Phantom Tong stepped forward, blocked the door, and saluted Teng Ziheng.

"Your Highness is not feeling well, why don't you look for the imperial doctor to take a look, but come to this folk medical hall."

Teng Ziheng glanced at Phantom Tong, and there was a lot of unkindness in his eyes. He came to the medical hall for An Xiruo, but now that Huantong asked in public, he couldn't show his intention. Although it was very unhappy, it still looked friendly.

"This palace heard that the staff went out of the city for disaster relief and met the victims who made trouble, and then they came to this medical hall, and they were afraid that they were injured, so they came to take a look."

The people who watched the excitement around made a small commotion, praising the third prince for being considerate of his subordinates and being a virtuous person. Listening to the discussion of the people, Teng Ziheng's smile became a little more real.

"His Royal Highness is worried, it's just that the captain of the squad was burned when she was making porridge, and the minister brought her to take a look."

The disaster victims are not a big deal, but it is very easy to make a fuss, and Huantong naturally can't let this matter become a topic of conversation for the people after dinner.

"I don't know where Your Highness heard the rumors, but there are no people outside the city to make trouble."

Teng Ziheng originally wanted to take the initiative to pacify the refugees by making trouble with the victims, but he didn't want Huantong to be so cautious. Ben didn't have to meddle in the affairs of the refugees, but the border field did it.

"I think it was the people who guarded the city who misunderstood, and they shouted out in a hurry, and they didn't have to take it to heart."

While the two were talking, An Xiruo had already dealt with the burns and walked out of the house with the medicine. only looked at Phantom Tong's back, but Teng Ziheng was also standing outside the door, and joked with Phantom Tong: "Why did it take so long to just buy some pastry preserves, I heard the princess say that you are very good at making pastries, it is better to ......"

An Xiruo walked to the side of Huantong, and saw Teng Ziheng next to the sedan chair, and the unfinished words came to an abrupt end, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"I've seen Your Highness." said and bowed to Teng Ziheng.

Teng Ziheng looked at An Xiruo, his eyes were restrained and concerned, but he didn't dare to let his gaze linger on An Xiruo, and quickly turned to Phantom Tong, his gaze was a little meaningful.

"This palace didn't know that the staff could also make pastries, and it was not as good as the imperial sister who knew better, it seems that this palace should still care more about Brother Situ."

"It's just that because of the Eighth Prince, there is more contact." Huantong was very calm, but it seemed that Teng Ziheng was more deliberate.

"The medicine is bitter, this is sweet." Huantong stuffed the bundled pastries into An Xiruo's arms, his expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and his cheeks flushed slightly, "What's that, let's go back to the barracks." ”

An Xiruo hummed suspiciously, but Huantong did not respond, and went to "play Tai Chi" with Teng Ziheng again. An Xiruo looked at the promoted but somewhat thin back in front of him, and suddenly figured out that what Huantong was talking about was making pastries, and smiled.

Although Teng Ziheng was chatting with Phantom Tong with a match, his eyes kept glancing at An Xiruo, but he saw her staring at Phantom Tong and smiling brightly, and his heart tightened.

"Since Situ is fine, the palace will leave first." Although he said what he said to Phantom Tong, Teng Ziheng's eyes never left An Xiruo.

"Weichen sends His Highness to him."

"Since you like it, don't let her go, otherwise I will never spare you." Before leaving, Teng Ziheng suddenly attached himself to Huantong's ear and left such a sentence, not as a prince to threaten, but as another suitor.

"Don't bother Your Highness." Huantong knew that Teng Ziheng had withdrawn temporarily, and the queen should not trouble An Xiruo for a while, thinking about it, he was also relieved.

"What did you two whisper?" Seeing Teng Ziheng walking away, An Xiruo stepped forward.

An Xiruo and Teng Ziheng are quite familiar with each other, and most of the meetings between her and her sister are mediated by the three princes. She also knew that the queen didn't like them to get too close, and they were not suitable to be close people, so usually, An Xiruo still tried her best to keep her distance from Teng Ziheng.

"He likes you."

"What?" An Xiruo's eyes widened in shock, his mouth opened slightly, this expression froze for a while, and then suddenly lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

Phantom Tong only thought she was funny, tilted his head to look at her and chuckled: "What, what did you think of?" ”

An Xiruo shook his head and said, "I was surprised, but after carefully recalling what he has done over the years, I feel that I am too dull." ”

Phantom Tong laughed: "That's right, you're just too stupid." As he spoke, he flicked it on An Xiruo's forehead.

Huantong went to the stable to step on the snow and came out, and An Xiruo chased after him.

"So, I'm so stupid, you have to tell me everything, or I'll really not understand it."

The movements in Phantom Tong's hands paused, can you really tell you anything? Looking back, looking at An Xiruo's eyes, clear and translucent, Phantom Tong nodded dotingly, which was considered to be an agreement.

The Royal Palace, outside the Parliamentary Palace.

Teng Ziyan was holding a food box containing honey lotus cake. After that palace banquet, Huantong once instructed Teng Ziyan to often come to Teng Yijue to send pastries.

"Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, the queen mother is sitting inside, otherwise you go back first, and there are some things that will be sent to you later."

It was the big eunuch Zhao Xigong beside Teng Yijue who stepped forward to stop him.

Teng Ziyan looked into the room and rejected Zhao Xi's father-in-law's kindness: "Thank you Zhao Gonggong for reminding, but this pastry, this palace still wants to personally send it to my father." ”

"Then the minion will give you a briefing."

Teng Ziyan saw that Zhao Xi said that he wanted to report, but his face was embarrassed, afraid that he had just been ordered and could not enter easily, so he stopped Zhao Xi.

"No need, Gonggong Zhao, just wait here for the palace."

Zhao Xi felt a little guilty, the wind in early spring was still very biting, and it was a little too bad to let the eldest princess and a little girl stand in the wind and wait. But the queen didn't want to be disturbed, and she couldn't disobey herself. asked someone to bring a stool and a stove to Teng Ziyan.

The stool was placed in the porch in front of the door, a leeward place, just under the window of the council hall. Teng Ziyan sat there, and could vaguely hear some of the conversations inside, although it was not real, but she could understand the general idea.

Listening to the corner of the wall was not done by a lady, so Teng Ziyan didn't intend to eavesdrop, but in the queen's somewhat sharp voice, she keenly captured her name, so she listened to it.

"Yanliang's envoys intend to be close, the eldest princess has long reached the age of talking about marriage, so it's better to let Ziyan go this time."

Nan Suli's voice was like a sword, piercing through the palace wall of the council hall and stabbing Teng Ziyan in the chest with a single blow.

"But I promised......" Teng Yijue seemed to realize something, and stopped in the middle of speaking, "Ayan can't marry far away." ”

Teng Yijue's voice was full of anger, but Nan Suli didn't stop there.

"Not far to marry? But which one of the entire Shang Qu can get into her eyes, does Your Majesty want Ziyan Green Lantern Ancient Buddha to accompany her for the rest of her life? ”

Teng Yijue was silent, and he did not continue to make a strong rebuttal. Nan Suli seized the opportunity when Teng Yijue's heart was shaken and struck while the iron was hot.

"Moreover, Yanliang is not a poor country, marry a promising prince, and you will be the queen of Yanliang in the future. The eldest princess of Shang Qu, Queen Yanliang, this is the most noble identity in the world. ”

Teng Yijue didn't speak again, and Teng Ziyan's eyes dimmed. She stood up with the box in her hands.

"Father-in-law Zhao, this wind is blowing people's headaches, and the palace will go back first today."

"Princess, walk slowly." Zhao Xi saw that Teng Ziyan's face was not good, so he believed the reason for the headache.

Teng Ziyan took two steps, then suddenly stopped and instructed: "I didn't send pastries to my father today, and I fell ill in vain, so my father-in-law shouldn't mention to my father about the things that happened to the palace, and it won't be good to worry him again." ”

Zhao Xi only felt that Teng Ziyan was very well-behaved and sensible, and now that she could think about the emperor again, she was also happy in her heart, and she was naturally willing to help. Looking at the back of Teng Ziyan leaving, I thought to myself that the emperor had not been able to cover his warm heart for so many years, and finally it was still warm.

Others may not know, but Zhao Xi understands that in the emperor's heart, the most important person will always be Queen Jing.