Huakang Palace is lively every day, and Feng Qingzhan is also looking for a reason to come early in the morning.

Either send some food to the Queen Mother, or worry that the weather will get colder, and the people around the Queen Mother are not careful enough.

In short, in just a few days, all the people in Shoukang Palace were questioned by him.

If it weren't for the identity there, a few grandmothers and palace maids led by Ah Kang would have beaten people up with sacks.

"Zhan'er, don't leave at night. Although the palace is close to your palace, it is really distressing to toss the mourning family back and forth like this. The Queen Mother couldn't stand it, so she simply opened her mouth.

She likes to brush clothes and is willing to be her granddaughter-in-law.

But seeing her baby grandson running at both ends like this, how could she bear it if she had lost weight visibly in the past few days?

"The imperial grandmother doesn't have to worry, the grandson knows it." Feng Qingzhan peeled the orange for her and said lightly.

"Do you know what to do? The mourning family sees that you are only the girl in your heart. She stays in the house all day and doesn't go out, so you can't wait to stay in her house too. Don't forget, you're not married. ”

The Queen Mother's words were slightly dissatisfied, and people could vaguely hear a little jealousy.

Feng Qingzhan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Imperial grandmother, you were the one who said that you would let your grandson accompany her more clothes." Why is it that now your grandson has done what you asked, and you are still not satisfied? ”

When the Queen Mother heard this, she couldn't help but snort lightly, and said with a little displeasure: "When did the mourning family say that they were not satisfied?" You bastard, are you trying to beg for a beating? ”

Seeing this, Feng Qingzhan hurriedly begged for mercy, and told the Queen Mother a few times that she was fine, before she reluctantly appeased people.

When the Queen Mother was not too angry, he quickly found a reason to accompany Ye Fuyi.

Although the imperial grandmother is important, his clothes are naturally equally important.

"It's finally good. You can take this to Concubine Xian, and let her take it directly. Ye Fuyi just opened the door, and when he saw Feng Qingzhan, his eyes were happy, so he stuffed a small wooden box to Feng Qingzhan.

Feng Qingzhan was stunned for a moment, looked at the box in his hand and instantly understood something.

"But what should I pay attention to?" Feng Qingzhan asked patiently, worried that if there was a mistake in this matter, it would ruin her hard work.

"No, no, no. But I have to get the time right, I can only fight for seven days, and when the time comes, she will be suffocated to death in the coffin. ”

Ye Fuyi opened his mouth in the right color, and he was also wondering if this point in time would be a little short.

But now the conditions are limited, and she can only do it in seven days.

Therefore, the rest depends on how the emperor and queen arrange it.

However, with such a strong backup, no matter how many people want Concubine Xian to die, I am afraid that it will not be so easy.

"Okay, this king will go to find his father and queen mother. Whisk your clothes, hard work. Feng Qingzhan had a shallow smile in her eyes, and while she was grateful, she also felt sorry for her recent tiredness.

Ye Fuyi wanted to subconsciously say that he didn't have to be so hypocritical. But when she thought about the words of Thirteen and Fourteen, she just hummed, making herself look as gentle as possible.

Feng Qingzhan was in a hurry to deal with Concubine Xian's affairs, and he didn't stay for long, so he naturally didn't notice Ye Fuyi's awkwardness.

When the others left, Ye Fuyi thought about pulling Thirteen Fourteen over to ask, wanting to hear the two of them praise her for her progress.

But they just glanced at each other, then shook their heads and said, "The county lord is still too cold to the prince. The prince's joy for you can't be hidden in his eyes. ”

"What, you two have the right lines?" Ye Fuyi frowned, and didn't think it was just a coincidence that the reaction of the two of them was in unison.

Most of the things in this world are deliberate, where did so many coincidences come from?

"Yes." Thirteen and Fourteen nodded, but simply agreed.

Ye Fuyi glanced at them angrily, too lazy to say anything.

Every day, it seems that they have too little work on their hands, so they are so idle all day long about the details between her and Feng Qingzhan.

In the Yinfang Palace, Concubine Xian's hands were shaking with excitement while holding the wooden box.

"Zhan'er, do the emperor and the queen know about it?" She didn't doubt Feng Qingzhan's words, but she was worried that they were going against the will of the emperor and queen to help her.

Zhan'er is different from the child next to him, he is a child with high hopes from the emperor and queen.

If he disobeyed them because of her, it was not worth it.

Feng Qingzhan nodded, and said in a deep voice: "You should know the character of this king, and you will not tell lies. ”

Concubine Xian smiled with relief, looking at the portrait of Prince Yong on the side, a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye.

The next moment, she took out the pill from the wooden box and put it in her mouth, not asking any questions about the risks or whether there would be any sequelae.

As long as you can get out of this cage and be with your sweetheart, even if it costs a little, what can you do?

When Concubine Xian's breathing stopped, and her face gradually turned pale, Feng Qingzhan turned around and left.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the cries of Lu Rao and others came from the Yinfang Palace.

"Niangniang, Niangniang, what's wrong with you!"

The palace was hung with plain white color as quickly as possible, showing desolation.

Of course, Concubine De is not used to seeing Concubine Xian, a sinner who has such a grief after death. But even though she was unhappy, she couldn't find a way to tell Feng Haotian.

The only thing she could do was to rejoice in the palace that Concubine Xian had died so soon. After her death, there was one less enemy in this house.

The ministers of the previous dynasty who had originally protested had no objections to Feng Haotian's arrangement at the moment. People are dead, what else can they toss?

"Please mourn the emperor!" A simple sentence in the court erased all the rebellious words that those ministers had said.

The rest is just for the ministers that the emperor is worried about, and they are loyal.

Feng Haotian said that he was ill for two more days, and prepared everything for the burial of Concubine Xian as quickly as possible, and set to go on the road in four days.

The day he arrived at the imperial tomb was exactly seven days, which was the deadline given by Ye Fuyi.

In this regard, Ye Fuyi just wanted to say a word of trouble. In fact, if Feng Haotian didn't want to give Concubine Xian a reputation for a hundred generations, he could have carried people out of the palace in a hurry.

It's a pity that they care too much about face. Even if Concubine Xian actually stole away, he had to do a good job in face.

"This day, it's about to change." The Queen Mother pulled Ye Fuyi and sat in the courtyard, her tone slightly deep.

Ye Fuyi heard that she wasn't talking about the weather, and just smiled lightly: "The early autumn has passed, the weather is naturally colder, and the imperial grandmother should pay more attention to her body." ”

The Queen Mother nodded and said with relief: "The mourning family knows." It's just that with you by your side, the mourning family feels a lot more at ease. ”

She smiled kindly and kindly, but it was still a pun.