"The queen has such a big posture and beats people in front of my imperial study." Zhao Yufeng also said with a tense face, his tone was very flat, making it impossible to figure out his emotions.

Fei Ranchu stood up and looked straight at Zhao Yufeng, "If it weren't for the concubine's beating to attract your attention, I'm afraid Your Majesty would have to hide." ”

After all, anyone with a brain can figure out why they came here.

"The concubine asked you, do you believe in that matter?" Fei Ranchu asked very directly, and even the dark one raised his eyes in surprise and glanced at Fei Ranchu.

She stood very straight, neither humble nor arrogant, with no sadness on her face, and her eyes were full of stubbornness and coldness, as if she was not asking about her own affairs, but as an outsider.

Zhao Yufeng met her eyes.

Her body is small, and in the middle of this huge imperial study, her momentum is not lost at all.

If an ordinary woman encounters this kind of great sin, I am afraid that she would have cried and pleaded for mercy a long time ago, but she is different.

Now she is nothing more than a little more cold anger than usual, and the rest has not changed, even Zhao Yufeng can't help but think - what is the real thing that can make her afraid?

"Do you think I should believe it?" Zhao Yufeng didn't answer the rhetorical question, and threw the question back to him.

Fei Ranchu sneered: "Please answer, Your Majesty." ”

She pressed hard, just wanting an accurate answer.

This matter, if Zhao Yufeng believes it, then there is really no room for loopback.

She watched as the man sitting on the dragon chair pursed her lips slightly, and after a moment of silence, she slowly opened her thin lips.

"This matter will be discussed later."

When his words came out, Fei Ranchu's heart chuckled directly.

It turns out that he didn't even give himself a positive answer?

She lowered her eyes, and also removed the pretentious sharp light in her eyes, and smiled softly.

"In this way, the concubine will know." When Fei Ranchu raised his eyes again, it was already as calm as a pool of stagnant water, "The concubine has retired." ”

After Fei Ranchu left, the hall was silent for a long time, and after a while, he couldn't help but ask.

"If you don't give an accurate answer, I'm afraid that my mother will complain about you."

I can't think of an answer, and I can't do anything, except for resenting myself, I'm afraid that I will resent Your Majesty.

"It's better not to tell her, so that her reaction is more realistic, and besides, I didn't give an accurate answer, if she was smart, she wouldn't panic."

Zhao Yufeng looked at the direction Fei Ranchu left, a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully.

"Yes." Dark replied.

For two quarters of an hour after leaving the Imperial Study, Fei Rakchu had been wandering.

Xicui followed behind her, wanting to speak several times, but she didn't know what to say to make Fei Ran feel better, so she simply shut up and kept following.

Presumably Niangniang must be very sad now, she is ashamed that she can't help at all as a slave.

And Fei Ranchu and Xicui thought completely differently in their hearts.

Her mind is full of this matter now, where can she still take care of sadness?

The kind of woman who only cries when she encounters a big event is the real weakling, and she has to figure it out by herself.

It's just that what she can't figure out is why Zhao Yufeng refuses to say his attitude towards herself? Is he hiding something or doesn't want to let himself down with him?

After thinking about it, her mind became more and more chaotic, and her intuition told her that she couldn't go on like this, otherwise she wouldn't be able to figure out anything in the end.

"Hee-cui!"

Fei Ranchu suddenly spoke, startling Xicui, thinking that she had collapsed, so she knelt on the ground with a 'plop' and cried.

"Mother! Don't be sad, even if your wife is wronged, you have to be good! ”

Fei Ranchu felt that he really had no conscience, and at this time, he could still be laughed at.

She patted Xicui's little head, and said with a smile: "Bengong just wants you to accompany Bengong to take a walk in the garden, I have a headache." ”

Hearing this, Xicui was overjoyed, and quickly stood up and helped her to walk in the direction of the garden.

The flowers of the Imperial Garden are always in bloom at any time, as if they are ready to please people at any time, and Fei Ran used to feel tired for them at the beginning, but now she feels that she is sympathetic to them—all miserable.

The depression accumulated in her heart can't be expressed, and it will naturally not help in this stingy place, I don't know why, she remembered the small pavilion next to Taihu Lake, although the scenery is cooler, but it is always broad.

When I arrived at the lake, before I got closer, I saw a black figure in the pavilion, which looked slightly familiar.

After walking in, I found that it was Zhao Lulu.

"Why are you here?" In Fei Ranchu's opinion, Zhao Lulu, a dashing brother, should be drinking against the silver yarn girl in the flowers, how could he come to this harem?

Zhao Lulu saw that it was Fei Ranchu, but there was not much surprise in his eyes.

"I thought you would cry in your own palace, how can you have the leisure to come and see this imperial garden?"

As soon as the words came out, he wanted to slap himself.

Obviously, I came here to see if I could touch her, but why did the words become poking at people's sore spots as soon as they spoke?

Perhaps seeing a hint of panic in his eyes, Fei Ran didn't care about it at first, just sat opposite him, looked at the lake and sighed.

"If crying is useful, how can there be so much helplessness in this world? It's better to save some effort and think about what to do next. ”

Zhao Lulu was silent, and after a while, he directly took the flute and began to blow.

It was not the delicate tune from last time, but a melodious unknown tune, which sounded like it had a soothing effect.

Knowing that Zhao Lulu was to help herself, Fei Ran's heart was understood, but she no longer had the strength to say thank you, she just closed her eyes and felt that this song gently soothed her soul.

Towards the end of the song, the flute stopped abruptly.

Fei Ranchu frowned and opened his eyes, opening his mouth to ask why he didn't finish the tune, but saw Zhao Lulu staring at a place in a distraction.

looked over with his eyes, and saw Xuanyuan Meng standing not far away with the flute in his arms, staring at Zhao Lulu.

The expressions of the two men were the same—surprise, bitterness, and dodging.

Fei Ran Chu looked at the two of them, and understood something in an instant.

Xuanyuan Meng was the first to withdraw his eyes, and turned around to leave.

"Hey!" Fei Ranchu got up and stopped her: "Don't go, beauty!" Come back! ”

Xuanyuan Meng's body suddenly froze.

She seemed to hesitate, turned around to look into the hall, and took a step forward. Then turn around and continue in the opposite direction.