In the past few days, she has been thinking about the days when Feng Huali has been away, and this is clearly the afternoon of an eighty-year-old lady. Feng Hua is only twenty years away from now, and she doesn't want to live the life of an old man so soon.

So Feng Huali planned to find something to do for herself, in order to plan for this boring day. No matter what, she is still a palace maid in the palace. Everyone outside was busy repairing the palace, and Feng Huali also planned to do his part.

Feng Huali walked on the road outside Dongfu Palace, there were many bricks and tiles on the roadside, Feng Huali also picked up a tile, but as soon as her hand touched the tile, she immediately had a maid come over and snatched the work in her hand, and the maid gasped and said: "My lord, you are not in good health, it is better to take care of your body." Let's do this kind of menial work. ”

Feng Huali glanced down at the piled up glazed tiles, sighed slightly, and said the same, with his current body, this brick and tile seems to be too laborious. Feng Huali looked up, only to see that there were lanterns hanging everywhere, it was not possible to move bricks and tiles or something, to hang a lantern or something, Feng Huali could still do it.

So Feng Huali lifted a lantern and fixed the ladder, but unfortunately before she stepped on it, someone rushed over to block her. One persuaded her to go away from the ladder, another snatched the lantern from her hand, and another flattered, "This lantern has to be hung so high, and you can't do such a dangerous thing yourself." ”

Feng Huali glanced up at the eaves, she could understand that these people were robbing their own work. Feng Huali glanced at them: "What's wrong with you, what have you heard?" ”

Such things can be known when asked, not known when asked, and known by threats. Now the maidservants in the palace all know that when the emperor is outside, Lord Feng is by the emperor's side and takes care of him meticulously, and they all say that Feng Huali is the "wife of the dregs and hair" of the slave and maid, and Feng Huali's identity should be terrible in the future.

What's more, when he came back that day, he sat directly with the emperor, although it was not a court, but it was still difficult for people not to guess, although the emperor always kept silent about whether to give Feng Hua the concubine, and his attitude was very resolute.

But in the eyes of everyone, they all felt that even if Feng Huali couldn't be the imperial concubine, she would be a big celebrity around the emperor, and her words would definitely be important to the affairs of the harem, so the palace maids tried their best to please Feng Huali.

Feng Huali sighed helplessly, sure enough, he still couldn't keep a low profile, even in such a special time, he still couldn't stop people's enthusiasm for gossiping about each other. There was nothing to do here, so Feng Huali walked all the way north to see what else could be done.

Only then did she realize that the palace was not only being renovated on the road, but also beginning to be lit up everywhere, which was red, green, and green, and I don't know what was going on. Feng Hua waved to the two palace maids who walked by, and the two hurriedly walked over respectfully: "What do you have to say?" ”

Feng Huali pointed to the red ribbon wrapped around the tree and asked, "What are you doing, are there any happy events recently?" ”

"Have you forgotten, my lord," the maidservant girl looked at her suspiciously, "the Spring Festival will be in a week, and although the palace is a little broken, of course this festive ornament is still indispensable." ”

Feng Huali patted his head, he was really confused, Yuedi told him about it a few days ago, and he actually forgot about it after a sleep. It can't be that after so many days of idleness, my brain is a little uneasy. Feng Huali glanced at the other servant girl beside her, and said casually, "What are you holding in your arms?" ”

"Lord Feng spare your life, Lord Feng spare your life!" The slave was frightened and lost her three souls and six spirits, and threw out the things wrapped in her arms, she panicked and cried, "I won't dare next time, Lord Feng, please spare me this time......"

Feng Hua was stunned, he couldn't imagine that there would be such an unexpected gain. Feng Huali glanced at the woman who kowtowed and apologized, lightly picked up the red cloth baggage, and then sat down on the stone on the side, slowly unfolding it on her lap, only to see that it was full of all kinds of jewelry.

This jewelry style is high-end, and it is generally an object that only the concubines in the palace can have, and it is by no means like their own. And Fang Cai himself was scared like this just by casually asking, presumably this thing was stolen. Feng Huali sneered: "Say, which palace stole it." ”

"Yes...... It's in the palace of Xiang Guifei—" The woman said with a sob.

Feng Hua was out of touch with his fingers, and almost scattered the jewelry on the ground. Feng Huali frowned, Concubine Xiang had such a high status, she dared to steal her jewelry, unless she died. Or, what happened to Xiang Guifei now. Feng Huali looked at the woman and asked coldly, "How is Concubine Xiang lately?" ”

The maid was stunned: "What? ”

"The answer is yes." Feng Huali said impatiently.

The maid nodded: "Since the news of the emperor's death came......"

The palace became a pot of porridge, and everyone wanted to leave the palace with something valuable, although there were still many guards, but there was always something missing. She found an opportunity to steal these jewels from Concubine Xiang's room, and the court is now in chaos, and Concubine Xiang can't find anyone to help her find the whereabouts of this jewel.

As for how Xiang Guifei has been recently, she has not been very good since the emperor left, and it was extremely bad a few days ago. Xiang Guifei is often infected with wind and cold, her body is getting worse and worse, and she can't eat, and she has lost a lot of weight recently, I heard that she is as thin as a skeleton, and the emperor is scared away and doesn't want to see her.

"Go back." Feng Huali pondered and said, except for the last sentence Feng Huali was sure that it was not true, he didn't know anything else. After all, Concubine Xiang was the first woman she had befriended in the palace, and she was also a very kind woman, so Feng Huali had to visit her.

So Feng Hua left all the way to the palace of Xiang Guifei, and the originally prosperous palace was also a little dilapidated, and the lanterns hanging on looked a little sour. When Feng Huali saw this situation, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Half a month has passed, and the palace has not been repaired, could it be that those people deliberately did not repair it. Feng Huali walked in, and just happened to see Caihe hanging a lantern and jumping down from under the tree. Caihe's smile froze the moment she saw Feng Huali, she stepped forward, looked at Feng Huali who didn't know how to greet and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Caihe's tone is not good, presumably because of his relationship with the emperor. Feng Huali smiled and said, "I heard that your mother is sick, I want to come and see her." ”

Caihe looked at her sideways, and she said lightly: "Our mother is fine, please go back, adult." ”

Feng Huali hurriedly grabbed her: "Just see you." ”

Caihe gave her a deep look, and then went in to report. It took a while for her to come out, and then reluctantly led Feng Huali in. It was a little dim inside, the windows didn't seem to be repaired, and cold air was constantly pouring in. Although there is a charcoal fire inside, the temperature is no different from the outside.

The quilt covered by Xiang Guifei was a little thin, and Feng Huali felt a little cold just by looking at it, so it was no wonder that she was infected with the wind cold. Feng Huali stepped forward and said with some concern: "How can you cover such a thin quilt in this weather...... Feng Huali turned to Yuedi and said, "You go and bring someone to fetch the bed and the thick quilt." ”

Yuedi hurriedly went to buy it, Xiang Guifei glanced at her and chuckled: "Are you pitying me?" ”

"How so?" Feng Huali sat next to her, probably because of the change in circumstances, Xiang Guifei was not as confident as she was at the beginning, and even had an inferiority complex in front of herself, "Why don't you change the bed quilt, as a concubine, you won't even have a bed quilt, right?" ”

Concubine Xiang lowered her eyes, the thick quilt was stolen by thieves, but the Internal Affairs Palace was in a hurry, and I am afraid that I have to find the emperor for this matter. But now Concubine Xiang doesn't even want to see the emperor, she doesn't want her to see her like this.

Seeing that she didn't want to say it, Feng Huali didn't force it. After being silent for a long time, Feng Huali said, "I'm going to marry the emperor." Feng Huali has always wanted to tell her this news, after all, among so many concubines in this palace, Feng Huali is the only one who is a friend, so if she wants to turn against her in the future, Feng Huali is also mentally prepared.

Concubine Xiang chuckled, she was not surprised by this result. From the emperor's eyes when he looked at Feng Huali, Concubine Xiang clearly understood that the emperor was sincere to this woman, and she completely lost. Concubine Xiang and so many women clearly understand that the emperor and them are just playing on the spot.

It's only to blame that he fell in love with the wrong person at the beginning, and he didn't listen to the dissuasion of his family, but he wanted to marry such a man who was the supreme of the Ninety-Five. Concubine Xiang looked at Feng Huali and said, "If you win, this palace will not stop you." ”

Feng Huali said: "I never thought about who I wanted to win, I just felt that among so many women in this harem, you are my only friend, so I wanted to come and talk to you." "As for blocking or something, even if she really has a plan, Feng Huali will not let her succeed.

Concubine Xiang smiled self-deprecatingly: "There are no friends in this harem, some are just interests and betrayals." ”

Feng Huali shook his head, the original concubine was kind and charitable, and it should be regarded as a clear stream in the harem. If everyone can have a peaceful state of mind like her, the harem will be much more normal: "I saved you so many times, if Niangniang was not Niangniang, I might not have saved you at the beginning." ”

Concubine Xiang was spared by her words, and she couldn't understand it.

Feng Huali smiled indifferently, and her voice suddenly became cold: "The original concubine Xiu had hope for everything, and it would not be like now, but she fell down with self-pity after being infected with some wind and cold, and if it continues like this, Niangniang will become a resentful woman in the deep palace like other men." ”