As soon as she appeared, the harmonious atmosphere among the few people immediately became a little stiff.
These days, Nan Yan can be considered to be able to control her emotions and expressions, but facing her, she couldn't help but suppress a smile on her face, and her expression slowly sank.
She turned her head and looked at the river.
Only Xu Miaoyin, still maintaining a calm expression, nodded to her: "Concubine Li is here too."
"yes."
"I heard that you are sick these days, are you better?"
"Thank you empress for your concern, my concubine is much better now."
"That's good," Xu Miaoyin said, and glanced at her out of the corner of her eye: "Take a good rest and don't walk around. You haven't gone out these days, and your illness will be cured, so this illness is also looking for someone."
"..."
Hearing these words, the mask-like smile on Feng Shu's face froze slightly.
And Xu Miaoyin has turned her head lightly, just like Nan Yan, looking at the misty river.
"..."
Feng Shu stood behind them, the stiff smile on her face was almost unbearable.
What Xu Miaoyin said was obviously mocking her.
She knew very well that Xu Miaoyin, as a queen, seldom expressed her hostility to others openly, even for people like Concubine Kang, Xu Miaoyin's attitude towards her was nothing to blame.
But she is like this to herself.
Of course, Nan Yan also felt Xu Miaoyin's attitude. She leaned on the fence and glanced at Xu Miaoyin, but saw the empress pointing to the mountain in front of her and asking, "What mountain is that?"
Nan Yan hurriedly told her.
Since she was a child, she listened to her traveling grandmother talking about the past. Although she never left home, she had already traveled to famous mountains and rivers in her heart. After getting to know Zhu Feng, she also walked around with him, gaining a lot of insight.
Therefore, I can answer Xu Miaoyin's question.
The two talked for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious again.
However, the wind was cold on the deck after all, and after a while, the two of them couldn't bear it any longer. Zhu Chengxuan watched from the side and said softly: "Queen Mother, Royal Concubine, it's better to go back to the cabin. It's really cold outside, be careful of catching a cold."
"Also."
Xu Miaoyin nodded, and went back to the cabin with Nanyan.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Feng Shu still standing behind her.
Xu Miaoyin frowned slightly: "Are you still there?"
This sentence was naturally another obvious irony, and Feng Shu's face turned even paler.
However, she still smiled and said: "Concubine, there are some things I want to say to the imperial concubine."
"..."
Nan Yan frowned slightly and glanced at her.
Does she have something to say to herself
What can I say
Could it be that, like before, he wanted to come to him, let him "cooperate" with her, and share Zhu Feng's favor
Not to mention, Zhu Feng has never been inseparable, and the tricks she played alone touched the taboo of everyone in the harem.
Nan Yan said lightly, "I'm tired."
After finishing speaking, he turned to Xu Miaoyin and said, "Empress Empress, let's go in."
"Um."
Seemingly satisfied with her attitude, Xu Miaoyin nodded, and the two of them walked into the cabin together without looking at Feng Shu.
Feng Shu stood where she was, watching their backs leave.
She clenched her teeth, and slowly clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves, the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.
It's not that she doesn't know that the entire harem, almost all the concubines, are hostile to her.
However, when Si Nanyan was so favored back then, and Zhu Feng loved Yikun Palace day and night, and almost never pampered other concubines, everyone didn't treat her like they did now.
These days, when I was sick, Concubine Kang, Gao Yurong, and their minions would "pass by" my room every day and say some sarcastic words loudly.
Originally, in order to get Zhu Feng back, she made herself ill, it was just a means.
However, Zhu Feng did not come back.
Coupled with the sarcasm and embarrassment of these people, she really fell ill.
These days, nestled in that almost drafty room, she has never felt so tormented, even if she experienced so much pain when she was a child, she never felt it.
Only during this time, she felt sad.
However, she hasn't given up yet!
Zhu Feng is hers, belongs to her alone, she absolutely cannot let him go back to Si Nanyan's side!
She said slowly, "I won't make it easy for you!"
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Although she faced Feng Shu indifferently, after returning to her room, Nan Yan became restless again.
After all, they haven't fully figured out what this woman is going to do.
What on earth is she going to tell herself
Could it be, something important
Thinking of this, she hesitated again, thinking whether she should go back to Feng Shu again, to see what she wanted to tell her.
And at this moment, there was a familiar, crisp "Aww" sound.
Looking up, Aunt Tongyun came in with Xinping in her arms.
As soon as she saw her daughter, Nan Yan immediately showed a comfortable smile on her face, and seeing her mother, Xiaoxin Ping eagerly reached out to her: "What, what!"
Aunt Tongyun smiled and said: "Madam, the little princess still accepts her mother."
Nan Yan smiled, took her daughter over, felt a heavy weight on her arm, and said immediately, "Oh, why is it so heavy again?"
Aunt Tongyun said: "I just had milk at the nanny's place."
"Eat so much, little pig!"
"Woo hoo."
Xiaoxinping is almost one year old, and he can almost understand what adults say. When he heard someone call him a pig, he immediately pursed his lips in displeasure.
Nan Yan smiled and took a sip of incense from her.
Smelling the fresh smell on her body, she said, "Have you taken a bath?"
"That's right," Aunt Tongyun said, "I originally planned not to wash it today, but the little princess crawled on the ground for a long time while no one was paying attention. Her hands and feet were covered with dust, and her clothes were dirty. If she was not allowed to play, she would still wash it." If you want to cry, the slave girl sees that this is not good, so she takes her to take a bath."
"Alright. It smells delicious."
Nan Yan smiled, grabbed her daughter's fleshy little hand, and kissed it.
However, when she saw her daughter's palm, she frowned again: "Auntie, why are her hands still dusty?"
"Huh? Didn't you wash it clean?"
Aunt Tongyun came over, took the little princess's hand and wiped it, and then said: "Mother, this is not ash."
"oh?"
Nan Yan frowned, carefully pulled Xin Ping's hand away, and looked at her tender little palm.
I wiped it several times, but it couldn't be wiped clean.
It turned out that there was some gray lumps in her palm, not dust.
Aunt Tongyun looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "Ma'am, this seems to be a birthmark."