As early as before entering the palace, someone reported everything in the Qianshou Palace to the Empress Dowager Mo, but after the Empress Dowager Mo, who seemed to be surrounded by the light of the Buddha of compassion, came in, she only smiled ignorantly and asked the concubines to give the concubines a seat.

Regarding the open and secret struggle between Concubine Mo and Feng Zhaoyi, Empress Dowager Mo has been watching it since her niece Mo Jiaorao entered the palace, although Feng Qingwan is also her own niece, but after all, she is still one layer worse than the daughter of the Mo family.

Not to mention that this has always been the case in the harem, since Feng Qingwan fell directly from Guan Guifei to Zhaoyi, she has to pay the price for her arrogance in the past. What's more, Empress Dowager Mo had a problem with her in her heart because of the dragon descendant in Concubine De's womb, after all, the heir has always been a major event of the royal family, and it is taboo to murder the pregnant concubine, so Empress Dowager Mo naturally will not have the wrong mind to reprimand Concubine Mo for being humiliated for Feng Zhaoyi.

Those who were able to accompany the Empress Dowager Mo to keep the New Year were all concubines who had been fortunate in the harem, and the minimum was a fifth-grade talent, but there were only a few people who could really get close to the Empress Dowager and say a few words, so when Su Moxuan, who was a third-grade Jieyu, was named by the Empress Dowager Mo, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"You are the young lady of the Su family who just entered the palace?" Empress Dowager Mo beckoned to Su Jieyu, who was sitting farther away according to her position, "Come forward and let the mourning family take a closer look." ”

No matter how clear her temperament is, Su Moxuan is not a brave and reckless person in the end, so she didn't dare to be as arrogant and tough as Feng Zhaoyi in front of Empress Dowager Mo, so she obediently answered and bowed her head and stepped forward, and let the Empress Dowager look carefully with low eyebrows.

Seeing Su Jieyu's dignified demeanor, Empress Dowager Mo nodded and said: "It doesn't look like a fox who can charm the lord, but it still has a bit of the demeanor of Queen Yan back then, no wonder the saint will treat you so kindly." However, you can't be proud of it, and be careful that you end up with Yan's fate. ”

At the mention of Yan's family, Su Moxuan was shocked when he heard it, and he replied yes.

Feng Huanling, who seemed to have nothing to do with himself, couldn't help but be frightened, not fear, but distress and resentment for himself and his clansmen in his previous life. When he bit his straight lips raw and tasted the smell of blood, the boiling heart calmed down a little, but his chest still felt very stuffy.

"I heard that you have practiced in Yuanling Mountain?" Seeing that Su Jieyu was still well-behaved, Empress Dowager Mo's tone softened again, "In the future, I will come to Qianshou Palace to accompany the mourning family, although Taoist immortal cultivation is different from Buddhism, but in the end, it can be said that they have the same end." Those who can enter Yuanling Mountain have never been mediocre, and the mourning family is eager to hear what you preach. ”

Su Moxuan once again meekly answered "yes", because she was very close to the main seat, when the sleeves of the Empress Dowager Mo moved slightly, a wisp of strange fragrance jumped into her nose silently, making her frown slightly, and blurted out in a flash: "Dare to ask what kind of incense the Queen Mother used?" The concubine boasted that she knew a little bit about this, but she couldn't smell the drunken fragrance on the queen mother's body, and asked the queen mother to give advice. ”

Unexpectedly, Su Jieyu, who was always cautious in front of the Empress Dowager Mo, would suddenly ask what kind of incense the Empress Dowager used, not to mention that the other concubines looked at each other, and even Feng Huanling couldn't help exchanging puzzled looks with Feng Huanbing.

Can't blame Feng Huanling for being too careful, she remembers that the last time she saw Su Moxuan so "abnormal" was at the full moon banquet held by the Prime Minister's Mansion for Feng Changyou in March this year, and at that time, it was Miss Su who found that the longevity lock was poisoned!

Maybe Empress Dowager Mo didn't connect the two, at least her complexion didn't change at all, and her smile was still graceful and warm, "The mourning family has not used other drunken incense for many years, and they are only bathed in Buddha incense all day long, and this incense is specially customized by the saint for the mourning family, so it is understandable that Su Jieyu can't tell the difference." ”

It turned out that it was something specially prepared by Long Jingming for Empress Dowager Mo!

In the eyes of others, this must have felt that Emperor Xuan was filial, but hearing Feng Huanling's ears became a reminder. It seems that she has always been "curious" about the decoction that Long Jingming prepared for Empress Dowager Mo, so she specially told Su Moxuan, who was good at this way and entered the palace, to help pay attention, thinking that she wanted to talk to herself privately for most of the time.

"I see, the Queen Mother is really a blessing, she can be so filial to the saint, I dare not say that there is no one in the future, there must be no one before."

According to Su Moxuan's knowledge and mind, it is absolutely easy to flatter someone and please someone. No, the faint words immediately made Empress Dowager Mo's heart bloom, her wrinkles gradually increased, her face turned into a flower, and she praised and rewarded her several times.

The position is second only to Feng Zhaoyi, who is second only to Concubine Shu and Concubine De, even though she is much closer to Empress Dowager Mo than Su Moxuan, who is a third-grade Jieyu, but sadly, she is not as good as a small third-grade person.

Feng Qingwan had already seen through that she had lost the position of Guan Guifei, and she had lost a lot of her original support, not to mention that it was Empress Dowager Mo, who was separated by several layers, and even her dear father had already given up on her. Now I'm afraid that except for her mother Mo Yaqin, no one will care about her life or death, let alone take into account her emotions.

However, she didn't care about these either, this time she changed her low-key approach to avoid attending the Chinese New Year's Eve celebration, not for these women in the harem, but to feel that when she met Emperor Xuan once, she wanted to win the holy favor again!

So when Empress Dowager Mo and the other concubines were talking and laughing, deliberately alienating herself, Feng Qingwan didn't care too much, but looked at the door absentmindedly from time to time, hoping that the bright yellow figure would appear earlier.

Finally, "the Holy Lord has arrived!" ”

"King Cheyue has arrived!"

Emperor Xuan, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and King Cheyue, who was wearing a cyan python robe, walked into the Qianshou Hall one after the other, and the warblers and Yanyan in the hall all left their seats and got up to greet each other.

Long Jingming seemed to be in a good mood, his angular handsome face was full of smiles like a spring breeze, and he said "flat", and then walked through the beauties like a sea of purple and red flowers, and walked to the side of the Empress Dowager Mo and sat with her on the wide lacquered gold chair.

As for Long Yucang, he walked straight to Feng Huanling's side, smiling as clearly and dazzlingly as a streamer, holding her slightly cool soft wattle, staring at each other for a long time, until Long Jingming said "give a seat", and then sat down with the others.

"What did the queen mother talk to them about, and she could laugh so happily?" Long Jingming, who had a soft expression, seemed to be a deputy filial son, "I haven't seen my mother so radiant for a long time, who is so capable, I have coaxed my mother so happy, I will definitely reward him heavily!" ”

As soon as Emperor Xuan said this, the concubines couldn't help but look at Su Jieyu with envy, but saw that she was just sitting in her position with her eyes and nose, full of indifference that had nothing to do with herself.

Feng Huanling may not be as knowledgeable as Su Moxuan, but her brains for speculating on people's hearts are definitely no less than her, so after a little thought, I thought about why she showed such an expression.

"It's rare to see so many people gathered in the Thousand Longevity Palace, and the Holy One is also here, so lively and festive, how can the mourning family not be happy?" Empress Dowager Mo took Emperor Xuan's hand with a relieved face and patted it gently, "And Concubine Mo Shu told the mourning family that she had just been diagnosed by Imperial Doctor Lai today, didn't the Holy Lord know about it?" ”

Sure enough, no matter how she praised Su Moxuan in front of others, it was impossible for Empress Dowager Mo to let the concubines from other families take advantage of her at the critical moment, and would only praise her daughter of the Mo family!

Now that Feng Qingwan has lost power, even if Feng Huanbing can be the fourth concubine, it has not yet become a climate after all, and this is the time for the Mo family to strive for the favor of Concubine Mo Shu.

However, this Mo Jiaorao is really good at picking the time, and she has not been in the palace for many years, and she is pregnant with a dragonborn at such a delicate time.

I really don't know if I want to say that God blesses the Mo family, or the dragon descendant in Concubine Mo's womb, in fact, it is similar to the original "Feng Zhaorong"?

Thinking of this, Feng Huanling happened to meet Feng Huanbing's gaze when he turned his head, and the two of them staggered their gazes with a slight bow, but they already understood each other's thoughts in their hearts.

"I have just heard the report from the imperial doctor, I was thinking of rushing to report the good news to my mother, but I didn't expect that Concubine Mo Shufei was even faster than me, but she made her mother happy in advance."

As he spoke, Long Jingming naturally looked at Concubine Mo Shu deeply, and seemed to be full of joy with a smile, but Feng Huanling keenly sensed a trace of murderous coldness from his dark eyes.

Why did he look murderous in his eyes when he looked at the concubine who was pregnant with his heir?

Feng Huanling, who was deep in thought, unconsciously wrinkled her brows, but she suddenly felt a slight coolness in her eyebrows, and when she looked back, she found that it was a warm and moist long finger on her eyebrows, gently smoothing those folds for her.

"Lord ......"

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, don't waste your mind, there will be a New Year's banquet to be busy later, don't tire yourself again, and your husband will be distressed when the time comes."

Although they are a well-known loving husband and wife, Long Yucang is still in public, especially in front of the holy car, so intimate and ambiguous with her as if no one is around, which still makes Feng Huanling's cheeks blush slightly, but because of his careful thinking of obviously deliberately showing affection in front of someone, he can't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Although he was talking to Empress Dowager Mo about the dragon descendant in Concubine Mo's womb, Long Jingming also noticed that the couple who were too close in the distance from the next head of the court, the shallow folds of Feng Huanling's eyebrows had been gently leveled by Long Yucang, but his eyebrows were unconsciously pressed into a deep "Sichuan" character.

It was already afternoon when King Cheyue and other imperial relatives living outside the palace entered the palace, so not long after Emperor Xuan arrived at the Thousand Shou Hall, it was almost the time for the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet to begin, and as soon as the Holy Chrysostom opened, the wine and food that had already been prepared would be delivered like water.

There were no more accidents at the night banquet, Feng Zhaoyi, who had originally prepared many means to attract Emperor Xuan's attention, all the painstaking solitude was disrupted by Concubine Mo Shu's sudden embrace of the dragon descendant. Not to mention that she herself was in a mess, just the fact that everyone at the banquet only cared about congratulating and pleasing people, as well as the endless talents of the newcomers who were striving for favor, all of them provoked Long Yan Dayue, which was enough to make her heart colder and colder.