Finally, Shu Concubine's inner anger could not help erupting, "Ah!" She yelled out with all her strength, and the maidservants were so frightened that they knelt in a circle in the bedroom, no one dared to step forward to help her up, No one dared to dissuade anything. After all, she is also a concubine in the palace, and also Yang Tingfeng's biological mother, to be humiliated by a royal concubine at will, the grievance in her heart is getting stronger little by little, and she doesn't care about the pain of the five handprints on her face.
"They're all rubbish, get out, get out!" Shupin yelled loudly again, and threw all the things that could be smashed in the palace to express her anger. Concubine Shu struggled in the palace for a long time, and finally sat down tired and paralyzed. She was like a defeated rooster, who could only lick her wounds in her nest, and could not go out to publicize. The more she thought about it, the more wronged she was. He lay down on the table and burst into tears. Xin'er, her personal maid, felt distressed when she saw it, and walked forward cautiously, stroking Shu Concubine's trembling shoulders and comfortingly said: "Your Majesty, you should stop crying, it is best to calm down at this time."
Concubine Shu had cried enough, and after hearing Xin'er's words, she calmed down slowly, thinking that she couldn't suffer from being dumb, she had to find someone to make decisions for herself, and the person in the palace who could still suppress the imperial concubine was The emperor. So, she wiped away her tears and said to Xin'er: "Come here, and redress this palace, this palace is going to see the emperor."
"My concubine pays my respects to the emperor." After seeing the emperor, Shu Concubine respectfully saluted the emperor. Looking at her appearance, the emperor could probably guess why she came this time.
"This is the lotus root flour osmanthus sweet cake made by my concubine. The emperor is busy with business, so I must be hungry after this order. Come and try it." Shubi opened the food box she brought, and invited the emperor to taste it. The hall was filled with the aroma of lotus root flour sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the emperor felt hungry, so he put down the booklet in his hand and ate the cake slowly. The emperor loves to eat sweets the most on weekdays, and the concubine's craftsmanship in the palace is also good, the emperor tasted it and said, "Mmm, it tastes good, concubine Shu's craftsmanship is getting better and better."
When Concubine Shu saw the emperor praising the candy cake, she was overjoyed, and she must have started to complain, "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine just came to the concubine's bedroom for no reason... What did you say that Feng'er framed the fourth prince and beat the minister angrily?" Concubine, the concubine is panicking, what happened, why is the noble concubine so angry with the concubine."
"I received a letter saying that Yang Tingming and King Qinan joined forces." The emperor said lukewarmly, and the concubine Shu was very surprised and said: "This... how could this happen? The imperial concubine thought this matter was wind Did you get angry at me because of what I did? Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with Feng'er."
The emperor nodded and said: "I have my own sense of proportion in my heart, so there is no need for Concubine Shu to say more."
Concubine Shu has already proved her innocence to the emperor, no matter whether the emperor believes it or not, she has said what she should say anyway, and the grievance in her heart has been relieved a little.
The emperor then asked: "Is the marriage between Yang Tingfeng and Zhou Wanyi settled? When?"
When Concubine Shu heard that the emperor was concerned about Yang Tingfeng, she accepted it as soon as she saw it, and quickly followed the emperor's reply: "It's fixed, my concubine is about to tell you, it's fixed on the fifteenth day of next month."
The emperor put down the pastry, raised his head and said to Concubine Shu seriously: "Take care of your own affairs, the most urgent thing right now is to arrange Yang Tingfeng's marriage well, don't think too much about other things and you don't need to worry about them." The emperor said so , Concubine Shu could only say: "The concubine knows." She had no choice but to return to the palace.
King Qinan's mansion, when King Qinan decided to meet the Seventh Princess, Fenghuang was detained in the mansion of King Qinan and could not move around at will. Seeing King Qinan walking in, she couldn't help becoming vigilant, not knowing what he would do next , but she is calm and has long been used to being expressionless, which surprised King Qinan. When he saw Fenghuang's cold face, he thought in his heart: This seventh princess is also indifferent. Can't stop.
So he cleared his throat and said, "Don't worry, I have no relationship with you in the past and have no hatred in the near future, so I won't do anything to you. Although we have different positions, you are only in danger for Feng Renxian's spirit of seeking medicine." It really touched me, because of your filial piety, I will let you go, but..." He deliberately paused, and secretly glanced at Fenghuang from the corner of his eyes, wanting to see any changes in her expression, but Fenghuang was already in his heart. Guessing what his turning point was, he knew it well, and the antidote had already been stolen by Yang Tingjing, so he wouldn't panic, Fenghuang didn't even raise his head to look at him, as if he didn't hear it. King Qinan continued: "But I won't give you the antidote, so give up."
Fenghuang finally raised his head, smiled at him contemptuously, did not answer his words, but asked calmly, "Can I go?"
King Qinan sneered and said, "If you don't leave now, why don't you let me ask you to leave?"
Fenghuang curled his lips, this King Qinan is really uncertain. After Fenghuang left the Qinan Palace, she hurried back to the inn, all she could think about was how Feng Renxian's illness was. Seeing that Feng Renxian was still lying on the bed, but his complexion was much rosier than before, and he was no longer so pale and gloomy. Seeing that Feng Renxian had really improved a lot, he felt relieved and prayed for his father's quick recovery Get well.
It was dusk, Yang Tingjing hadn't come back yet, Fenghuang felt that the inn was suffocating, and with so many troubles recently, she couldn't go out for a long time, so she decided to go out for a walk, she She continued to walk forward, stepping on the turquoise slate, and her mood became better and better. When she walked into the downtown area, her good mood disappeared.
"Oh, the fourth prince, Yang Tingfeng, is really loyal. It's really not easy to fight against King Qinan." People's discussions reached Fenghuang's ears without warning, and some people echoed: "That's right, listen Said that in order to prepare for the war, he hasn't had a good rest for several days in a row."
"Yes, he is really a good prince. Because of him, we can be so at ease."... There were still people who kept on talking, Fenghuang couldn't listen anymore, and felt more and more disgusted, she chuckled in her heart and said: These people are really stupid. She shook her head and walked away quickly.
Back at the inn, the more Fenghuang thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't just let it go. Why should he let him be a good person? At this moment, a ghostly idea came to his mind, and Fenghuang thought of fooling Yang Tingming. Fenghuang saw the handwriting written by King Qinan, so she wanted to imitate the handwriting and write a letter to Yang Tingming. She asked the waiter for a pen and paper, and imitated it stroke by stroke, imitating the tone of King Qinan, We are going to invite Yang Ting to Yueqiao tomorrow night.