Concubine Wan Gui stroked the jade Ruyi and said slowly: "You only know one but not the other."
Lu Zhihe was startled: "Please ask my mother and concubine for advice."
"Your father has secretly ordered the Needle Industry Bureau to make phoenix robes. What do you think your father means by this?" Concubine Wan Gui asked her son with a smile as she took a sip of tea.
Lu Zhihe was overjoyed: "Is what my mother and concubine said true? Father, is this... is this going to..."
"It's good that you know," Concubine Wan Gui cut off Lu Zhihe's words with a smile, and added, "It's just that Empress Chunxiao has recently passed away, and the Empress Dowager is ill in bed again. Even if your father has made up his mind, at this moment It is inconvenient to make this public, so as not to be known as a cold-blooded person. At this time, your father is promoting Prince Huai one after another and re-employing the Xu family’s children. Isn’t it just to make it easier to block Youyou’s mouth in the future? "
Lu Zhihe nodded hurriedly, and was so happy that he couldn't keep his head together: "Yes, yes, my son finally understands now. It's great! My mother and concubine have been wronged for so many years and now they can finally see it." The moon is bright! I am really happy for my mother and concubine!”
Concubine Wan Gui curled her lips, patted Lu Zhihe's hand gently and said: "During this period, you and your uncle should be more peaceful and obey your father's orders in everything. At this time, you can't Something went wrong again, is it clear?"
"Yes, after my mother and concubine pointed it out, I know very well that I am just a mere Xu Qingzhou, how can I take him seriously?" Lu Zhihe was so happy that he didn't know how to get better, and excitedly held Concubine Wan Gui's hand. Holding his hand, he choked and said, "Mother, concubine, we finally got through it, and all these years of hard work are not in vain."
"Yes, I finally waited." Concubine Wan Gui sighed and patted her son's hand.
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Royal study room.
Zhao Ruhai came in with a cup of stewed snow clams with red dates and white fungus. Lu Mingwei had lost a lot of weight in the past few months. Zhao Ruhai was so anxious that he went to the imperial kitchen every day to watch the imperial chef stew supplements for Lu Mingwei.
"Did Yu Ruyi send it to Concubine Wan Gui?" Lu Mingwei asked Zhao Ruhai while looking at the fold.
"Yes, Concubine Wan Gui has accepted Yu Ruyi. Concubine Wan Gui is grateful and said that she will cook the food in person today and invite Master Long Live to the Yanxi Palace for dinner," Zhao Ruhai said as he bowed and put the stew pot on the table. On the dragon table, he whispered, "Long live Lord, please rest for a while and drink this cup of stewed snow clams with red dates and white fungus."
Lu Mingwei put down the folding bag in his hand, picked up the soup spoon, and while eating the stew, he looked at Zhao Ruhai: "Has Prince Bao passed away again today?"
"Yes, when I left the Yanxi Palace, the imperial concubine sent someone to invite Prince Bao into the palace. I am afraid that Prince Bao is still talking to the imperial concubine in the Yanxi Palace right now." Zhao Ruhai bowed.
Lu Mingwei snorted coldly and said nothing. He finished the stew in a tea cup and put down the spoon. Then he asked Zhao Ruhai: "How is the situation at the needlework bureau?"
Zhao Ruhai said hurriedly: "In reply to Master Long Live, everyone in the needlework bureau is carefully preparing the shroud for the Queen Mother. I just went to take a look. The embroiderers in the needlework bureau are all busy, and no one dares to be lazy. "
"The Queen Mother is seriously ill. I'm afraid she won't recover this time. It's time to prepare in advance. It's time to celebrate." Lu Mingwei sighed, his eyes full of uncontrollable sadness. "The Queen has recently been mourned, and the Queen Mother is seriously ill again." , I hope the Queen Mother can spend another New Year’s Eve with me.”