Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

The guards were extremely rude and harsh in their attitude towards Feng Zhanye. They were too lazy to even pretend to be nice to this prince who was disliked by the emperor. They just wanted to get away from this disaster as soon as possible.

Feng Zhanye nodded woodenly and led Gu Qingzhi into the palace gate step by step.

All the royal nobles in the palace rode in sedan chairs when they went out, and no one had to walk step by step on their own like Feng Zhanye.

This attracted the attention of many palace servants, who all looked at them with a hint of joking.

The two walked one after the other, neither of them making a sound. A layer of white snow gradually accumulated on the blue bricks leading to the harem, and even covered Feng Zhanye's head with a white layer of snow.

It was not until they were alone that Gu Qingzhi saw Feng Zhanye's body trembling and could no longer hold back and pulled him back.

"There's no need to be sad over an unpleasant word." Gu Qingzhi comforted Feng Zhanye while cleaning the snow off his hair.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhanye shook his head, turned around and raised his face to look at her: "I'm not, I'm just a little nervous."

Gu Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, then she realized that his face was flushed and he looked a little excited.

Gu Qingzhi was puzzled: "What's there to be nervous about?"

Feng Zhanye was a little hesitant: "We have entered the palace so smoothly and will soon meet my mother. I always feel that this has happened too suddenly and it is unreal."

Although Gu Qingzhi also had this worry, she did not intend to bring such emotions to Feng Zhanye. She squatted down, put on his hood, and wrapped his cloak tightly.

"You don't need to think so much. What's important now is that you can finally meet your mother."

Feng Zhanye thought for a moment and nodded, smiling: "You are right."

Gu Qingzhi stretched out her hand: "Let's go, it's going to snow heavily soon."

"Ok!"

The boy looked at the hand stretched out in front of him and shook it without hesitation.

The master and servant walked for a while and finally turned into a long road. The dilapidated courtyard at the end was the cold palace.

This environment was no different from the villa at the beginning. Feng Zhanye took a deep look at it and was then pulled by Gu Qingzhi into the gate.

The weed-covered courtyard, the ruined and collapsed walls, and rats and ants everywhere all show the desolation of this place.

Although the cold palace looks different from a prison, it has almost the same function, except that one is used to imprison concubines, while the other is used to detain prisoners.

While Gu Qingzhi was still looking around, Feng Zhanye had already spotted a familiar figure standing behind a collapsed moon gate.

"Mother concubine!"

As Feng Zhanye looked over, he saw a woman standing under the relatively intact eaves, seemingly admiring the snow. Although she was not dressed very finely and her hair was not adorned with any pearls or jade, her stunning face could not be concealed at a glance.

She stood there like an orchid, graceful and elegant. Gu Qingzhi finally understood what kind of mother Feng Zhanye had to have such a perfect appearance.

Concubine Hui looked towards the master and servant in the direction of the voice, and when she saw Feng Zhan Ye, her beautiful eyes were a little dazed, and then gradually widened.

"Ye'er!"

Concubine Hui was only wearing a pair of shoes. She ran towards Feng Zhanye in two steps at a time. She didn't even notice that her shoes were wet by the snow on the ground. The mother and son hugged each other, and tears kept falling from her eyes.

Gu Qingzhi left space for them at the right time and stepped aside. Just then, Huifei's maid Lan Yi walked out of the room nearby.

"Third Prince! It's the Third Prince who's here!"

Another one cried.

Such a scene of mother and son reuniting was truly touching, and it made Gu Qingzhi's eyes a little hot. She felt a little envious. After all, her and her brother's parents had died early, and they no longer had such scenes in their memories. Only some memories of their struggle to survive remained.

She was happy from the bottom of her heart that Feng Zhanye could see his mother.

The three of them cried for a long time before they supported each other to get up. Feng Zhanye noticed Gu Qingzhi standing nearby and pulled her over to introduce her to her mother.

"Mother, this is the guard who has been taking care of me in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gu Qingzhi."

Gu Qingzhi bowed to Concubine Hui and lowered her eyes respectfully: "Your subordinate greets Her Majesty Hui."

Concubine Hui had noticed Gu Qingzhi's existence early on. She had also heard from her mother's family that Feng Zhanye was abandoned in the residence of the Left Prime Minister, and she knew roughly what kind of situation her child would face.

Now that he can appear in front of her so lively, it is probably not enough for Nanny Liu alone. The people who take care of him must have made great contributions. She then smiled gently and went to help her.

"Get up. I am no longer your master. You don't need to be so polite. I also want to thank you for taking such good care of Ye'er."

Gu Qingzhi shook her head: "Your Majesty, you are too polite. This is all my job."

Lan Yi supported Concubine Hui and said at the right time: "Okay, okay, it's snowing today and it's cold outside. Don't stand here. Come in quickly."

When they reached the door, Feng Zhanye pulled Concubine Hui, but saw that the person behind him did not catch up. He called her in surprise, "Azhi?"

Gu Qingzhi was looking around carefully. When she heard Feng Zhanye asking her to turn around, her expression relaxed a little.

"Your Highness, please follow the Queen in first. I will stay here in case anything happens."

Feng Zhanye immediately understood what she meant and nodded slightly. "Okay, if you feel cold, come in anytime."

Gu Qingzhi nodded, watched the three people walk into the house, and then frowned when she stood in front of the house.

Just as Feng Zhanye said just now, for some reason she always felt that today was oddly smooth. Not only did the Left Prime Minister and his son not try to stop her at all, there was not even a trace of movement in the palace. She always felt like it was a gloomy day before a storm, and nothing seemed real.

The room was dry and clean. Although it was old, it had everything in it. It was obvious that the Lin family had done their best to keep it looking good.

Concubine Hui pulled Feng Zhanye to sit in front of the stove, and the mother and son chatted about family matters. Lan Yi brewed tea beside them and said a few words from time to time.

Feng Zhanye talked about how Nanny Liu came into the mansion, and also about what he saw and heard on Longqing Street. The young man spoke vividly, and Concubine Hui listened very attentively.

The mother and son had not spoken like this for a long time. Both of them had unconcealable smiles on their faces and were enjoying the moment very much.

Although Feng Zhan Ye did not want to mention the bad things that happened to him to his mother, it seemed that he could not hide it from her.

Concubine Hui looked at him for a moment and asked, "Okay, now that we have talked about the happy things, tell me about every assassination attempt you made since you entered the palace."

When Feng Zhanye heard Concubine Hui ask this, he was stunned for a moment and stammered, "Mother...how did you know..."

Concubine Hui smiled, took him into her arms and patted his back gently, just like when she coaxed him to sleep when he was a child: "Silly child, even if you only pick up some happy things to tell me, it only takes a few days. You have been outside the palace for several months. You didn't tell me the rest of the days. Can't your mother guess it?"