Feng Jixuan took the bag and was about to open it, but Chu Yue, who was picking out accessories on the side, suddenly looked at it curiously, "What is this?" Money bags? ”

"Yes."

Feng Jixuan's fingers paused slightly, opened the bag, took out a few pieces of broken silver from it, and handed them to the smiling vendor owner.

Desheng wanted to speak and stopped, Feng Jixuan glanced at it lightly, he hurriedly lowered his head, but he was very anxious in his heart.

The emperor is allergic to hawthorn, and he will die if he eats a small bite, but this time he ate two at a time!

Even if you have medicine, as long as the emperor eats hawthorn, it is impossible not to cultivate well for a few days.

Desheng wanted to cry without tears, and his legs were soft.

If something happens to the emperor, how should he explain to the queen mother?

Desheng had a bitter face, so he had to stare at Feng Jixuan tightly, for fear that something would happen to him again.

Chu Yue turned around and continued to pick out gadgets.

Feng Jixuan lowered his eyes, quickly took out a pill from the bag and put it in his mouth, then took out a string of sugar gourds and handed it to Chu Yue in Desheng's frightened gaze.

Desheng breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next second, a heart was lifted again.

Feng Jixuan opened his mouth and continued to bite down on the hawthorn, holding Chu Yue with his other hand, and was responsible for giving the silver behind him as usual.

Less than half of the street was gone, and the guards who followed behind him couldn't take too many things in their hands.

Chu Yue, who originally felt that he didn't buy a lot, looked at the things in the guard's hands, and couldn't help but secretly stick out his tongue, and sighed infinitely.

Women are really born shopaholics.

The two of them walked around the East Market for a long time, and when they continued to walk forward, a crowd suddenly cheered in front of them.

Chu Yue followed the voice and walked over with Feng Jixuan, and found that someone was juggling.

Chu Yue was very interested in this, and hurriedly pulled Feng Jixuan to find a place where there were not many people, and looked at it.

There are more people watching juggling, Chu Yue's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the juggling in front of him with novelty.

Everything she did in her previous life was to complete the task, and she had only heard about everything that normal people had experienced.

Now that he can experience the feeling that he has never experienced, Chu Yue gently grabbed the corner of Feng Jixuan's clothes and looked at it seriously.

Juggling is no different from modern acrobatic performances, Chu Yue is pulling the corner of Feng Jixuan's clothes with one hand and eating sugar gourd with the other, wanting to applaud, but he seems to be a little embarrassed.

Feng Jixuan lowered his head, endured the smile on his lips, and put the reward silver in the bowl.

After juggling, Chu Yue seemed to want to go over the whole capital, and took Feng Jixuan to many places, and finally got a little tired of playing, so he found the largest restaurant in the capital, found a side room, and prepared for dinner.

The wing room is by the window, Chu Yue sits by the window, looking up at the scenery under the window.

This is the first time she has visited the capital, and her legs are a little sore.

The sky outside was already dark, but the whole capital was as brightly lit as a city that never sleeps, as bright as day.

Today, she has been playing with Feng Jixuan for so long, but she is actually selfish.

Wan more

The clothes are about to be removed, and it seems that the fall of the Wan family will not take long, and when the power of the Wan family in the previous dynasty completely disappears, the Chu family's case will soon be retried and re-investigated.

At that time, her role in the harem will slowly cease to exist.

After leaving the palace, she will never see Feng Jixuan again.

What is good today can be used for many days and nights in the future.

A trace of sadness crossed Chu Yue's eyes was caught by Feng Jixuan, and he subconsciously grabbed Chu Yue's hands, but the latter blinked, "What's wrong?" ”

The eyes in front of him were bright and clear, with a hint of doubt, as if the sadness just now was just a mistake in his creation.

Feng Jixuan shook his head slightly, "It's nothing, I want to see if you have cold hands." ”

"Oh."

Chu Yue withdrew her hand, propped up her chin with one hand, and gently shook the teacup in her hand with the other.

It's still happier to live outside the palace, if Feng Jixuan is the son and brother of an ordinary family in this capital, they will live an ordinary life in this capital, and it will be much happier than being locked up under the high wall all day.

……

And in Fengqi Palace.

"Listen to He, how is Chu Baolin now?"

Usually at this time, the queen was already preparing to go to bed, but as soon as she thought that the night that should have been accompanied by Feng Jixuan became her alone, she couldn't help but feel a fire in her heart.

This Chu Baolin!

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have suddenly been rejected by the emperor!

"Back to the queen, when the emperor came out of Lihuatai today, he said that Chu Baolin was infected with the wind and cold, and he didn't let anyone go to visit."

Tinghe couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look at the queen's resentful eyes.

I don't know when, the queen, who has always been moody, has become irritable recently, and she is afraid that she doesn't know when she touched the queen's moldy head, so she is more and more careful when she waits.

"This slut, the emperor cherishes her very much!"

The queen threw the brush in her hand hard, and the ink splashed on the ground in an instant.

"But it doesn't matter."

The queen sneered and motioned to Tinghe to pick up the brush.

"Wan Changyi has now arrived in this kind of field, and the front and harem don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at Lihuatai, and let her take care of herself."

The queen chuckled and took the brush from Tinghe's hand, "You know what to do, right?" ”

The queen's eyes were pale, and Tinghe couldn't help but bow her head slightly, "The slave will do it immediately." ”

When the entire dormitory of Fengqi Palace was empty, the queen picked up the freshly written paper and slowly admired it.

"It's a pity that this calligraphy and painting," the queen suddenly shook her head and sighed, "If you don't have a good pen, the whole character will be wasted." ”

There was a "tearing" sound, and the paper in the queen's hand was torn in half.

……

By the time Chu Yue and Feng Jixuan returned, the harem was already silent.

Feng Jixuan personally sent Chu Yue to Lihuatai before turning around and returning to Zhengqian Palace.

As soon as he sat down, Feng Jixuan collapsed on the soft couch, and he was about to vomit when he opened his mouth.

morality

Sheng was prepared, and hurriedly handed the spittoon to Feng Jixuan, and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, are you okay?" ”

After Feng Jixuan spit out all the hawthorns in his body, he waved his hand and motioned for Desheng to take out the medicine.

After taking the pill, Feng Jixuan felt much better.

"Your Majesty, it's not that you don't know your own body, you can't eat hawthorn, why ......?"

Feng Jixuan glanced at Desheng lightly, "I just don't want to sweep Chu Baolin's interest, don't mention this in front of her in the future." ”

Desheng smiled and had no choice but to say yes.

Hey, I don't know if Chu Baolin is a blessing or a curse for the emperor.

Desheng shook his head in his heart and poured a cup of tea for Feng Jixuan.

(End of chapter)