The sky gradually darkened, Feng Fengjing had to send Zhao Zilu back to the palace, although reluctant, but also helpless, about an hour later, they finally arrived at the palace gate.

"I've arrived."

Zhao Zilu lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"Well, take care of yourself."

Speechless for a while, Feng Fengjing sighed, then looked at Zhao Zilu and showed a helpless smile.

"Uncle Sun's business will be handed over to you."

Looking at Feng Fengjing's smile, Zhao Zilu's heart suddenly hurt, she raised her head and gave Feng Fengjing a smile, and then walked to the palace.

Looking at Zhao Zilu's disappearing back, Feng Fengjing sighed again, and then walked away.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Zilu finished dinner and sat on the bed in his room, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Zilu, can we not buy so many things next time, the prince's Fenglu is limited, if we run out of his money, then where will he get the money to marry the princess?"

Looking at the large pile of rouge on the table, Aunt Qing couldn't help but feel heartbroken, the prince is in his twenties, but he has not been married yet, and he doesn't know how he is.

Zhao Zilu's thoughts were pulled back by Aunt Qing, what she said was not wrong, she can't always spend Feng Fengjing's money, now she is like a poor parasite, in modern times, women like her have long gone out to make money, no, she can't be devalued, let alone be an accessory to others.

If she has the strength of the Ye family, then who else can embarrass her?

Thinking about it, an idea suddenly appeared in her heart, according to the current situation, in addition to Feng Fengjing's help, it seems that there is another person who can help her, thinking about it, her face can't help but show an unfathomable smile.

"When are we going to give these things to the Queen?"

Looking at Zhao Zilu's smile, Aunt Qing couldn't help but shudder, and then turned her gaze to the table again, there are so many things, I don't know how much space to occupy.

"Take the things, let's go."

Finally Zhao Zilu spoke, she quickly took a bag of things from the room, looked at Aunt Qing and smiled, and then strode out of the room.

"Where?"

Aunt Qing looked at Zhao Zilu who walked away suspiciously, but all she was left with was her back.

In the Qiankun Palace, Cen Yiyi had just come back from the backyard and was about to fall asleep with her makeup, when Jie'er walked in: "Niangniang, Zhao Zilu is here"

"Xuan."

Cen Yiyi raised her eyebrows, she came to see her at this time, I don't know what was going on, but it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"The slave maid greets the queen."

After a while, they came to the outer room of Cen Yiyi's bedroom, and Aunt Qing saluted Cen Yiyi as soon as she entered the door, and then retreated to the side.

"Zilu greets Niangniang."

After Aunt Qing retreated to the side, Zhao Zilu also gave Cen Yiyi a salute.

"Zilu, what's the matter with coming to my sister so late?"

Cen Yiyi raised her eyebrows, and then showed a sweet smile.

"That's the case, I went out of the palace today and bought a lot of rouge outside, so I want to send some to my mother, and by the way, I will send you some flower tea."

Zhao Zilu laughed, today she has proved at least one thing, the person in front of her will not want her life now, instead of worrying all day long, it is better to find a way to stabilize her first, no matter what her purpose is, at least she is safe for herself now.

"That's good."

Cen Yiyi raised her eyebrows again, her eyes turned lightly, her thoughts flew quickly, it seemed that her chips were not wrong, and then turned her head to look at the palace maid behind her: "Why don't you go and get the things sent by Miss Zilu." ”

"Yes, sissy."

The palace maid took the order and hurriedly walked towards Zhao Zilu, and then took the things from Aunt Qing's hand.

"Wait a minute, there's this."

After seeing the palace maid walking behind her, Zhao Zilu hurriedly put a bag of things in her hand into the palace maid's hand: "This is flower tea, just give the mother a pack every day in the future, you can't drink too much." ”

"Flower tea ready?"

Listening to Zhao Zilu's words, a smile flashed in Cen Yiyi's eyes, it seems that she really still has a lot of skills.