Feng Yewu suddenly opened his eyes, and the chaotic darkness in front of him suddenly dissipated, and in his eyes was the familiar luxurious bed curtain, with dark lines floating, and the phoenix embroidered with gold thread on it was still spreading its wings.

This is the scene that she could see day and night when she was lying on the bed in the palace bed.

Merely...... For Feng Yewu, who had just been forced to abdicate by the ministers, it was really abnormal.

Yesterday in the Jinluan Palace, he and the group of anti-ministers fought for a long time over the old account of "women should not be called emperors", and when these pedantic old men blew their beards and glared, countless royal forbidden troops suddenly poured into the palace, and surrounded Feng Yewu on the phoenix chair!

The shocked Feng Yewu suddenly realized, it turned out that the ministers of the court and the vassal kings of various places had been plotting for a long time, and they had made sufficient preparations, and when the time came, they would raise troops to mutiniate and force the palace to abdicate!

Seeing that the general trend was gone, Feng Yewu refused to be detained without dignity. She stepped down from the phoenix chair under the watchful eyes of the Manchu Dynasty, wrote the edict of abdication, and then went to the cold palace on her own. The back of Feng Yewu's departure was arrogant and indifferent, the momentum of the superior was still there, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were silent.

Abdication, at least he is still alive, Feng Qiwu believes that he can win back this game, but it may take longer.

Just as she was sitting on the dilapidated bed in the cold palace, counting how much capital she still had to make a comeback, she suddenly felt dizzy in her mind, and then her consciousness fell into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, Feng Yewu found that he was back in the emperor's bedroom.

Is it in a dream now, or is it a dream that I was forced to do just now?

Feng Yewu sat up cautiously and slowly, while the palace maid walked quickly to the bed and saluted Feng Yewu: "Your Majesty, it's time to change your clothes and go to court." ”

This palace maid's name is Hanyue, and she is one of Feng Yewu's personal palace maids, and she has been following her since Feng Yewu ascended the throne.

Feng Yewu stared at her silently for a long time, until she saw a drop of cold sweat slipping from the tip of the palace maid's nose who gradually lowered her head, and then said coldly: "Hanyue, how long have you served Gu?" ”

The palace maid Hanyue became even more nervous when she heard this, thinking that she had made a big mistake, and tried to suppress the tremor in her voice: "Three or three months...... Your Majesty......"

Trimester......

Feng Yewu frowned slightly, that is to say, she has only been on the throne for three months now? The five years of his reign turned out to be a dream?

However, it was more like God had given her a chance to start over.

The corners of Feng Yewu's lips slowly hooked up a very small arc, even the heavens are facing her, I am afraid that only the emperor of Zi Weixing has such an honor.

This time, she won't repeat the mistakes of the past.

Feng Yewu was pondering, not noticing that Han Yue's face was already as earthy, and then he knelt down with a soft leg!

"Damn it...... slave," Hanyue shuddered. Feng Yewu looked strange, and after a while, she realized that this little palace maid was frightened by herself.

Hanyue was loyal, and even after Feng Yewu was forced to abdicate, she took the initiative to follow and continue to take care of Feng Yewu. For her, Feng Yewu is still relieved.

Feng Yewu said lightly: "Get up, you are not guilty." Go and spread the word, Lone is unwell today, and he can't go for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Hanyue quickly stood up, and although she felt strange, she wisely didn't ask, but immediately went out to spread the word.

There was naturally a reason for such an order, and after ascending the throne for three months, it was the time when the vassal kings from all over the country went to Beijing to pay tribute and report on their duties, and it was also the time when they were aggressive above the court and attacked the new emperor Feng Yewu's female identity.

Feng Yewu is not as ignorant as she was back then, and she must be able to make the ministers speechless in a few words, but she has more important things to do.

The opportunity for rebirth came too suddenly, and Feng Yewu had to think carefully about the next countermeasures. When Hanyue returned to the palace, Feng Yewu instructed her to summon the palace maids to serve her to wash and change her clothes, and led Hanyue to the imperial garden for a walk.

When the peach blossoms bloom in Kyoto, Feng Yewu stepped on the petals of the fallen flowers in the Imperial Garden, pacing slowly in the silence, but the thoughts in his head were running faster.

It's just that he hasn't been pondering for long, and there is a noisy noise not far away, and Feng Yewu subconsciously frowned.

Han Yue saw that Feng Yewu's expression was wrong, and hurriedly spoke: "Your Majesty, I'll go and make them quiet!" ”

Feng Yewu waved his hand and walked in person.

After turning a few corners, the voice became clearer and clearer, and some ugly insulting words could be vaguely heard, and the words "nest" and "eating soft rice" were particularly clear.

There are many plants in the imperial garden, and it is very good to hide the figure, Feng Yewu walked to a dense bamboo bush and stopped, looking to the side.

I saw three men standing not far away, one of whom Feng Yewu recognized at a glance, it was the son of one of the vassal kings, Zhou Yangfeng, who was scolding.

The person behind Zhou Yangfeng was dressed in a strong suit, tall and strong, and should be the entourage of the prince.

And the person opposite Zhou Yangfeng is tall, with his hair tied and crowned, just from the back, you can see the outstanding temperament of his owner.

Feng Yewu raised his eyebrows, when did there be such a character in the palace?

He was wearing a white robe printed with green bamboo, and Feng Yewu's eyes couldn't help but pause and stop on it.

I still remember that this kind of bamboo pattern robe is also my father's favorite thing. Recalling his deceased father again, Feng Yewu's expression was obviously a little softer, but he was also a little more lonely.