Xiao Shizi was a little eunuch who followed Xu Jing on errands. This morning, he was shaking his whisk and secretly yawning under the porch.
Without even opening his eyes, he heard the salute of the palace attendant coming from the palace gate. His tone was not as if he had seen the Crown Princess, but as if he had seen the King of Hell:
"Waifu, Crown Princess!"
The princess is back
It was as if a gust of wind with Bingsi'er was blowing into the East Palace, and the palace attendants who heard the cold wind breathed lightly, and their bodies became shorter.
Xiao Shizi's heart was tight, and he hurried forward to greet him:
"Blessed are the Crown Princess."
"Um."
The crown princess swept the palace path, and the red skirt of Haitang brushed lightly from the cobblestone path. The palace attendants on both sides of the path bowed their heads and saluted in their eyes, but felt that the red was full of frost and frost.
No one in the palace now knows that the master of the eastern palace is at odds, and the prince concubine threw her sleeves and left the palace.
The Crown Princess didn't return for a few days, but today is considered to be back. What will happen next, I can't say for sure.
Seeing the back of the Crown Princess heading straight to the main hall, Xiao Shizi sent someone to tell Xu Jing that he was standing at the door of the hall, listening to the movement with pricked ears.
The prince is ill, and if the prince concubine does anything, and the prince calls for help, he has to roll up his sleeves and rush in first.
Xiao Shizi waited for half a column of incense, and couldn't wait to scratch his head.
- Why is there no movement inside
Inside the hall.
Song Piantao watched Feng Yuexian come in, wearing a red dress with butterflies, flowers and begonias and a red cross-collar, which was extremely charming, but her face was cold.
His lips were slightly pursed, and there was a feeling of being a thousand miles away.
Song Piantao saw Feng Yuexian looking over, her eyes were fixed on herself, and she moved away.
An unbearable silence spread across the hall.
09 scratched his head: "Feng Yuexian is not angry anymore, or is he still angry?"
Song Pian didn't answer, and she couldn't understand Feng Yuexian's mind right now.
However, Feng Yuexian's pride was in her eyes. If she didn't pass a ladder over today, she would be relieved, and she would have to show her petty temper again.
Song Pian greeted her and stopped at a position more than one meter in front of Feng Yuexian's body, maintaining a social distance and not being too intimate.
She raised a smile and said:
"I was about to send Xu Jing to the General's Mansion to say hello. If you don't want Yue Xian, you should go back to the palace first."
Song Pian counted the time, expecting Feng Yuexian to be empty at this time, and said:
"Have you had breakfast? Have some with me?"
Feng Yue caressed her sleeves leisurely, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, her face was light, and she did not speak.
Xue Qing looked at her eyes and stepped forward:
"Prince Concubine Wanfu, the prince is thinking of you."
"Let's not talk about it. The chefs in the general's house can't make some of your favorite snacks. The prince was still talking about asking Xu Jing to send the recipe."
Feng Yuexian looked at Xueqing, with a pair of wonderful eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling:
"Huh? The prince is afraid that I will not be used to living in the General's Mansion?"
Even sent the recipe over, for fear that he wanted to eat cakes and wanted to go back to the palace
Xue Qing didn't know which cat's tail she stepped on, and looked at Song Piantao a little helplessly.
Song Pian was helpless and said carefully:
"You go back to the general's mansion to visit the old general. This is a kind of filial piety, but you can't let you suffer grievances for your filial piety."
Xueqing didn't know the scene in the Mingshou Palace, and how could she see Feng Yuexian's twisting thoughts - to be honest, even her client was not sure about Feng Yuexian's thoughts.
What is Feng Yuexian thinking at this moment
In that room, the palace attendant carefully began to arrange breakfast.
Vegetarian lotus root, Yipin Guanyan, chicken soup dumplings, peach bamboo shoots porridge, and various side dishes are all over the table.
In the end, the small kitchen winked a little, and placed two sets of tableware.
Song Pianyao defined Feng Yuexian's behavior as filial piety, Feng Yuexian's eyes moved lightly, but he still looked like he couldn't get in.
She has a good color, even with her lips hooked and a cold face on her face, it only makes people feel that the black twigs and red plums in the cold spring have been washed by the snow, and the fragrance is absolutely cold.
It is more and more suitable for the soul-returning plum that day.
Song Piantao pulled back her thoughts and continued to hand Feng Yuexian the ladder:
"Today, I have your favorite soup dumplings. I don't eat them very often. It would be a pity if it was left cold."
Feng Yue swayed slightly between her temples, as if she meant to turn her head to take a look.
But soon, Bu Yao couldn't stop shaking. The owner of Bu Yao rolled his eyes and glanced at Song Pian:
"I didn't expect that the prince would need someone to accompany him to eat."
Song Pian was dumbfounded for a while.
Isn't it a part of social etiquette to politely ask other people if they want to eat together
But seeing that Feng Yuexian was finally willing to move the cat jio and take a seat in front of the table, Song Pian touched the tip of his nose and followed, not daring to provoke the big cat again.
"His Royal Highness, are you and the prince reconciled now?"
After having breakfast and heading to Concubine Hui's residence, Yin Xue asked boldly.
The palace has also returned, and the meal is at the same table. Why does the master ignore the prince after leaving the dining table
The servants of the East Palace did not dare to make a sound when they walked, for fear of being caught by the Crown Princess and venting their anger—
These days have been so comfortable that they almost forgot that the Crown Princess disposed of the Prince's valet on the night of the wedding!
"reconcile?"
Feng Yue sat idle on the chariot, sneering, she didn't make up with Song Pian.
But it was Song Piantao who begged him to dine with her with his eyes, and she just sat down reluctantly.
Song Piantao was so clingy, she had to have someone to accompany her when she was eating.
But externally, the Crown Princess shook the big cat's ears and said firmly:
"Bengong and the prince respect each other like guests, how can we talk to each other."
Yinxue was stunned, respecting each other like a guest? who
The master who was so angry that he went back to his mother's house and the prince who didn't call his master back to the palace for a few days
... Don't say, thinking about it this way, the prince really respects the master's decision.
Yinxue was almost persuaded by Feng Yuexian.
Concubine Hui had sent someone to look for Feng Yuexian before, and Feng Yuexian came out to see her.
Originally, there was no need to rush to see Concubine Hui as soon as she came back, but Song Pian went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation after finishing her meal.
Feng Yue stayed idle in the East Palace, always feeling like a little pet just waiting for Song Pian to come back, strangely obedient.
As soon as she raised her eyebrows, she also set up the guard of honor and came out.
Concubine Hui's place was just the first time she took control of the palace, so she was not sure what to do, so she asked Feng Yuexian to go to assist the sixth palace.
Without the divine will, it is inconvenient for her to share power with other concubines.
But the prince and the concubine are of extremely high rank. In the harem of the queen without the queen mother, there is one of the best and most noble people of gold, calling Fengyue Xianlai, and no one can make a mistake.
To change to normal, Feng Yuexian really didn't look down on the harem, but in order to pass the time, she accompanied Concubine Hui to deal with affairs for half a day.
In addition to the chores on the side, it is the problem of expenses in the palace of the concubine Xian.
Concubine Xian has been in power for more than ten years, and Yixi Palace has always been the place where the glory and favor are accumulated.
At this time, Concubine Xian lost her power, and her extravagant expenses would naturally be cut back.
Feng Yuexian was not surprised when he saw that the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs reported on this matter.
If it wasn't for some difficult matter to carry the burden, Concubine Hui would not have sent someone to invite her.
In the final analysis, she was afraid of death, afraid that Concubine Xian would still turn over.
Feng Yuexian simply ordered things to go on neatly, and stipulated the fee of the concubine Xian to the second-rank concubine, and then left the concubine Hui.
Yinxue said, "Your Highness, Concubine Hui has done a disgraceful job today."
There was a lot of resentment in her words, and Concubine Hui actually used her master as a swordsman.
"It's just a poor person who is afraid of death." Feng Yuexian said lightly, not even interested in arguing with Concubine Hui.
"In the harem, which one has not been rubbed by the concubine Xian, the concubine Hui has endured all these years, and the momentum has been exhausted. In the control of the palace, I have no courage to step back, and only thinking about how to save my life is extremely miserable. already."
Yinxue was silent for a while, sighing leisurely.
She thinks more, if one of the crown princes is bad, the next one who has boiled down will be—
Bah, bah, you can't think wildly, the prince is better to live a hundred years.
Feng Yue Xian did not go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to find Song Pian.
She summoned the imperial doctor, and by asking the Ping An pulse, she asked Song Pian how his body was recovering.
After hearing what the imperial doctor said was acceptable, Feng Yuexian grabbed her big hairy tail, not happy, but still unhappy.
Song Piantao was fine, she was happy.
After she left, Song Pian was actually fine, so she was not happy.
In the evening, Xueqing and Yinbing were busy in front of the canopy bed, making the bed with the quilt.
Song Piantao read the idle book by the side with a peaceful expression.
The crown princess, who was in an extremely complicated mood and had no face revealed, held the chess pieces and made a decision.
"Drinking snow, go to the West Side Hall with this palace to sleep."
A slightly cold female voice sounded in the hall, shaking the candle shadow.
Yinxue, who was in front of the bed, turned back suddenly, with a confused expression.
Divide... In separate beds
Xue Qing carried the smoked cage and immediately looked at Song Pian.
The twisted shadow of the book stuck in Song Pian's slender hand.
She raised her eyes to look at Feng Yuexian, her lips slightly parted.