When he opened his eyes again, Lian Junru was surprised to find that he was still in this gorgeous place, his gaze falling on every corner of the room, and a sense of familiarity made his tears flow involuntarily. It was in yesterday's dream that he suddenly learned everything about this body owner, all his experiences, all his feelings, whether they were joys or sorrows, and he could remember them clearly. Feng Wuxi, the seventh prince of the emperor of this huge dynasty, has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his mother is the first beauty in the harem and the most favored Yu Guifei. This sudden identity made him unprepared at all, thinking of the dreams he used to repeat every day, he finally understood the fact that he and the Seventh Prince exchanged identities at the moment of the thunder and lightning, and this realization made him frightened. They dream of each other's lives every day, and now the Lian Junru lying in their humble home may be Feng Wuxian himself.

Although he has been looking forward to this kind of life for a long time, the huge status gap still makes Lian Junru unacceptable for a while, which is really bizarre. The sharp-eyed red Ru had already seen him open his eyes, and hurriedly leaned over, "Your Highness is awake, are you better?" Her pretty face leaned close to him.

Lian Junru, who had never experienced this kind of battle, couldn't help but be a little in a hurry, in that remote mountain village before, he had never been in contact with such a girl, so beautiful, so generous, and the bursts of fragrance from his body made him even more intoxicated, and his face turned red. "Hongru, you, don't get so close to me, okay? I, I'm not used to it. Lian Junru stammered.

Somehow, Hongru felt that His Royal Highness the Seventh seemed to have changed a little, although he didn't know what was wrong, but the previous Highness would treat a palace maid like himself gently, but it would never be so shy. However, Hongru took this for granted to the article of the Seventh Highness's initial recovery from a serious illness, and did not think deeply at all.

"Your Highness, can you let the slave maid serve you to wash and change your clothes first?" Hongru took a half-step back, but she was still very close to Lian Junru, "According to the etiquette, today is the first day of the new year, and you have to go to Lingbo Palace to greet Concubine Yu." She reminded that although she didn't want Feng Wuxian to contact this vicious woman at all, if someone was accused of unfilial piety, it would be troublesome. Anyway, the monthly audience is just a formality, just a casual greeting is over, Niangniang has never left His Royal Highness to eat or talk or anything, her heart has long been occupied by the eleventh prince, and there is no room for his other son.

Lian Junru, no, now it should be said that it is the wind without a trace (for the convenience of the text, it will be called the wind without a trace in the future), there is a little inexplicable excitement about this, in the original memory, for some reason, the image of this mother is very vague, and there are even a lot of negative comments, but he has been thinking about the beautiful woman in his dream, thinking of meeting this titular mother, his expression can't help but be full of joy.

As last time, Hongru served him with a routine wash, and then fiddled with his hair, Feng Wuxian was only thirteen years old, far from the age of the crown ceremony, and he had not even reached the age of tying his hair, so according to the custom, Hongru carefully divided his hair into two halves, left and right, and tied a knot on the top of his head, shaped like two sheep's horns.

Feng Wuxian stared blankly at the strange figure in the mirror, his heart was at a loss, from now on, he was going to live in this place, how he hoped that life would be as good as he hoped, but he didn't know what else would happen, this place originally belonged to another teenager, and he was just trying to take his place......

"Your Highness, are you still stunned? Hurry up and let the slave maid serve you to change your clothes, it will be too late. Hongru said as she blew in his ear, and for a moment he was overwhelmed. Growing so big, I haven't let anyone else change my clothes, how embarrassing is the wind without a trace. However, Hongru didn't care so much, she made a casual move, and several palace maids immediately hugged her, took off her white underwear without a trace, and brought a set of brocade clothes, and changed it for him with her own hands. During this time, Feng Wuxian didn't even dare to move, letting them rub themselves, the pair of silky hands caressing his skin, the extraordinary touch made him feel a feeling he had never felt before. His eyes were always closed, as if everything would dissipate like a fog when he did. He had never felt so strongly that it was a pleasure to get dressed.

Finally finished changing his clothes, Feng Wuxian couldn't believe that the somewhat handsome young man in the mirror was himself, it was amazing, could this be the reason why all rich sons looked so likeable? He kept asking himself in his heart, but alas, no one could give him an answer.

Hastily used a few mouthfuls of snacks, Hongru, Luyin and a few personal palace maids walked out of Fenghua Palace without a trace, in case of missing the hour, His Royal Highness may not be blamed, but they can not escape punishment, Yu Guifei's status in the palace is second only to the queen, if you neglect her, the consequences are unimaginable. As soon as he walked a few steps, Feng Wuxian saw a group of guards in the distance, with neat uniforms, cold eyes, shining weapons, and majestic momentum, all of which he had never seen before. The previous owner of this body had always been extremely indifferent to these things, so he didn't have much memory of this, but Feng Wuxian was very surprised at the moment.

The vastness of the palace was beyond his imagination, and there were countless pavilions and pavilions along the way, carved and jade, exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere. The plaques with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, and the majestic couplets, all tell people that this is the home of the emperor who reigns over the world. Feng Wuxian felt that he was so small in this vast world, and he didn't feel a little weak, although no one suspected that this prince who was the same as usual was an impostor, but he knew that he was in it, how could he dare to walk around the palace rashly? But today's trip must not retreat, because he is about to meet the long-missed mother figure, Feng Wuxian took a deep breath and forced himself to pluck up the courage to move forward.

Lingbo Palace, as it literally means, is a palace built on the water, it is said that when Yu Guifei Xiao first entered the palace, she was still a sixteen-year-old girl, although she was favored by the emperor, but every day looking at the same scenery, always frowned. The emperor tried every possible way to make her happy, and finally spent a lot of money to build the only water building in the palace. However, Yu Guifei's favor has always been undiminished, although the seventh prince she gave birth to in her first child said that she was born with a hot poison, and she has been weak and sickly, so that the concubines in the palace laughed coldly, but she gave birth to a second son in a hurry, this is the eleventh prince, an extremely healthy child, the emperor who favored Yu Guifei even obeyed Yu Guifei's request, and invited a scholar from outside the palace to calculate the fortune of this son, and the result was unspeakably expensive. This has aroused the jealousy of all the harem concubines, but the status of Concubine Yu has been stabilized, and her brother Xiao Yunchao has been continuously promoted due to the favor of his sister, and finally firmly occupies the position of the servant of the ministry. Everyone knows that the current Huang Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials is approaching twilight, and the position of the Ministry of Officials will fall into the hands of the Xiao family sooner or later. Concubine Yu of Lingbo Palace already has a tendency to overshadow the queen, however, at this time, the wind is without a trace, and she does not know about it. Whether it was him before or now, he is too young to think about it.

In the distance, a eunuch saw the seventh prince walking, and he had already hurried in to report, although this prince was not loved by the concubine because of his weak body, but after all, he was her biological son, who would dare to slack off? Therefore, when they arrived at the gate of the palace without a trace, several palace maids had already stepped forward to greet them. Led by a Feng Wuxian has some impressions, it seems to be the personal maid of her mother Yu Guifei, Rouping, who is nearly thirty years old, has served Yu Guifei since she was a child, and has refused to marry for many years, so she has won the trust of this concubine, and even the two Tianhuang nobles of the Seventh Prince and the Eleventh Prince also call her Aunt Ping without a name. Feng Wuxian looked carefully, although there were some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, this Aunt Ping still maintained a good figure, and her face was only lightly powdered, and she was wearing an ordinary palace dress on her body, which looked like a special style.

"The Seventh Highness is here!" Rouping just bowed slightly, "Niangniang has been talking about it for a long time, saying why His Highness hasn't come yet." She looked at Feng Wuxi's face with a smile on her face, and then said with satisfaction: "It seems that these minions are serving well, Your Highness's complexion is much better than last month, it is really gratifying, and the slave maid will make a pot of good soup for His Highness and send it over." ”

Hongru only heard that her heart was cold, if she really drank her soup, Feng Wuxian was afraid that she would never be able to recover her health.