Feng Dusk did not return to the Regent's palace that night.

Ye Zhiwei didn't panic, arranged dinner, and used it with Ling Yu and Ye Huai'an, in her opinion, they were all her own family, so she didn't deliberately emphasize any rules.

Ling Yu and Ye Huai'an are both cheerful people, and after dinner, they watched the two children running around in the courtyard, and there was laughter in the courtyard.

Ye Zhiwei looked at everything in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh silently: I'm afraid that there are not many days like this to be leisurely.

Early the next morning, she had just had breakfast, and Xiaolian came in and replied: "The prince is back." ”

Ye Zhiwei immediately got up to greet her, and just after going down the steps, she saw Feng Duhan wearing a dragon brocade robe entering the courtyard.

I haven't seen it all night, I don't know if it's her illusion, the wind and twilight in front of her seem to be more majestic than usual, the phoenix eyes are half-closed, and the look is radiant.

"How's going in the palace?" Ye Zhiwei asked.

Twilight didn't answer right away, instead reaching out and pulling up a strand of hair from her sideburns.

“…… Twilight? This silence for him made her heart faintly uneasy.

"Nothing." Feng Dusk Han faintly spoke, "Everything is fine in the palace. He looked at her fixedly, as if he wanted to drown her in his eyes.

Ye Zhiwei's heart couldn't help but move: something must have happened in the palace.

At this moment, Chuan Ming appeared behind Feng Duhan and said, "Lord Wang, they have all arrived." ”

Ye Zhiwei was stunned, "Who?" Who are they referring to?

Feng Duhan answered vaguely, but he reached out and grabbed her shoulder, "Go to the study for your husband first, and come over at noon to accompany you to dinner." ”

Ye Zhiwei smiled, "It's okay, if you have something to do, you can be busy first, I can go and accompany my mother......"

"Nope." For some reason, Twilight suddenly interrupted her, "Today you just need to accompany your husband." ”

Feng Duhan hurriedly changed his clothes and left the courtyard with Chuan Ming.

Ye Zhiwei took care of the affairs of the house and gradually discovered some clues.

The subordinates in the house acted and spoke very carefully today, especially the stewards in the front yard, one by one, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they all lowered their eyes when they talked to her, and they didn't even dare to look at her, and even the few little guys who often played treasure in front of her on weekdays were all honest.

After presiding over the house, Ye Zhiwei found Liu Yan and said: "You go to the front yard to inquire, see who is in the house, if someone asks about you, you say that it is my order to ask if you want to keep guests to eat in the house at noon." ”

Liu Yan took the order, and ran back after a while, with a frightened face.

"All the officials who came from the front yard were officials from the DPRK and China, and the robes and official uniforms were all third-grade officials."

Ye Zhiwei was also a little surprised when she heard this, "Have you heard why they came?" ”

Liu Yan leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "The slave heard that the emperor wrote an edict of abdication. ”

Ye Zhiwei was so shocked that she almost bit her tongue.

He ...... He really ......, "Actually, even when Xia Xiaomo repeatedly mentioned to her that she wanted to give up the throne before, she laughed it off.

Even if he doesn't care about state affairs, there will naturally be ministers below to help him, this position is not something that can be asked for, but I didn't expect him to really be willing to give it up.

But after thinking about it again, Xia Xiaomo is now completely different, the Empress Dowager has passed away, and the old man Xia has also left half a month before the Empress Dowager died.

And what he wants is to live the life he wants.

She sat on the big kang by the window, looking at the gorgeous autumn sun in the courtyard, and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, she understood one thing, the future regent palace would no longer be an ordinary regent palace, and so many ministers would come to visit, it must be related to the succession to the throne.

Now the only person in the palace who can inherit the throne is the king of England who has gone to the fief.

But if Xia Xiaomo had simply written an edict of abdication, these ministers would not have traveled so nervously and frequently between the palaces.

She sat by the window in a daze, and before she knew it, it was past noon, and Xiaolian came in several times to ask her when she was going to eat, but she didn't hear it.

By the time she felt hungry, the remnant sun outside had already begun to turn westward.

Feng Duhan didn't know when he entered the courtyard, and the figure of Ying Ting stood in front of the window, and the golden sunset seemed to be gilded around him.

He looked at her, a faint smile on his lips, not as cold as before.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.

Ye Zhiwei blinked, came back to her senses, and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, "I'm thinking about things......"

Feng Duhan entered the house, did not rush to change clothes, but first let the subordinate set the meal, took her hand and pressed her to the table, "My husband is also busy for a day, and I promised to accompany you for lunch, but I lost my words." ”

Ye Zhiwei smiled, "It's okay, I know you have a lot of things in front of you." ”

"Vile." Wind Twilight said in a quiet tone, calling her softly.

"What?" Ye Zhiwei felt that he was a little strange, and obviously said that he wanted to eat with him, but now he was sitting here and watching himself in a daze.

"The emperor wrote an edict of abdication."

"I know." Ye Zhiwei said, "I didn't worry when you just left, so I asked Liu Yan to inquire about the news." ”

"The emperor also left an edict of succession."

"Huh?" Ye Zhiwei didn't react for a while, "He left the seat to the British king?" ”

Twilight was silent for a moment, "He left that son to his husband. ”

The chopsticks slid down Ye Zhiwei's palm.

Ye Zhiwei opened her big eyes and stared blankly at Feng Duhan, "Who did it give it to?" ”

Feng Duhan chuckled silently, "Wei'er, from now on, you don't have to worry that someone will separate us, and your husband will never go to the battlefield again, you just need to be good and stay by your husband's side every night, and we will stay together until we are old in this life, do you say?" ”

Ye Zhiwei's nose was slightly sour, she didn't expect Feng Duhan to say such a thing.

That dragon chair, I don't know how many people dream of it, for it, I don't know how many people have died, for it, I don't know how many people's blood has been stained.

In the previous life, they chose to retreat, but they were swept away by the undercurrent of power, so in this life, he wanted to change their fate so desperately.

But who can guess that the reason that drove him to fight for it was just to be able to stay with her gray hair.

"You should go?" Ye Zhiwei suddenly realized a problem, although the emperor's edict has been issued, but Feng Duhan is not the prince and grandson after all, and it is inevitable that some ministers in the court will have crooked thoughts, and maybe soon someone will want to pull the king out and oppose him.

Twilight smiled disdainfully, "What do you think a husband should do?" ”

The little fox blinked, smiled slyly, dipped his fingertips in the tea, and wrote the word "push" on the table.

Feng Duhan laughed loudly, "Wei'er is very good for her husband, and I order you to sleep tonight, there must be no mistake!" ”

Ye Zhiwei was ashamed and annoyed when she heard him so loudly, and stretched out her foot and kicked it under the table.

Feng Duhan grabbed her ankle, her eyes were dark, and she said jokingly: "Wei'er, don't worry, let's eat with my husband first." ”