Regardless of whether Cui Guifei will be angry or not, but in any case, at such a moment, Fu Minghua should also accompany her to comfort her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The prince is not in Luoyang, and the mother can only talk to me."

Everyone nodded, and Zi Yan went out and ordered people to prepare the carriage.

Jinggu in the palace was so anxious that when she heard the palace people hurriedly come back and say that it was Fu Minghua who was going to enter the palace, she was immediately overjoyed.

It was she who came to greet Fu Minghua, and Biyun breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly in her heart. Since Cui Guifei was willing to let her cronies come to greet Fu Minghua, she obviously did not take her anger on Fu Minghua for this matter.

"Niangniang has already gotten the news?"

Fu Minghua entered Penglai Pavilion and strode forward.

She wore a red cloak embroidered with crimson thread and heavy flowers, and her clothes fluttered as she walked, giving birth to lotuses step by step.

Seeing her like this, Jing Gu was worried and afraid, so she hurriedly helped her and advised, "You slow down." ”

"Niangniang has gotten the news, and now Shiro-kun is still unconscious, and he has gone to the Imperial Doctor's Office to ask for someone, but at this time, it happens that everyone has something important." When Jing Gu mentioned this, her eyes turned red with anger.

She is a member of the Cui family in Qinghe, and she is particularly angry at Cui Shilang's beating by Rong Gusheng: "So far, I have only sent a mother-in-law who understands medical skills to take care of her." After Jing Gu finished speaking, she pinched her sleeves and pressed the corners of her eyes, and said softly:

"My mother was so angry that her chest hurt, and she still used it for dinner. Niangniang has always liked you, and when you came, you also persuaded you to use some food to pad your belly anyway, and it is not worth it to be angry with others for the sake of others. ”

Fu Minghua nodded.

Cui Guifei leaned on the couch and seemed to be asleep.

Fu Minghua softened her steps and came in, she leaned half sideways, looking at the window that was propped up in front of her.

"Look." Although Fu Minghua repeatedly lowered his footsteps, Cui Guifei stretched out a hand and pointed out the window as if she had eyes on her back.

After the summer, the daylight was a little longer, and although Fu Minghua entered the palace and was delayed for a while, the sunset was still there at this time.

The warm orange light spilled into a corner of the palace through the windowsill, but it became more and more cold in the palace.

What is worth paying attention to Fu Minghua is Cui Guifei's white and thin hand, and the green tendons on the back of her hand are blooming.

It's like a flower that has lost its moisture.

She couldn't help but think of the scene when she first saw Cui Guifei when she entered the palace with the Xie family many years ago.

At that time, Cui Guifei was beautiful and incomprehensible, how could it be like now?

She followed the direction of Cui Guifei's finger and saw a few pots of well-planted roses outside the windowsill.

Because of the special location of Penglai Pavilion, there is water everywhere, which is only suitable for planting lotus. The scenery is also very extreme, in summer, the lotus blossoms bloom one by one, beautiful, but in winter it shows a strange sense of coldness.

There are not many flowers and trees planted in Penglai Pavilion, so Cui Guifei asked people to move a few roses, took care of them very carefully, and they had already bloomed, and a few small pink flowers were swaying in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Does the flower look good?"

Cui Guifei turned her head and smiled, Fu Minghua nodded, except for the cloak into the hall, Qingrong brought her a waist stool, and she sat next to Cui Guifei.

"It's good-looking, if you like it, cut one down, and put it in your hair." When Fu Minghua said this, Cui Guifei waved her hand:

"Don't. When a flower blooms in a pot, why bother to move it away from its roots? ”

She meant something, Fu Minghua smiled and didn't make a sound.

"If it is separated from its roots, it will not live for a few days. What's more, who am I dressed up to show me? ”

Cui Guifei smiled faintly and raised her hand to stroke her temples: "The soldier is the one who knows that he has died, and the woman is the one who is happy." ”

"I'll see." Fu Minghua shook her hand, and her hand was like ice.

"Yuan Niang......" Cui Guifei smiled bitterly, but Fu Minghua said: "Do you know, what was in my heart when I entered the palace with my mother to see you for the second time?" ”

She didn't mention Cui Shilang's matter, but recalled that at the beginning, Cui Guifei was stunned for a moment, moved her delicate body, sat up, and asked with a smile:

"What are you thinking?"

"At that time, I was thinking, if you are so crowned with beauty, if the Wei lady of the Zhuguo Mansion marries, I am afraid that I will be overwhelmed by your mother-in-law's appearance."

Fu Minghua has always been serious, and it is rare to have such cranky times, even if Cui Guifei was in a bad mood at this time, she was amused by her, and stretched out her hand to pretend to push her:

"Nonsense."

She deliberately made a straight face, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Jing Gu, who was standing far away, saw this scene, and mentioned that a heart in her throat gradually fell back to its original place. Cui Guifei can still talk and laugh, but I'm afraid that she will hold everything in her heart and say nothing, and finally suffocate her body.

"You kid, you are so bold that even your mother dares to joke." Cui Guifei had a look of emotion in her eyes.

Fu Minghua can now make fun of the events of the year, which shows that he really did not remember the events of the year in his heart.

This made Cui Guifei breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt a little ashamed and guilty, and she liked her more and more.

"That's not a joke, your beauty is like no other." Fu Minghua also smiled, and Cui Guifei showed a smug look on her face. Her beauty is indeed rare, even if it is the concubine Rong who now favors the harem, if she only talks about appearance and appearance, she is not as delicate as her, but it is a pity that no matter how delicate she is, she is not favored by Emperor Jia'an.

Cui Guifei pressed the distracting thoughts in her heart to the bottom of her heart, looked at Fu Minghua and said:

"Yuan Niang, when you came to the palace, I'm afraid you already know what happened, right?"

She no longer detoured, but said:

"At Xinghua Street, Rong Gusheng took Jin Wuwei and beat my nephew."

She sneered again and again, mentioning the beating of Cui Shilang, and her eyes seemed to freeze:

"Rong Gusheng is just a concubine, but now he is acting so arrogantly, even my Cui family's descendants dare to say that they will be beaten, won't they dare to say that they will beat me in the future?"

Fu Minghua squeezed her hand and comforted her.

"After today's incident, the people from the Imperial Medical Department were all sent away, and no one has gone to Cui's house until you came."

"Have you seen the emperor?"

Fu Minghua thought for a moment and asked.

It's just that it's okay that she didn't ask, as soon as she asked about it, Cui Guifei sighed, lowered her voice, and whispered in her ear:

"The Queen Mother is not very good."

Fu Minghua's heart tightened.

Many things in the palace, she is not as wide as Cui Guifei's ears and eyes, and the fact that the Queen Mother is seriously ill has not leaked a drop of water, and she has not left the slightest rumor.

"I saw the Queen Mother a few days ago, and she is still good."

She frowned and spoke solemnly.

"It's just holding on. It has been two days since he could not enter the soup, Zhang Miao entered the palace the day before yesterday, and he did not dare to leave the Zilan Hall for half a step. Cui Guifei gritted her teeth, "I'm old, I'm afraid I saw the **** a few times ago, but I just returned to the light." (To be continued.) )