In Concubine Rong's heart, such a palace Jia'an is not allowed to live in herself, and she should be given to Yan Xin and his wife to live, why did Fu Minghua enter?

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She glanced at Cui Guifei, but saw that Cui Guifei was very calm about such an arrangement, as if she accepted it calmly, as if she hadn't noticed that the Zangying Hall where Fu Minghua lived was much more spacious than the Furong Building.

Concubine Rong squinted, guessing whether Cui Guifei deliberately made it bad, and begged Emperor Jia'an behind her back, wanting to deliberately lose her face.

She was indeed angry, but her face refused to show it, and she just leaned on the armrest of the chair and smiled.

Although Princess Qi and the others were also surprised, they didn't dare to show it on their faces.

Anyway, no matter what, whether Concubine Rong lives in the Zangying Palace, or Princess Qin lives, in short, she won't live by herself.

However, Yan Wei raised her eyebrows and asked with a somewhat gloomy expression:

"Why can she live in the Tibetan Ying Palace?"

Concubine Rong just lived in Huile Pavilion, Yan Wei is not the emperor's favor now, and she can see the clues from the Jianshan Garden where she lives.

She stood up and pointed at Fu Minghua, a little indignant:

"The elders are still there, even if the mother concubine doesn't live, there is still Princess Qi here, why is it her turn to live?"

Although Fu Minghua was surprised in his heart, he still raised his eyebrows after listening to the words of Lord Yan Wei.

Concubine Rong lowered her eyebrows and held back the smile on the corner of her mouth.

In fact, Yan Wei's character is not completely beneficial, although she sometimes acts extremely, but at this time, she shouted out the words that were originally in her heart for Concubine Rong.

The palace people were a little frightened, and whispered: "If you go back to the county lord, this is the confession of the inner chamberlain Huang Gonggong." ”

When Concubine Rong heard this, her teeth clenched.

Since it was the old slave Huang Yixing beside Emperor Jia'an, it must be Emperor Jia'an's will, her hands trembled slightly, why did the emperor promote Princess Qin?

Thinking about this trip to Liyuan, Emperor Jia'an left Li Fulin to temporarily act as the state minister, and suddenly stood up with cold hairs.

It is not only Fu Minghua who can think that Emperor Jia'an is very likely to establish a prince, Concubine Rong is also very deep in the city, thinking of this, a cold air rises from the soles of Concubine Rong's feet, and her eyes are gloomy for a moment.

Recently, the situation has been extremely unfavorable to the fourth prince Yanxin, and Rong Tuying has also lost Youzhou and has been dormant.

She also knew that Yan Chai had a higher reputation recently, and she should have been in obscurity, but if the situation was critical, how could she bear it?

"Huang Yixing's confession? He is just a eunuch, how dare he believe what he says? ”

Concubine Rong thought of the depths, and she was terrified.

Yan Wei didn't think of anything else, and still scolded the waiter loudly. She was extremely insulting to Huang Yixing in her words, and the palace people didn't dare to speak, Concubine Rong fell into her own thoughts, and she didn't have time to stop her, but an indifferent voice came from outside:

"It's that I want to live in the Tibetan Ying Palace, Yunyang, do you have an opinion?"

Hearing this voice, everyone in the hall was stunned, Yan Wei's face changed slightly, and Cui Guifei showed joy: "Chase? ”

Fu Minghua also didn't expect that this autumn hunt, Yan Chai would come.

He didn't reveal the slightest rumor beforehand, she originally wanted Youzhou to be busy with affairs, and the foreign clan was eyeing her, Yan Chai might not be able to find time to come, but she didn't expect him to come to Lishan quietly.

This surprise came suddenly, she stood up, the figure in front of the window pavilion outside the hall passed, Yan Chai who was wearing a cyan brocade robe took the lead in the hall, Huang Yixing, the inner attendant next to Emperor Jia'an, lowered his eyebrows and bent down to follow him, Concubine Rong woke up, her face turned blue.

Yan Wei shouted and scolded loudly before, and since Yan Chai heard it, Huang Yixing naturally heard it too.

He is a close minister next to Emperor Jia'an, a third-grade supervisor of the inner province, and has been waiting for Emperor Jia'an for many years, trembling, loyal, and quite popular with the emperor.

Yan Wei was open-mouthed, afraid that he would be convicted.

Concubine Rong's heart churned, her long nails tightly pinched her delicate palm, and she exhaled deeply several times in succession before suppressing the anger that surged up in her heart again.

"Lord Wang."

When everyone saw Yan chasing in, they naturally got up, Cui Guifei really missed her son, and she had a lot to ask him at this time, but as soon as she saw him enter the hall, she stared at Fu Minghua with a good eye, so she resisted the urge to call him to Furong Tower to talk later.

Since Yan Chai is here, Fu Minghua lives in the Tibetan Ying Palace, naturally no one dares to have any objections, under Yan Chai Senran's gaze, Yan Wei swallowed his saliva, his face turned pale, and his forehead felt a faint pain.

Even though she was wearing a thick layer of powder, a whip mark could still be faintly visible under the twitching of her cheeks at this time.

"When did you come?"

Fu Minghua endured the joy in his heart, raised his head and asked him.

Yan Chai stared at her, and when he talked to her, the frost on his eyebrows seemed to melt away:

"I arrived yesterday evening."

Princess Qi and the others looked at Yan Chai at this time, and they were afraid that they would not be able to tolerate others at this time, and they were very embarrassed to stay when Yan Wei made a fuss before, and said that this was a dispute between the Rong faction and the King of Qin, and the Qi Wangfu could not intervene.

To put it mildly, this is Emperor Jia'an's 'family matter', and the Qiwang Mansion is even more untouched.

So she said goodbye in turn, she wanted to leave, but Wei Minzhu stood still on the side.

Princess Qi turned her head and glanced at her coldly, Wei Minzhu seemed to have woken up, moved two steps under her feet, looked at Yan Chai again, pursed her lips, lowered her head and silently followed Princess Qi's side, and slowly went out.

If she was the one who married King Qin that day, was it himself who got his soft voice today?

Is it that those who live in the Tibetan Ying Hall and are envied by others are also themselves?

As soon as the people from the Qi Wangfu left, Concubine Rong also endured the fire in her heart, glanced at Yan Wei with a smile, her eyes were like a steel knife scraping bones, and she said warmly:

"King Qin and the princess have reunited after a long absence, and they have been running all the way, I am also tired, Yunyang, you should also go back and freshen up."

Yan Chai smiled, and out of the corner of his eye, he watched Concubine Rong and the others leave slowly, his eyes flashing slightly.

"I'm tired, too." Cui Guifei smiled, and after hearing her words, Qingrong, the big palace maid on the side, stepped forward to help her get up, she stretched out her hand and took her shawl, and raised her head: "The emperor wants to give a banquet to the soldiers' pavilion, Yuan Niang will come to help me see later, which set of jewelry to wear." ”

There was something in her words, Yan Chai and Fu Minghua both heard it, and Cui Guifei deliberately wanted to leave the opportunity to speak to the two long-separated couples at this time.

Fu Minghua blushed slightly and responded, sent Cui Guifei out, and helped Cui Guifei's palace man Qingrong to say:

"Mother is really sweet."

Cui Guifei smiled, didn't speak, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Yan chased towards Fu Minghua, and every time he took a step closer, Fu Minghua felt that his legs were weak, as if the whole person was about to melt under his burning gaze. (To be continued.) )