Concubine Ji stumbled because of her footsteps, "Concubine Yin"?

Concubine Ji looked at Murong Shang reflexively, only to see the second son, who was usually the most exquisite, squatting on the ground, staring straight at a stone tablet in front of him, the corners of his eyes slightly reddened.

Seeing the words on the stele clearly, Concubine Ji's eyes widened subconsciously.

The words "Tomb of Concubine Yin" appeared in Ji Feiyin's eyes.

Also have a tombstone of your own in the bamboo forest of Murong Mansion? Concubine Ji was turbulent in her heart, who helped her erect this tombstone? So what about the murderer who killed him in the first place? If you catch the murderer, why don't you see the system telling yourself? If the murderer was not caught at all, then who erected this tombstone for himself?

And what scared Concubine Ji even more was that under this tombstone, was there her own corpse? No, is there a corpse of "Concubine Yin"? Does Murong Feng know all this? If there is the body of "Concubine Yin" buried under this tombstone, then how can Murong Feng guess that he is Concubine Yin? Could it be that in his eyes, isn't Concubine Yin just a dead person?

A lot of questions appeared in Concubine Ji's mind one by one, Concubine Ji felt that things were getting more and more complicated, no matter, leave here first, even if Murong Feng guessed that he was borrowing the corpse to resurrect his soul, it would be better than being found out by the people of Murong Mansion that he was not dead, at the moment Murong Shang was just drunk and not sober-willed, if he waited for Murong Shang to sober up a little, this fox who was crisscrossing the battlefield would probably guess her identity soon, and Murong Shang would definitely hand her over to the emperor at that time.

Thinking of this, Concubine Ji raised her feet and walked in the direction of Fengzhu Pavilion, still carefully avoiding the people in Murong Mansion along the way, and Concubine Ji, who was full of thoughts in her heart, did not notice that a red dress always followed her until she walked into Fengzhu Pavilion......

Qingxing Pavilion.

A bowl of boiled blackened medicinal juice was poured clean.

"Miss, it's not a way to go on like this." Qingge looked at the medicine bowl in his hand and said helplessly.

Since the last time she fell into the water, her own lady has swallowed her anger, who would have expected that the eldest princess would be doubly provoked and framed, this is just a few days, her own lady's medicinal diet has added a lot of poison, and the medicinal diet will be poured out every day, so I don't know how many times, the most distressing and unbearable thing is my own young lady, who is obviously full of talent, and is the envy of many noble ladies outside, but secretly has to be so scruple about the eldest princess, it is not like the previous miss.

"As long as I still love Xiao Lang for a day, she will not let me go for a day, and she is a noble eldest princess, I have no other way but to endure it." Murong Qingqing's face was pale, but her eyes were very transparent.

"Miss", Qingge said anxiously: "But Miss hasn't taken medicine according to the doctor's instructions for a few days, if it goes on like this, when will the illness get better?!" ”

"It doesn't matter", Murong Qingqing smiled: "It's just a little wind cold, no medicine, it will be fine in a few days." ”

Qingge frowned, and was about to say more, when Murong Qingqing began to cough again, coughing so much that the beads on his hair were shaking.

"Qingge, go get some moisturizers."

Qingge had already gone into the back room to rummage through it.

"Miss, run out of moisturizers, slave maid go out to get it."

"Ahem", Murong Qingqing pressed his throat: "Okay." ”

Qingge looked at his young lady, coughed severely, his heart tightened, and hurriedly ran out, and when he ran to the door of Qingxing Pavilion, Qingge finally couldn't help but glance at the bamboo forest.

If the concubine was here, with her temperament, I am afraid that she would have picked up the young lady to find the three young masters for help, and the young lady would not be sick and have to hide and beware of the eldest princess, a strange emotion appeared in Qingge's heart, Qingge shook her head, and tried her best to remove the thoughts that should not be there from her mind, time was pressing, she had better hurry up and get medicine for Miss, thinking like this, Qingge hurriedly ran out of Qingxing Pavilion......

Concubine Ji, who returned to Fengzhu Pavilion, felt a little uneasy inexplicably, since the scene in the bamboo forest where she saw Murong Shang kneeling in front of her tombstone and her eyes were red, her heart actually felt a little painful, and she had almost no intersection with Murong Shang in her previous life, how could she feel distressed? Why is Murong Shang sad at his grave?

However, Concubine Ji, who had been thinking about it for a long time, didn't have the slightest clue, so she had to give up.

"Fei Yin, can I come in?"

Hearing that it was Murong Feng's voice, Concubine Ji couldn't laugh because she was a little crying, Murong Feng hid her in the Fengzhu Pavilion, she could understand, but the Fengzhu Pavilion was so big, to say the least, there were eight or nine rooms, but she just vacated her original room for Concubine Ji, it was really a little.... Incomprehensible.

"Please come in." Although she thought so in her heart, she had to bow her head under the eaves, and she had to use Murong Feng's place to avoid the limelight.

Outside the door, Murong Feng raised a gentle smile on his lips, and gently pushed the door in: "I brought you Liu Ji's osmanthus cake, you can taste it." With that, he put all the pastries he was holding on the table.

"What are you buying so many osmanthus cakes for?" Although the concubine in the previous life liked to eat osmanthus cakes, Murong Feng couldn't eat all of them if he bought so much in one go.

"It's not all osmanthus cakes", Murong Feng chuckled lightly, and opened the oil paper: "There are also red bean cakes, lotus root flour snacks, and mung bean cakes...... I don't know what you like to eat now, so I'll buy them all. ”

Concubine Ji hadn't fully reacted, Murong Feng had already put the large and small pastries he bought on the table, the pastries of various shapes were of different colors, but the appearance was very attractive, and they were full of dazzling dishes, which made people have an appetite when they looked at it.

"Thank you." Now that Concubine Ji has let go of her hatred for Murong Feng in her heart, Murong Feng's courteous behavior has made her a little uncomfortable.

"Come, come over here and have a taste." Murong Feng's eyes flashed with tenderness and warmth, and he motioned for Concubine Ji to come to his side.

Concubine Ji sighed slightly in her heart, but still walked to the table, the small snacks on the table looked very delicate and delicious, and the crystal clear appearance was very cute, Concubine Ji dared to guarantee that even modern and developed machine technology could not make such cute and delicate pastries, fish-shaped, flower-shaped, and long-shaped, square...... It's all so cute.

Concubine Ji's heart moved, and her eyes were fixed on a lotus root flour cake in the shape of a flying fish.

"Come on." Seeing that Concubine Ji's eyes suddenly stayed on a piece of pastry, Murong Feng hooked his lips and smiled, and pushed the plate containing lotus root flour pastry in the direction of Concubine Ji.

Concubine Ji was slightly surprised, she just glanced at this pastry a few more times, Murong Feng noticed it so quickly, no wonder he was the emperor's left and right arms at a young age, such a terrifying observation, it was rare to encounter in a hundred years.

But looking at the crystal clear lotus root flour pastry, Concubine Ji finally gave in.

Concubine Ji slowly stretched out her hand to pick up the fish-shaped lotus root flour cake, put it into her lips and took a bite gently, the fragrant osmanthus fragrance came to her face, and there was a slippery but not greasy taste of lotus root flour in the chewing carefully, only feeling that her lips and teeth were fragrant, Concubine Ji couldn't help but sigh, the ancients' research on dim sum is really difficult for modern people to surpass.

"Concubine."

Murong Feng suddenly called Ji Feiyin, Ji Feiyin subconsciously turned her head to look, Murong Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his big hand and rubbed Ji Feiyin's lips.

"Murong Feng?"

Concubine Ji's eyes widened in shock.

"You have crumbs on the corners of your lips." Murong Feng seemed to be trying his best to hold back his laughter.

Concubine Ji was embarrassed, and stretched out her hand to wipe the corner of her lips, and sure enough, there were pastry crumbs.

"Oh." Concubine Ji was still very calm because of her complexion, and continued to eat snacks as if nothing had happened.

Murong Feng's eyebrows bent: "Let's take a sip of tea." ”

Murong Feng handed Concubine Ji a cup of hot tea, the tea cup looked like it was expensive, the tea was still steaming, and there was a faint scent of bamboo.

"Thank you", Concubine Ji, who had eaten a few pieces of dim sum, also felt a little thirsty, so she took the tea handed over by Murong Feng and took a sip: "What kind of tea is this?" The taste is sweet and fragrant. ”

"Xiliang pays tribute." Murong Feng replied casually.

"Ahem", Concubine Ji coughed violently: "Xiliang? ”

Xiliang is not a vassal state of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, so how to start with this tribute?

Murong Feng patted Concubine Ji's back, and there was worry between his eyebrows: "Are you okay?" Choking? ”

Concubine Ji shook her head and hurriedly asked, "What did you just say about paying tribute?" ”

Murong Feng smiled: "The emperor and the envoy of Xiliang have renegotiated the terms of negotiation, our side will send the third princess and relatives, and the Xiliang side will pay tribute to us once a year." ”

Ji Feiyin: ...... When he chose to be with his relatives, he didn't have these conditions, in the final analysis, it must be that the Dog Emperor felt that it was a loss to send one of his own daughters and a serious princess to make peace with him, so he renegotiated!

Murong Feng seemed to have guessed what Concubine Ji was thinking, and there was comfort on his face.

"Don't think about it, this time, as the victorious country, it is normal for me to have more conditions."

"Oh." Concubine Ji rolled her eyes.

"Haha, the concubine hasn't changed at all because of you." Murong Feng was amused by Concubine Ji and laughed out loud.

Concubine Ji's complexion changed slightly, and Murong Feng seemed to realize that what she said was inappropriate, so she also smiled, and the two fell silent.

"Fei Yin, you still resent me, don't you?" After being silent for a long time, Murong Feng finally couldn't help but speak first.

Concubine Ji was silent for a moment and slowly shook her head.

Murong Feng's eyes were happy: "Then are you willing to forgive me?" ”

"To be honest, I originally resented you", as soon as Concubine Ji's words came out, Murong Feng's eyes quickly turned gray: "But people will always make mistakes, in the final analysis, it is the disparity of identity between us, and the world does not tolerate it." ”

Concubine Ji is telling the truth, she is speaking from the position of "Concubine Yin", Concubine Ji believes that if it is the original concubine, she must not resent Murong Feng at all, after all, Murong Feng is indeed sincere and good to Concubine Yin, in a society where men are inferior to women, how rare it is to have someone who loves him wholeheartedly, to a certain extent, Murong Feng did not hesitate to disobey the old lady three or four times for the sake of Concubine Yin, and ignored the second princess, which can be regarded as an infatuated person.