Chapter Twenty-Three: The Poor Concubine is an Aunt

Early the next morning, the grandmother in the palace came to urge, Leng Feiran waited at the door for the curtain to be cleaned up, and the two entered the palace together to see the ladies of the harem.

Leng Qingran was waiting for the two of them at the gate of Chaoyang Hall in the morning, the newlywed Yan'er, the two pretended to be affectionate and loving, Mu Liu pushed Leng Feiran closer, pursed his lips and smiled, "Eldest Princess." ”

"Second brother, second sister-in-law." Leng Qingran stared at Mu Liu, "In the future, we will all be a family, and the second sister-in-law can call me Qingran." ”

Leng Qingran clearly knew about her and Qingwu, she was not jealous, and she interceded for her, with such a bearing, no wonder His Majesty doted on her the most.

"Thank you for interceding for me." Makuru was sincerely grateful, and gave a slight salute.

"You should be most grateful to my second brother, him." Leng Qingran remembered that Leng Feiran fell from the wheelchair that day, and his humble appearance was extremely distressed.

Leng Feiran handed it to Leng Qingran's face, and Leng Qingran stopped talking, "The queen mother is inside, go in quickly." ”

The queen was kind and kind-eyed, and took Muru's hand affectionately, "I have long seen that this child likes it, and now I am really happy to tie the knot with Feiran." ”

Makuru stood obediently next to the queen and smiled slightly.

"You are ahead of Mingyue and Xuanran, I heard that Feiran's wedding is a sensation in the whole of Kyoto, it is very gorgeous, and King Han is really fond of the princess."

Makuru has a match and no match, and she doesn't know why she is always a little inexplicably alienated from the queen.

The queen dragged on for a long time, and then ordered, "Okay, you should also go and see the concubine." ”

"The retainers retired." Leng Feiran only said this sentence from beginning to end, and took Makuru's hand indifferently.

When the two arrived at the concubine, Mu Liu looked at the courtyard that was a little quieter, and suddenly felt that it was somewhat similar to the courtyard she broke into in a panic that night, and the bamboo forests on both sides were cold in the autumn dew.

"Concubine Pian is my mother's own sister, and after my mother died, I was raised by Concubine Pian." Leng Feiran said as he walked.

"King Han, princess." The palace maid took the two of them into the hall, "The noble concubine is worshipping the Buddha, please wait for a while." ”

There are simple mahogany tables and chairs in the room, elegant and light, the white gauze curtains are slightly dejected, Mu Ruu sat on the Taishi chair, looked at Leng Feiran next to him uneasily, and whispered, "I think the atmosphere here is so cold, I can't feel any human touch in the room." ”

"Ahem, my aunt likes to be quiet." Leng Feiran looked at the poor concubine who came out behind the curtain, and gave Mu Liu a look.

Dressed in white clothes, his hair was simply pinned with a white hosta, and the years did not leave any traces on his face, with light makeup, a cold face, and Bingbing said, "This is Muliu, the daughter of the curtain minister." ”

Makuru stood up in a slight panic and saluted, "Yes." ”

Concubine Lian sat on the couch, took a closer look, and motioned for Muliu to sit down, "Don't be nervous, just do your best to take care of Fei'er in the future." ”

Mu Liu was almost frozen by the cold tone of the concubine, and replied again and again, "Yes." ”

"Since she is Fei'er's wife, she will call me aunt in the future, and she will come to talk to me more often if she has nothing to do,"

"Yes."

Leng Feiran silently held Mu Liu's hand, "If Auntie is fine, we will retire." ”

"Hmm." The concubine raised her eyes and glanced at it, blew on the tea, and snorted.

The two who left did not hear the crisp sound of the porcelain cup falling to the ground and shattering, and the poor concubine was like a madman who had lost her mind, her eyes were complaining, and she said in a strange manner, "Sister, your son is married, I am really soft, and I only broke his legs." ”

Halfway back, Mu Liu looked at Leng Feiran, who was not shocked, and said curiously, "You don't have a good relationship with Concubine Pian?" ”

"No, you should try to see her as little as possible in the future."

"Why?" Makuru was puzzled, "Look, you just don't have a good relationship with your aunt." ”

Leng Feiran really didn't know how to say, "There are some things that your brain can't understand, and I told you to have less contact, which is naturally good for you." ”

"Hmph, you think you're good for me, why should I listen to you." Mu Ryu looked arrogant, "I'm only marrying you in name, don't expect me to take care of everything." ”

Leng Feiran's doting eyes stared at his cute and stupid daughter-in-law, "How can I control you, if I can, you will already be my real person." ”

Mu Ru blushed at Leng Feiran's words, "You're really thick-skinned. ”

Leng Feiran found that after Mu Liu married in, he had more fun, that is, he teased and teased this little wild cat every day.

Halfway through, Leng Feiran got out of the carriage for something, and Mu Liu returned to the Han Wang's Mansion alone, lying on the couch, Mu Mu pinched her sore feet.

"Mu Mu, do you think our restaurant has no hope?" Makuru sighed, and his love career was gone.

Mu Mu pouted, "Miss, you will be your princess in peace, and your life is almost lost." ”

"But what's the point of living like this?" Outside the window, the autumn chrysanthemums in the courtyard swayed in the wind, and they would wither away in a few days.

"Miss, after a few days, you can return to the shogunate."

"I'm going back tomorrow." As soon as Mu Lu came up stubbornly, no one could stop him, in fact, Mu Lu was worried that Mu Yue, the prince and Ning Mingyue were about to get married, and he didn't know how to deal with the poisoning that day.

Leng Feiran returned to the mansion at night, and listened to the maid who served the medicine to report that Muru had fallen asleep, so she didn't say anything.

After Shen Liangmo finished applying the needle, he asked, "Does the prince have senses?" ”

Leng Feiran shook his head, looking depressed.

"Don't worry about the prince, within three months, I will definitely let the prince stand up." Shen Liangmo was full of confidence, which also made Leng Feiran believe in the existence of hope.

"I'm tired."

"I'll send you back." Yeli smiled and came to Shen Liangmo and took the opportunity to be courteous.

"No, you don't." Shen Liangmo packed up the medicine box and turned around and walked away.

Yeli turned his head, his face was full of laughter, and he said with a serious expression, "Feiran, the third prince is here." ”

"Let's go." Leng Feiran sorted out his clothes and walked towards the study.