each other, and it would be bad.

Xia Nishang smiled, and it was the one who changed the topic.

"Send someone to tell Zhen and the eldest emperor that there is something in the palace, please choose her to enter the palace on a free time." Xia Nishang remembered the white jade bracelet in Yin Xi's mouth.

After she was poisoned by the Queen Mother in her previous life, all the things around her were put away by Leng Ye Yuewu and Zhiqin.

Since she returned to Leng Yexuan's side, those things have also been returned to Xia Nishang. It's just that Xia Nishang had just rummaged through with Ran Tian for a long time, but she didn't see the whereabouts of the white jade bracelet.

I'm afraid that the whereabouts of the mutton fat white jade bracelet are only known to the cold night Yuewu.

"Okay, the slave will do it later." Although Ran Tian didn't know what was wrong with Xia Nishang, he still nodded and responded.

Looking at the sky outside that was gradually darkening, Xia Nishang felt a trace of amazement in her heart.

When he was in the Snow Cloud Palace in the morning, Leng Yexuan said that he would come over in the evening.

It's just that now it's almost right, but I still haven't seen him, and Xia Xing hasn't come to say anything, Xia Nishang doesn't know if he can come over.

"Let's go to the small kitchen and have a look, lest the emperor come over and be in a hurry." Xia Nishang slowly stood up and said softly.

It's not that she can't see Leng Yexuan's fawning over her now, but there are some things that Xia Nishang hasn't thought about yet.

However, in view of Leng Yexuan's maintenance of her in the past few days, Xia Nishang has always been a person who repays her favor, so she naturally has to do something.

The snacks she made yesterday, when Leng Yexuan was eating, Xia Nishang seemed to see a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. Xia Nishang didn't know what it was for, but she still wanted to cook some food for him herself.

Xia Nishang can only stay in the deep palace and can't go out in this life, in fact, even if she is allowed to go out, she doesn't know what else she can do.

For so many years, in Xia Nishang's bones, there is only this bit of Gong Dou's ability left. If she leaves the palace, I'm afraid that in a few days, she will starve to death.

Xia Nishang changed into a dark skirt before entering the small kitchen.

In fact, she hadn't cooked for Leng Yexuan for a long time, and she was a little handy. Yesterday's few small snacks, Xia Nishang really wasted a lot of strength, but I am afraid that the taste is not as good as before.

However, looking at Leng Yexuan's relish, Xia Nisheng's heart actually swelled with an indescribable feeling.

By the time Xia Nishang came out of the small kitchen, it was already the beginning of the lights, and the entire palace was already shrouded in darkness.

Leng Yexuan sat on the soft couch, holding a book of poetry in his hand, and Ran Tian stood aside.

The room was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of Leng Yexuan flipping a book.

Xia Nishang stood at the door, and she was stunned for a while. It was as if the two of them had such a day a long, long time ago. Those years with memories and nostalgia made her feel a little inexplicably sad.

Perhaps sensing Xia Nishang's presence, Leng Yexuan raised his head and looked in her direction.

saw Xia Nishang standing at the door with red eyes, and her footsteps stopped, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Leng Yexuan sighed silently in his heart before he spoke.

"Wu'er is back, why don't you come in?" Leng Yexuan said, put down the poetry book in his hand, got off the soft couch, and came to Xia Nishang's side.

"The concubine's body is full of the smell of oil smoke, and it will not be good if it smokes the emperor." Xia Nishang took a step back with some resistance.

In fact, Xia Nishang will wash it every time she finishes cooking, and there is no other smell on her body except for the faint fragrance. She just didn't want to get too close to Leng Yexuan, and there were still some things she hadn't figured out.

"It doesn't matter, no matter what the smell of Wu'er is, I like it best." Leng Yexuan didn't seem to see the alienation in Xia Nisheng's eyes, and smiled very kindly.

Xia Nishang looked at Leng Yexuan like this, and she couldn't say anything to refuse.

Leng Yexuan saw that Xia Nishang didn't speak, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a deeper smile.

"Wu'er is cooking by herself today? But you made something delicious for me? Leng Yexuan took Xia Nisheng's hand and slowly walked towards Huang Huali's table in the center of the room.

Ran Tian didn't know what to retreat from, thinking that it was to leave some personal space for the emperor and queen, and besides, the few small dishes outside had to be brought in by her.

Xia Nishang was stunned, not knowing what the two of them were doing now, but she still opened her mouth to answer.

"The concubines have thought that they haven't done it for a long time, and the craftsmanship is a little rusty, if the emperor doesn't give up, let's try it." Xia Nishang said as she spoke, and a smile slowly appeared on her face.

Leng Yexuan looked at Xia Nishang, because she had just taken a bath, so Xia Nishang's face still had a hint of ruddyness, as if it was a freshly ripe apple, waiting for someone to pick it.

Looking at Xia Nishang like this, Leng Yexuan's lips pursed slightly, and he paused.