In the blink of an eye, Xiao Natsuko left in a hurry.

The maidservant took the prince by the hand and staggered over at the entrance of the temple.

"Queen Mother...... Queen ......"

As soon as he walked past the beaded curtain, as soon as he saw the person on the couch, he excitedly opened his arms and rushed towards the queen.

"Little prince, slow down."

"Fall carefully ......"

The maid whispered softly, while protecting the dough in her hand, she was extremely careful, and she didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

"Mother, hug."

Without waiting for her to react, Fan Tuan'er climbed up on his own and rolled into the queen's arms. Suddenly, her eyes were full of smiles, and she could barely close her mouth.

"Ouch, the little yo of the main palace!"

"Whoa!"

On the white and immature little face, there was an extra lip print in an instant.

Mingyue stood aside, covering her mouth and smiling.

"Niangniang, look at the little prince's little face, ......"

Being reminded of this, the queen reacted, smiled embarrassedly, and she tore the dough off her body and handed it to the handmaid.

"Go down, take care of it."

"Yes."

Fan Tuan'er stood on the ground, with a pair of big eyes as black as ink, staring at his mother, very reluctant, poor Baba'er's appearance, bright and cute.

When the maid saw this, she shook his little arm.

"Let's go, little prince."

"The small kitchen made ** soup, let's go eat ......"

Hearing this, the smooth and smooth little mouth licked it twice greedily, but it was still staring at the person in front of him.

The queen touched his head.

"Go quickly, and the Queen Mother will come to see you later."

Receiving this promise, the little hand took the initiative to stretch out, grabbed the handmaid's wrist, and staggered out.

The smile of the person on the couch was frozen on his face.

Mingyue pours a cup of hot tea.

"Niangniang, the slave maid sees that you are not willing to give up, but you have something on your mind?"

She looked up at Mingyue, her heart was mixed, the court has been unstable recently, the Feng family is dominant, if Concubine Feng gives birth to a prince, the consequences will be ...... It will be unimaginable!

Even with military power, she was worried.

"Alas......"

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

The forest wind outside the hall is sassy.

A cool breeze blew in front of the hall, and she shivered as if she had been awakened from a big dream. Mingyue hurriedly took a brocade phoenix robe and carefully draped it for her.

"It's been raining for so long, and I don't even feel like it's cold."

"It's cold ......"

Following her words, the queen muttered to herself, but in an instant, her face turned pale.

She raised her head suddenly, stared at Mingyue's eyes, and her tone was extremely serious.

"You find a reliable person, and bring Jixian to the palace!"

It was too sudden, and Mingyue was very puzzled.

"Jixian? He is now a deposed minister, and when the Queen Mother was still alive, she had already given him to go home to confess his crimes, how could Niangniang ...... Think of him again? ”

"Just go, I'll be useful!"

The queen held her chest and secretly palpitated.

"Be quick, the sooner the better! In this heart, I always feel very unsteady, these days, something must happen......"

"Yes, the slave will do it!"

The bead curtain sounded in her ears, and just as Mingyue was about to walk out of the palace door, the person on the couch suddenly said to her: "Come back!" ”

"Master, do you still have orders?"

She raised her hand, pulled out a key from her bun, and personally took out a gold box, opened it with a "click", and took out a gold sachet with autumn fragrance patterns.

"You take this with you."

"If he doesn't want to come, show him, and he will understand."

Mingyue frowned slightly.

But in an instant, she hung her head.

"Yes, the slave will not be dishonored!"

Qionghua Palace.

Inside the main hall.

Since Qi's leg was injured, Emperor Yin has come to visit every day.

But every time Emperor Yin came, the concubines always followed aside, and greeted the Qi family with warmth, and the friendship of concern was so that even Guan Yan couldn't help but be moved.

"Phew! Hypocritical! ”

After the group left, Qi got up from the bed.

She forced her elbow on her body, lifted the curtain and poked her head out, looking in the direction of the door of the temple. An originally charming little face, but at this moment, it looks extremely white.

"Go and see, has the emperor left?"

"Did you go to that slut's temple?"

Guan Yan knew the ending early, but just stood still.

"Master, every time the emperor comes to us recently, he will go to sit next door. But then again, in the end, we come first, and the good concubine comes last, so don't be angry. ”

As soon as these words came out, Qi was extremely jealous.

On those pale faces, a flush of anger appeared.

"I can't keep the emperor, stepping on my throne, what kind of ability is it! I just can't see it...... She looks like a fake ghost! ”

"Master, don't be angry."

"No matter what's the good concubine, she can't go beyond you, and when you get better, are you afraid that she won't succeed?"

The maidservant brought a bowl of white porcelain cups, and Qi's bed was immediately filled with a fishy smell of medicine.

Guan Yan scooped up a small spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it.

"Slave and maid will wait for you to drink the medicine."

"Get out! I don't want to drink it! Bitter death......"

The waiter looked embarrassed.

"The doctor said, your ankle is seriously injured, if you don't drink medicine, how can this be healed? The emperor loves to see you dance, if this foot leaves a disability, then ......"

Before she finished speaking, the person on the couch gave her a cold look.

When he spoke again, Qi's tone softened a lot.

"Bring it."

A fishy smell greeted me.

Qi pinched his nose, picked up the white porcelain cup, and poured it down his throat hard.

"Phew! What a medicine, so bad to drink. ”

Guan Yan presents a stack of snowflake sugar cakes.

"Since ancient times, good medicine is bitter, and the more bitter this medicine is, the greater the effect of the medicine, and the faster your illness will get better."

"Humph!"

The man on the couch pursed his lips, picked up a piece of candy, and sipped it carefully.

"Count you as acquaintances!"

Inside the main hall.

Emperor Yin had just left.

The concubine stood at the entrance of the palace, looking at the direction of the palace gate, her expression was stunned, and a little tears appeared in her eyes.

She fetched a cloak and tied it for her.

"Master, the emperor will come again tomorrow, take care of yourself."

A tear slipped down the concubine's cheek.

"You know what?"

"Every time the emperor comes, he goes to visit that bewitching goods first! I also came to the main shrine, but I didn't stay overnight...... In terms of origin, appearance, and temperament, this palace is a step above her. ”

As she spoke, her tone was sad.

"Could it be that in the end, the prosperity and decline of this palace still depend on that kind of person?!"

"No!"

In the long sleeves, a pair of slender hands are clenched into fists, and the bone joints gurgle.

"Mother, you are angry."

Yu Ya knew that it was not good, and hurriedly persuaded, "The emperor is pitiful to her, after all...... She couldn't dance anymore. ”

was reminded by the maidservant, and the corner of the concubine's eyes fluttered.

"Does she know the news?"

"I shouldn't know that on the night of the accident, the emperor issued an order that no one should tell her. Fortunately, her popularity is very poor, and no one visits the palaces except for gifts and condolences. ”

She glanced at her master, and her tone was hesitant.

"Shall we ......?"

Unexpectedly, the good concubine waved her hand.

"Don't worry, now that it's time for disaster relief, the emperor still needs people from the previous dynasty to do things, and the household department is a key point, and it can't be moved."

Thinking of this, her tone suddenly became fierce.

"When the relief is over, I'll take a moment to tell her."

Yuya pursed her lips and smiled.

"Yes, the slave knows."

She glanced left and right, saw that there was no one around, leaned over, and whispered, "Did she drink the medicine?" ”

"Don't worry, someone is persuading you."

"That's good!"

The clenched hands slowly let go.

She turned her back and looked faintly at the window, her hair swaying in her bun, and the shadows cast on the lattice by the candlelight looked like ghosts.