Feng Wanyue's eyebrows moved slightly, and she muttered slightly, "If such a trivial matter can't be handled well, then he might as well be the king of this country." ”

Pearl was embarrassed, but still continued, "The harem concubines have all received Long'en rain and dew, and there will be newcomers entering the palace after the beginning of spring next year, Young Master Su has a big heart, but it doesn't mean that he won't be sad, and Miss Su, if she comes back, then ......"

"It's a big problem."

“……”

"The Su family kid may be able to be nameless and undivided all the time, but the emperor can't always want the emperor's heir, but after all, this is a matter between the two of them, and it is useless for the mourning family to discuss more with you, what happens in the future depends on their creation."

"The slave just thinks it's too unfair."

There are countless women around Helian Xiao, but Su Zimiao is a son-in-law who grew up in a honey pot, and in terms of status, scheming, etc., no matter how you look at it, it is a loss.

Besides, the body is not clean......

Feng Wanyue, who was a mother-born single dog in her previous life and present life, did not think about these twists and turns in her heart.

She opened her lips lightly, and her voice was soft, "The mourning family calculated that the Su family kid had a peach blossom catastrophe in his life, and only the emperor could solve it, so he signed that marriage to him, and he may not think of what you are worried about, so you don't need to fight for him." ”

“…… Yes, the slave and maid understood. The pearl lowered her eyes, just hiding the loss under her eyes.

Today, he didn't take the phoenix, followed by more than a dozen palace people.

But before they could reach Weiyang Palace, Mei Zhaoyuan chased after them from behind.

"The concubine invites the Queen Mother Jin'an."

"What?"

Mei Zhaoyuan put away her curtsy salute, covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled, "Queen Mother, are you going to Sister Jiang's Furong Xuan?" ”

"Hmm."

"The concubine happens to be on the same road as you, and the concubine thinks that since the concubine will raise the emperor's eldest son in the future, it is better to take care of some Jiang Meiren during this time."

Hearing this, the corners of Feng Wanyue's mouth slowly hooked, as if she was smiling, "Are you showing off to the mourning family?" ”

“……”

"Although the emperor has decreed that you should raise the dragon heir in Jiang Meiren's womb, if you have a bad character, the mourning family can also make the decision to choose another virtuous mother for you, or do you really think that you are a thing, and you dare to make a mistake in front of the mourning family!"

“…… The queen mother was angry, and the concubines did not dare. ”

Mei Zhaoyuan, who got carried away, looked at the pair of peach blossom eyes that were quenched with ice, and the whole person was like an ice cellar.

She knelt down subconsciously, and her knees made a plopping sound on the ground, "Minister, concubine is just ...... It's just that I'm too happy, so I got carried away for a while and begged the Queen Mother to calm her anger. ”

Feng Wanyue glanced at her with lowered eyes, and her tone was indifferent and detached, "Jiang Meiren is inconvenient to see guests, and the mourning family will order that no one is allowed to visit, instead of showing off everywhere, you should first think about how to explain to Yun Guifei." ”

“……”

Until the little queen mother and her party left in a majestic manner, Mei Zhaoyuan, who was cold, still had palpitations.

The personal palace maid Hua Sui helped her up, "Niangniang, let's go back, the queen mother's eyes are so scary, and the slave is afraid and worried about you." ”

Mei Zhaoyuan was so frightened that she was weak.

Letting the other party caress her, she buzzed and said with trembling lips, "The Queen Mother is right, this palace almost forgot about Concubine Yun, let's ...... We have also called ourselves sick and closed our doors these days, so we will ...... first Let's go back first. ”

*

Hibiscus Xuan.

Just standing in front of the courtyard, Feng Wanyue could feel a cold resentment.

Si'er knelt on the ground in panic, "Queen Mother, our master has just been sent back not long ago, and he hasn't woken up yet. ”