Feng Surou had been standing at the door of the imperial study for three hours.

Countless palace maids and eunuchs came around to persuade Concubine Rou to take care of her body, and by the way, she hurried back to the palace to rest.

After all, the emperor was unwell, and ordered that no one should go into the imperial study to disturb his rest, and no one dared to disobey the emperor's order, but this concubine Rou used another method to give invisible pressure to others.

There are already rumors that Concubine Rou is not sensible, even if she wants to be courteous in front of the emperor, it is better to accept it when she sees it, and the concubine Niangniang will not just come and go back to wait for the news.

It's just that he's not sensible.

This day was very poisonous, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Feng Surou's forehead before, but she didn't seem to feel the heat, and her eyes were still firmly locked on the closed door.

She wanted to know if Murong Che was really unwell, or if he had left the palace to see An Miao.

Feng Surou is not very smart, but a woman's intuition is always accurate, and after she learned the news, she felt that only An Miao could make Murong Che let go of the government.

An Miao... It's An Miao again!

Could it be that as long as she exists for one day, no one can tolerate Murong Che's eyes?

Feng Surou's body trembled twice, and she was frightened that the palace maid who was guarding the side hurriedly came to help, she waved her hand, took a deep breath, and still stood in place intending to wait for Murong Che's return.

I don't know how long it was, maybe an hour, or more.

The door of the imperial study was finally pushed open from the inside, and Gonggong Song walked out on tiptoe, his eyes circled Feng Surou's body, and he lowered his head with a smile and called:

"Xuanrou Concubine Niangniang, please, Concubine Rou Niangniang."

Gonggong Song's face has always been smiling, nothing else can be seen, and he is a very tight smiling tiger.

Feng Surou has always hated people like him, but at this time, the surprise stirred her heart, and she wanted to step forward, but she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

After standing for too long, both legs are already numb.

The others caught up and wanted to help, but Feng Surou didn't let her, she wanted to see Murong Che, so naturally she couldn't bring it to the extra people around her, so she stumbled towards the direction of the door.

During this period, Gonggong Song seemed to want to come over and pick it up, but when Feng Surou glared at him, he stayed in place with a smile.

Murong Che was sitting in the soft collapse of the imperial study, wearing only a bright yellow middle coat, holding a week of folds in his hand, his face was slightly pale, and when he saw Feng Surou coming, he just nodded casually.

"I heard you've been here early in the morning, what's the matter with me?"

"The concubine has seen the emperor." Feng Surou first bent down to salute, biting her lower lip and hesitating to take a step forward, a look of struggle flashed on her face, but it quickly turned into an inexplicable determination.

She suddenly leaned down and knelt down, the light in her eyes was full of flashes, and there were some tears, Feng Surou closed her eyes, and her voice was hoarse.

"Your Majesty, since the concubine entered the palace, she has been carefully taken care of by you, you respect me, cherish me, and treat me like a sister. But the concubine wants to ask you a question, even if you may be disgusted and hated, I still hope that you will tell the truth! "Passion

Feng Surou's voice trembled even more, her forehead pressed against the cold ground, and tears kept falling, accumulating into a small puddle.

Her emotions were extremely intense, and Murong Che on the soft collapse was indeed tepid, even if Feng Surou was already crying like a tearful person, he didn't have the slightest intention of wavering.

Dealing with this cuckoo's bloody cry, he just glanced at it casually, and didn't even put down the music in his hand.

"What is Concubine Rou asking?"

He did not deny the previous evaluation of the relationship between the two in Feng Surou's mouth, which made Feng Surou more and more painful, her body was about to run out of strength, her waist collapsed, and her voice was like a sad scream.

"Your Majesty, did you go to see the concubine today? In the emperor's heart, is it not as important that all the people in the harem as a concubine are combined? In the eyes of the emperor, can the person he loves and cherishes be only a concubine from beginning to end! ”

One word at a time.

Every word that came out of her mouth seemed to be drawing some strength from Feng Surou's body, and in the end, her whole body seemed to have become out of strength.

But she concentrated what little strength she had left under her neck, causing her head to lift so that her eyes could see the emperor who stood tall above.

Murong Che put the fold to the side, and finally turned his head sideways and looked at her squarely.

He is the most honorable king in this land, and Feng Surou is like this every time, leaning on the ground, and can only hold his head high to look up at his existence.

Still cherishing the last bit of hope in her heart, Feng Surou stared at him straightly, even reluctant to blink her eyes, she dreamed that she could say a negative answer from Murong Che's mouth.

An Miao is just that, it should... It shouldn't be that important, right?

"Yes."

Murong Che finally opened his mouth, he only answered this one word, but it completely shattered Feng Surou's dream.

She didn't know how she left the imperial study, the whole person was like a walking corpse, the soul left the body, and when she reacted, there was already a peachy lady sitting in front of her.

"Concubine Niangniang." Feng Surou opened her mouth, her voice dry and hoarse, and it sounded as if she had slashed a knife on an iron object.

An Yan frowned, but still smiled, "I heard that my sister ran straight to me when she beat the emperor, what's the matter, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" ”

Feng Surou was silent for a moment, but then opened her mouth to talk about inconsequential topics, "You know what? When I was very young, I met the emperor, and from that day on, I made up my mind to marry him, whether he was the emperor or an idle prince, I would be with him for the rest of my life. ”

"Sister Roufei is really in love." An Yan flattered her mouth, but in fact, she was full of disapproval.

"That's why I insisted on entering the palace, no matter how my father opposed me, I thought that the emperor would slowly like me, even if the emperor was ruthless, he didn't love me, and he wouldn't fall in love with anyone else." Feng Surou laughed miserably, "You say, why An Miao?" ”

Her words can be regarded as speaking to An Yan's heart, An Yan nodded with a cold face, "Yes, there is that An Miao everywhere." ”

"I've figured it out." Feng Surou smiled, her delicate face suddenly became hideous, "Guifei Niangniang, you can help me in An Miao's matter, right?" ”