"Feng Zi is away, Feng Zi is away from you."

Yan Cangtao grabbed Feng Zili's arm and shook it, calling softly.

Finally, Feng Zili opened his eyes in a daze.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the ceiling in a daze and couldn't recover for a moment, as if his soul had been sucked away.

After a while, he looked at Yan Cangmoss fixedly for a moment.

Sleepy, he opened his mouth and smiled at the corners of his mouth:

Is Yan Cangmoss you? I just had a strange dream. ”

"Oh? What strange dreams did you have? ”

Feng Zili blinked embarrassedly and said:

"Well, I dreamed that you became a big brother!"

When Yan Cangmoss heard this, she couldn't cry or laugh, and glared fiercely at this person who was burned in a daze.

"Nonsense! How could my good and decent person become a big brother? ”

"Actually, you didn't dream, you were burned and unconscious, I didn't become a senior brother, just now I took advantage of your sleep, I went to the eighth prince. told him about Zhang Lao Wu. ”

"When I came back, I just found out that it was indeed Senior Brother who was here just now, and Senior Brother has been staying in the room and watching you?"

"You see you've lost weight like this, why don't you drink the medicine he gave you?"

Feng Zili stiffened his body that was burned and weak, sat up reluctantly, looked at the bowl of medicinal soup next to him, and said with a wry smile:

"I don't dare to drink anyone's medicinal soup except for you, God knows if he will be like Bixiao, who is very kind enough to let me take the medicine, in fact, it is ...... like that."

Yan Cangmos was slightly stunned when she heard this, her heart felt uncomfortable for a while, the tip of her nose was inexplicably a little sour, and her eyes couldn't help but shed tears.

Hurriedly turned around and walked to the table, gently picked up the medicine bowl, put his nose together, sniffed it carefully and deeply, and then brought the bowl to his mouth and took a shallow sip, so that the medicine was tasted on the tip of his tongue and felt the taste of this medicine.

After a careful tasting, it was brought to the couch.

"Don't worry, I've tasted it, there shouldn't be any mess in it, it's just some fever-reducing medicine."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll drink."

Feng Zili didn't say a word, took the bowl, raised his head and drank.

"Goo dong goo goo dong" drank the bowl of juice in one go. Then he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, opened his mouth and smiled at Yan Cangmos.

Yan Cangmoss looked at his actions and said with a smile:

"Really good you, you, you're afraid that others will harm you, aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?"

Feng Zili smiled, it was a look of shame. The eyes and eyebrows are crowded together.

Shaking his head very firmly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I have to drink the medicine sent by the beauty, as the saying goes: peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic."

Yan Cangmoss glanced at this brain-burning person angrily.

"Phew! If your brain isn't burned out, you'll be making fun of me. ”

"Ha" Fengzi shook his head out of his heart and laughed.

Yan Cangmoss took the bowl and put it back on the table, and then touched the teapot casually, feeling that the teapot was also a little cold.

So he took the water from the teapot and poured it out, and brought hot water from the outside.

Yan Cangmoss said while refilling the hot water:

"I saw you fall asleep in the middle of the night last night and went out to King An's Mansion to see the Eighth Prince, who do you guess I saw?"

Feng Zili rubbed his feverish, dizzy and swollen forehead with both hands:

"Who did you see?"

"You definitely wouldn't have thought that it was Liu Wangye."

Hearing such a sentence at first glance, Feng Zili instantly felt a little sober, and asked a few whys in a row:

"Really? Is it the prince? Is he? ”

"Yes"

In fact, this Jin prince is the Jin prince who was once committed to the concubine by Thrush, the fifth son of the current saint, who was born only half a year later than the crown prince.

His biological mother, Concubine An, enjoyed all the glory and wealth during her lifetime, and was deeply loved by today's saints, who once gave up the three thousand beauties of the harem for her, and stayed with her every day. It can be said that this lady has tried her best. It can be said that it is going to be windy and rainy! The three thousand beauties of the harem are simply envious, jealous and hateful.

It's a pity that Concubine Hui died of illness three years ago.

Concubine Niangniang's death was said to be a death of illness to the outside world, but in fact, it was difficult to say whether she really died of illness or not.

As everyone knows. Gong Dou's "game" has never disappeared, and there is a lot of rumor in the palace about this matter, and they are talking nonsense after tea and defecation, and the more they describe it, the darker it becomes.

The saint was angry, and the order went down, and whoever was preaching this matter would be beheaded, so this one. That's it.

At that time, the saint was still very sad, but it was not long before the saint went to favor the other beauties.

Everything is very realistic, only the newcomer laughs, and the old man does not cry.

The prince of Jin was grief-stricken and overly sad, and he was bedridden several times, and almost went with his mother.

According to rumors, the prince of Jin is a famous filial son in the imperial court, and the reason why he wants to accept the thrush who is many years older than him as a concubine is because the thrush is somewhat similar to the concubine Niangniang from appearance to figure, so that you can face the thrush every day to relieve the sorrow of missing your mother.

Although it is said that the prince of Jin is a famous filial son, this filial son has never come to visit, his own uncle Xiao Jinyu.

According to common sense, the family relationship between the royal relatives is very weak, and it is common for them to go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but it is really strange that relatives do not interact with each other.

However, anyone who suddenly came to the Deng'an Palace, regardless of whether it was an important person in the imperial court or a common man, specified that it was not for any good thing, but for something big.

Feng Zili couldn't help frowning and asked:

"It's strange, what is that King Jing doing in King An's Mansion?"

Yan Cangmoss also felt very strange, but she didn't know the reason, so she could only shake her head and say:

"Actually, as soon as I go, then King Jing will leave."

"I only heard the eighth prince say that it is: the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the prince Jing came to see him...... I saw that King Jing gave the eighth prince a very old porcelain, right! It's a porcelain bottle."

"The porcelain was very exquisite, beautiful and atmospheric, and I was amazed at the time."

"The Eighth Prince inadvertently said that it was the introduction of the words that the Comet Lord brought him,"

"I don't know what that quote means?"

Feng Zili was slightly stunned when he listened, and said in astonishment:

"Introduction? I've never heard of it! ”

Yan Cangmoss was also very surprised, and her head kept flipping and thinking about various questions.

"Yes, it's the introduction of words, when the eighth prince said this, I also heard it, but I don't know what the introduction means."

Actually, there are many, many explanations in the introduction.

Yan Cangtao and Feng Zili quieted down, didn't speak for a while, and were both thinking about this problem.

In the end, after thinking about it, the introduction of what King Jing said in his words should only mean one thing.

Half a day later, Feng Zili first broke the quiet time, and his eyebrows sank and said:

"I thought about it seriously, the introduction of this remark should be that King Jing has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and take this porcelain to find the Eighth Prince, there must be something big."

"Not only did he take this porcelain and give it to King An as a Mid-Autumn Festival gift, but the main thing was that he was looking for the eighth prince, and it was from this bottle that ......"

"Take people softly, this porcelain should be very valuable, he should go to the eighth prince to inquire about Zhang Lao Wu."

Yan Cangmoss couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this:

"Prince Jing also went to inquire about what Zhang Lao Wu was doing?"

Feng Zili shook his head, he didn't think of it so much, so he didn't have anything to say.

Yan Cangmoss nodded to Feng Zili's appearance, and did not ask again.

So Yan Cangtao brought the bowl of hot tea to Feng Zili.

Feng Zili still frowned, and took the bowl of tea casually.

Picking up the bowl is a mouthful.

I wanted to use the tea to dilute the bitter medicinal taste in my mouth, but the tea couldn't help but almost squirt out as soon as I entered the mouth.

Feng Zili frowned, and reluctantly swallowed the tea.

The stunned feeling between his eyebrows was a little heavier than when he heard what Yan Cangmoss said about King Jing's rhyme just now, and asked in a deep voice:

"Where did this tea come from?"

Yan Cangmoss finally understood for a while, and thought that he had drunk too quickly and burned his tongue.

I was about to tell him to drink slowly, don't get hot, but before he had time to say the grade, he couldn't help but be shocked when he was sealed and said:

"This tea was brewed by the senior brother first, I touched it just now, and it felt a little cold, so I went to add some hot water, I also checked this tea, it should be no problem, you can drink it with confidence."

Feng Zili frowned even tighter, looked at the bowl of light-colored tea soup, and as if he didn't believe it, he leaned his nose over and sniffed carefully.

Shaking the groggy skull, he said:

"That's right, this tea is the most famous tea from the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion."

Yan Cangmoss was confused for a moment, then picked up the teacup and sniffed it seriously, raised his head and took a small sip before he suddenly reacted.

I couldn't help but be frightened:

"yes, this is the newest attic tea, I've had the pleasure of drinking it a few times, and it smells fragrant. Cool in the mouth and pleasant on the palate. I didn't react just now, I just checked to see if it was poisonous. After saying this and drinking it, I found out that the mystery of this "

Feng Zili looked at Yan Cangmos's expression and nodded slightly:

"Hmm"

Yan Cangmoss shook his head and said:

"The tea leaves of the most fragrant attic tea house are usually only bought by the rich and noble officials and wealthy families, and ordinary people dare not think about it, unless there is an important matter, they will grit their teeth and buy it and give it away. How can the monks in this temple afford to eat such expensive tea? ”

The monks in the temple are not touched with gold and silver treasures, and all things are removed from the karma, or the donor is almsgiving.

Then there is only one way for the precious tea.

It must be a gift from a nobleman.

But who will it be?

Who would be so generous to a monk?

Feng Zili couldn't answer for a while. Sitting on the couch with a frown. Not a word.

After a while, he raised his head, and said slowly to Yan Cangmoss on the side of the couch with a serious face:

"Let's put this matter aside for now. So don't worry about this stuff now, and now you should help me deal with more important things, so please can you go outside now? Can you go outside the temple and ask me something? ”

Feng Zili has such a serious appearance, there must be something important to do, and a part of his character!

Yan Cangtao immediately nodded without hesitation and said:

"Say anything, don't grind and chirp."