Zhang Jin silently followed behind the emperor, watching the emperor go out of Fengyang Palace with the person in his arms in his arms, and slowly walked in the direction of the torture room, the only remaining function was to sigh.

When passing through the Imperial Garden, Feng Qian was suddenly very happy, and kicked his two legs in the air several times, signaling to come down.

Jun Moying found a nearby gazebo to put her down, and said with a playful smile: "What, do you like this?" The place I'm going to now isn't so pretty, are you sure you want to follow? ”

Zhang Jin sighed again.

Although he didn't see much, every time he saw the emperor talking to the concubine, he felt uncomfortable.

If this is a normal person, it would be fine, and now like this, she can't understand what the emperor says, right?

"Zhang Jin, I won't go to the torture room today. You go back first. ”

Listening to the emperor say such a sentence in an indifferent voice, the corner of his mouth twitched, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind: ** The bitter short day rises, and the king will not reign early from now on.

If you want to go on like this, is it that one day the emperor will not go to the court when he is dragged by this little aunt and grandmother?

Fortunately, he just went to see Lianxi today, and fortunately, Lianxi can live for two days, so he won't die today, otherwise he would really have to jump to his feet.

"Yes, Weichen retired."

Jun Moying and Feng Qian stayed in the imperial garden and sat for a while, Feng Qian suddenly pointed to a flower in the distance and said with a bright smile: "Yes!" ”

"What do you want?"

Jun Moying raised his eyebrows, surprised and delighted by her increasingly vivid character and intelligence, and looked in the direction of her finger, a string of purple flowers that he couldn't name came into view, and he asked with a smile: "Is it the purple one?" ”

Of course, Feng Qian would not answer him, and kept pointing in that direction and saying "yes".

The eyes seemed to glance inadvertently in the other direction, just for a moment, fleetingly.

"Are you going with me or staying here?" Jun Moying retracted her gaze, pinched her face and asked softly and dotingly.

Feng Qian shook his head.

Jun Moying patted her and nodded: "Okay, then you stay here obediently and can't move, eh?" ”

With that, he got up and walked in the direction of the flower.

At first, I was not at ease, but I looked back at her from time to time, and then I saw her sitting there obediently and did not move, so I slowly relaxed my heart.

The queen followed Cui'er and approached this place, and at first she only saw Feng Qian in the pavilion.

"Cui'er, look at it, is that a shallow concubine?"

The queen pointed to the man in the gazebo, wondering how she, a madman, could sit alone in this place unattended.

Cui'er probably thought of this too, looked at it carefully, and then said, "Hui Niangniang, it seems to be true." ”

The queen frowned and walked towards the gazebo.

When I got closer, I looked at Feng Qian's line of sight, only to find that in the distance, a bright yellow figure loomed in the flowers.

The queen's face changed slightly.

"Cui'er, you wait here, this palace will go and talk to the concubine."

Cui'er originally wanted to ask, but the shallow concubine was crazy, and what else did Niangniang and her have to say, but in the end she didn't ask.

The affairs of the master are not for a slave or maid to take care of.

"Yes, the slave knows." Cui'er stood five meters away from the gazebo.

The queen walked to Feng Qian's side, paused, and didn't see Feng Qian pay attention to her, so she suddenly let out a cold snort that was neither light nor heavy.

But unexpectedly, Feng Qian still didn't look at her, as if he didn't notice her at all, and ignored her.