New·New Consort

On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, it was clear and snowy, and the warm winter sun shone on the natural white blanket, which was a bit colder than when the wind and snow danced wildly.

The west gate of the capital was bustling with hundreds of thousands of people.Vendors who saw the business opportunity sold snacks and hot soup here early in the morning, and some people sold porridge by taking advantage of the time of Laba.

Even though the snow melting weather was cold and bone-chilling, the bustle lasted for several hours until noon, and there was still no sign of stopping.

The prince held the hand stove and stood on the city tower for a few glances, and complained: "Didn't it say that noon is here, it's already this time..."

Director Wang smiled and said, "Your Highness, there is no way to be sure about this march. Just wait patiently."

The crown prince stunned: "If I had known this, I would have gone to my sister and brother-in-law's for lunch before coming back—" He seemed to have thought of something, and immediately pursed his lips tightly and closed his voice.

Director Wang didn't notice it, and continued to talk: "I heard that Her Royal Highness has recovered a lot and can walk on the ground. It's a pity that Her Highness is supporting the whole ceremony today. I'm afraid I won't have time to visit the Princess."

The war is still going on, and the capture ceremony is very important.According to the old system, it was originally necessary to open the Circular Mound to worship, but because the New Year is approaching, there are so many things to do, and because the emperor is weak, he can't bear this complicated ceremony at all, so he simplified the matter again and again. Then the full power was handed over to the prince.Even if it is a lot simpler, the Ministry of Rites is too busy to turn it on their backs.

Suddenly, a fast horse appeared on the western horizon, stepping on the thick snow, running silently towards the imperial city.

The gatekeeper took a look through the binoculars and was immediately overjoyed: "Your Highness, they are the scouts sent to respond! According to my calculations, within a quarter of an hour, we will be able to see the army of prisoners!"

The prince nodded, threw away the hand stove, and hurriedly went down the tower.

Not long after, the sky in the distance was full of snow and dust, and the entire west gate of Beijing boiled up—Dongfang Sheng came!

The prince squinted his eyes, carefully distinguishing the figures in the snow and dust, and finally locked his eyes on the leading figure.

The person and the rider gradually approached, and the prince recognized the familiar figure hidden under the armor of Douhou.

The prince felt dazed when he thought about it.

Last year, Dongfang Sheng pursued him tirelessly; a few months ago, he blocked his way back to Beijing; but at this moment, as the vice-lord of the country, he went to welcome him to offer prisoners into the city.

The world is really unpredictable...

Dongfang Sheng took the lead to reach the west gate of the city, jumped down, cupped his hands and said in a loud voice: "Xuan Da frontier defense Dongfang Sheng sees His Royal Highness! The Chahar bandit sweat is here, and I am honored to be honored! Guilty!"

The prince took a step back in shock from his angry throat, and finally he had the courage to step forward and give him a little help, and said flatly: "Brother Sheng, please stand up, you have made great achievements in the country, and you are ashamed of yourself, so go out of the city What is a welcome!"

Following his movements, Dongfang Sheng stood up quickly and faced the prince who was half a head shorter than him.

This meeting, the prince was shocked.

In a short period of two months, Dongfang Shengqing became much paler. His originally fair and handsome face seemed to have been carved by a knife. This was the edge brought to him by the cold wind outside his mouth and the hard work of the war.But the most astonishing change was the terrifying scar on his face from forehead to cheek.The red scar like a centipede ruined his original handsomeness, adding eight points of roughness and two points of fierceness, which made people dare not look at him.

The prince was surprised: "Your face..."

Dongfang Sheng smiled and said, "It's just that he was slashed by that sweaty bastard in his dying struggle! I also repaid his knife and sent him to be a ghost under the spring!"

The prince was shocked in his heart, and suddenly felt awed, he mumbled his lips and was speechless.

"There is a system—" Manager Wang cleared his throat.

Dongfang Sheng knelt down again: "Minister, Dongfang Sheng receives the decree!"

Director Wang unfolded the imperial decree, and read it in a cadence: "I have a clan relative, Dongfang Shenglang, the eldest son of the Hou family, and the nephew of the emperor. He is respectful, filial, benevolent, heroic and brave. I invite Chahar to catch the thief overnight and stop his killing." The merits of the current dynasty will benefit the future. If there is no merit reward, let alone the future? Grant, Marquis four-clawed golden dragon robe! Plus, five-color nine-claw crown! Reward, a fief of [-] mu..."

The oracle of rewards was very long, from Dongfang Sheng himself to the leaders of the Dongfang Marquis Mansion, they were all bestowed with rewards and sealed all over.

The Guizhou heads who were watching around gradually changed from admiration to impatience, but they were all muttering in their hearts: This Dongfang Sheng won such a heavy reward?If he is just an ordinary noble son of an aristocratic family, that's fine, but he happens to be a member of the clan...

After the award, there is a set of procedures for presenting prisoners.

When the broad-faced and bearded Chahar Khan was escorted up, the prince thought of Xujiawan Township, which was massacred in the past, and his heart was filled with anger. Voice.

Director Wang whispered to Dongfang Sheng: "Master Hou, the emperor asked me to give you a message. He cherishes your hard work all the way, and intends to let you go back home tonight to have a good rest, and set the reception banquet for tomorrow night, just in time It's the Laba Festival, and the clan members will enter the palace together for a feast. Tomorrow night, you must remember to wear a formal Marquis dress."

Dongfang Sheng was surprised: "Is it necessary to wear a uniform? Military uniform?"

Manager Wang smiled and said, "Master Hou, this is not the Nine Sides Battlefield, this is the head of the family, how can you deal with the clan members in military uniform?"

Dongfang Sheng nodded and said nothing.

Not long after, the ceremony of presenting the prisoners ended, and the silent ranks entered the city mighty and mightily, carrying the chilling spirit of the battlefield.

Shan Shiwen, who went out early in the morning to watch the excitement, went to a water restaurant and bought a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and sneaked into the princess mansion through the back door.

Outside the princess' bedroom, there were seven or eight servants standing together, and Tao'er and Xing'er were also shivering with the cold with their hands in their hands in the corridor.

He was a little confused, so he stepped forward and asked: "Sisters, it's very cold, what are you doing standing here, isn't it cold?"

Tao'er rubbed her hands, and complained: "It's cold, what can I do about it. Nanny Zhuang came to the princess's bed early in the morning to watch over her. Then the son-in-law came and read to the princess all morning. Then I used it After lunch, Mammy came out with a tiger face, and asked us to wait at the door in shifts."

"Huh?" Shan Shiwen scratched behind his ear.

Xing'er on the side covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Tao'er's eyes are clumsy, Mammy is blushing rather than tiger-faced!"

Shan Shiwen couldn't help being speechless: "It's too——what are the two of them doing in there now?"

Tao'er replied: "It's been quiet all this time, I haven't heard anything, maybe it's just a nap..."

Shan Shiwen whispered, "Didn't you go in and have a look?"

The two women said in unison: "How can this be?!"

"Why not?" Shan Shiwen patted his chest, "Look at me!"

He stepped forward and knocked on the door twice: "Princess, my subordinates are back from watching the fun!" After the words fell, he opened the door carelessly and jumped in.

Immediately, seven or eight pairs of eyes looked in along the slit he pushed open.

Shan Shiwen took a closer look, the glass window led the snow light from outside into the room, and the room was bright and bright.It's just that there is no one on the bed, no one at the table.He didn't think about it, his eyes just wanted to move to the bed——

A familiar cry of pain suddenly came from my ear: "Ouch—"

"Why did you quit all of a sudden?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, someone came in suddenly, I smoked too fast, did I hurt you?"

"It's okay, it just hurts..."

"Then let me rub it for you..."

"All right……"

"I, I didn't see anything, you continue..." Shan Shiwen turned his head back abruptly, jumped out the same way, and closed the door behind him.

He covered his chest and wiped his forehead: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous..."

The sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing in his hand almost spilled out following his movements.

He raised his head and looked at the maids. They found awkward and subtle smiles on each other's faces.

Feng Suzhen and Tianxiang watched in surprise as Shan Shiwen jumped in and out like a rabbit. They looked at each other and found that the other's eyes were also full of confusion.

"Forget it, don't care about him, just keep doing it."

Tianxiang moved and found a comfortable angle to lie down on Feng Suzhen's lap again.

Feng Suzhen put down the tool in her hand, followed Tianxiang's white and jade-like auricles with her fingers, and pressed them softly: "Does it still hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore..." The slightly callused fingers scratched the delicate auricles, making it tickle, which made Tianxiang sigh in comfort.

Feng Suzhen pressed it for a while and said: "Then let's do it like this today, it's not easy to pick ears too much, it's easy to hurt your ears."

"Okay..." Tianxiang turned around reluctantly, lay flat on her back, and looked up at Feng Suzhen's smooth chin and slender neck.

Feng Suzhen looked down at her while packing up her ear-picking things, and said with a smile, "Are you still up?"

Tianxiang lazily said: "Your legs are comfortable, I'll lie down again—I'm injured, I need to rest more."

Feng Suzhen let her go and called out the door: "Someone is coming outside, bring in a basin of hot water."

The people outside who were chattering and chattering suddenly gathered their breaths, and each shied away for a while, and finally all looked at Xing'er.

Xing'er resigned to her fate and brought hot water into the room. After seeing the situation in the room clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief, and honestly stood by the bedside to wait for Feng Suzhen to clean her hands.

Feng Suzhen washed her hands, dipped a brocade handkerchief in hot water, and carefully cleaned Tianxiang's ears.

Tianxiang was so comfortable being served by the hot touch, and when she glanced away, she saw Shan Shiwen sneaking around the door and poking his head: "San Shiwen, what are you doing winking? What happened to you just now? What's the matter?" Jumping back and forth so loudly, I almost hurt this princess' ears!"

Shan Shiwen coughed and entered the room: "Your Highness, this subordinate came back from watching the excitement outside, and got excited for a while, lost his composure, lost his composure."

"Then Dongfang Sheng is back?" Tian Xiang snorted, "Hmph, this victory must be more glorious than when it was in Huailai."

Shan Shiwen sighed: "The scenery is the scenery, but it is disfigured. There is a long scar on the face cut by Nahong Taiji. It should have frostbite on the face. I think I have suffered a lot. Think about him. Born in the royal family, he is a wealthy man who has landed, and he can abandon his natural comfort and fight with his life, even the subordinates feel admiration!"

The touch beside her ear froze suddenly, Tian Xiang turned her eyes slightly, and saw the flash of ecstasy on Feng Suzhen's face.

Tianxiang stretched out her hand and grabbed Feng Suzhen's wrist, stroked her slender wrist bones and then rubbed her cheek: "Okay, anyway, I'll see you later. Thirty Wen, don't need to talk about it."

Shan Shiwen was stunned, scratched his ears and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, you two are like this, let alone Zhuang Nanny who is too old to bear it, I am almost blind!"

Feng Suzhen's face was burning, she coughed, withdrew her hand, and involuntarily removed Tianxiang from her lap: "I'll go see if the princess's medicine is ready for today."

Tianxiang said anxiously: "Hey, can't it be enough to let Xing'er go?"

Xing'er obediently said: "Yes, yes, I will go and see!" Then she hurried out.

Feng Suzhen said in a muffled voice as she walked, "I'll go and have a look too."

No matter how Tianxiang called, Feng Suzhen went out without looking back.

Tianxiang stared at Shan Shiwen: "Who told you to look around?!"

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Shan Shiwen showed a look of resentment: "Your Highness, don't you care about the green hair on your head? Can you forgive him so easily?"

"I——she—" Tianxiang remembered the plot of "the son-in-law's night meeting with the little plum and bamboo", and was speechless and didn't know how to explain it.

She thought for a while, then she didn't explain, she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, I've taught her a lesson, if you have spare time, instead of staring at us, why don't you go and appease that girl Plum Bamboo!"

"What?" Shan Shiwen was shocked, "I thought it was the girl from Meizhu who recommended the pillow mat, could it be that the son-in-law is too strong?"

Tianxiang said a few words casually: "It's not that I've been injured and fell asleep all the time, the son-in-law is rather lonely...so I just found someone to chat with. Treat yourself well, don't always think about it!"

"Oh, so now the son-in-law is not lonely anymore?" Shan Shiwen thought of the clothes he found excitedly yesterday, and couldn't help but compare the clothes to Tianxiang with his eyes, and muttered, "No wonder everyone said' If you want to be pretty and look filial, isn’t this white dress more flattering? What kind of habit does the son-in-law have..."

"Rolling, rolling, rolling!" Tianxiang could no longer let him spread out freely, and threw all the cups and bowls at hand.

Shan Shiwen hid for a while, carefully cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, then nodded and bowed and said goodbye: "Then this subordinate will get out!"

Tianxiang rolled her eyes angrily.

Shan Shiwen escaped from Tianxiang's bedroom, confused for a moment: in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, just chatting?Did the princess comfort herself, or did she wrongly blame the plum and bamboo girl?

He thought and thought, and was about to scratch his head when he remembered that he was still holding sweet-scented osmanthus wine that he misidentified as a water restaurant in his hand: "Forget it...and she's still injured, my son-in-law will definitely not let her drink it... let's take it Let's do a favor..."

When the prince returned to the palace, it was completely dark.

A kind-hearted little eunuch was holding a lamp beside the emperor, and the emperor was lying sideways on the imperial couch to check the memorial: "Did you take it back?"

"Ah."

The emperor turned around with great interest: "How do you feel?"

The prince was at a loss: "What is the father asking?"

The emperor asked again with a smile: "What do you think of Dongfang Sheng?"

"He..." The prince hesitated for a while, "I feel like a fierce tiger, son, I'm a little afraid of him..."

The emperor laughed loudly: "Yes, that's right, he is a fierce tiger—but you don't have to be afraid of him. He only has sharp teeth and claws, but in your hands, you have even more ferocious weapons."

The prince was a little confused.

The emperor explained: "My son, whether it is a tiger or a wolf, they are all beasts. But you have to remember that you are a human being, and you have the weapon to restrain these tigers and wolves - power. The fangs and sharp claws of tigers and wolves are not terrible. , the most terrifying thing is the human heart. Whatever those tigers and wolves want, just give them what you want, and just lead them to do what you want.”

The prince hesitated and said: "The Dongfang Sheng is not a kind person, he once wanted to kill me, my son really dare not—"

The emperor said earnestly: "My son, you are not stupid, you are just being roundabout. Remember, tigers and wolves are not good or bad, they only see if they are useful. No matter who they are, use them if they should be used, and kill those who should be killed. Don't want the benevolence of a woman, be kind and soft."

The prince thought about it carefully, his brows were deeply furrowed.

Suddenly there was a long sigh in my ears: "You are already full of wings. After I pave the last section of your road for my father, I will be able to retire and live my life honestly..."

The prince was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the emperor, only to see him looking down at him.The other party's eyes were peaceful, without majesty in his eyes, as if he was the most ordinary old man on the side of the road.

He just looked at himself so calmly, waiting for his answer.

The crown prince was startled, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Father's words are so embarrassing. This country belongs to the father, and the son is foolish, and still needs the teaching of the father. How can the son have any wings, and how can he afford this entrustment!"

The emperor chuckled, stretched out his old and feeble arms to help him up.

The heavens are beautiful, the Laba where the royal relatives enter the palace to drink porridge is warm and the sun is shining, and the sky is blue.

The twelfth lunar month is the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom.Therefore, before the banquet, the prince brought all the men's clansmen to the imperial garden to walk on the snow and enjoy the flowers, and recite poems.

This is a first for everyone.After all, whenever he entered the palace in previous years, His Royal Highness would stay in his carpenter's room and only show up at the banquet, but this time, he took the initiative to deal with the clan members.

Quite a few people already had a bit of care in their hearts, and their attitude towards the prince became more and more earnest.

Among this harmonious group, there was only one person who seemed particularly withdrawn——Dongfang Sheng, who formally attacked the Marquis after making great contributions.

The lineage of the Marquis of the East has always been an outlier among the clan.He was obviously the emperor's brother, and he was very affectionate on the surface, but he was not crowned king until his death. Everyone knew that there were some secrets of the Tian family that could not be understood by outsiders.

Coupled with the rumors about Concubine Ju circulating inside and outside the palace, the clan had no choice but to keep a respectful distance from this Hou Mansion—even if the current owner of the Hou Mansion is Dongfang Sheng.

Dongfang Sheng didn't care much about the attitude of his clansmen, and when he revisited his old place, he couldn't help but think of all the things that happened here: he broke the relationship between his father and Concubine Ju here, and then threatened to ask for a gift from the emperor. marriage.

But in the end, he still failed to win the heart of the beautiful woman.

He stood alone on the side, listening to the poems recited by others and the corresponding applause, staring at Kazuki's plum blossoms, and reached out to touch the petals.

"Brother Dongfang Sheng, don't fold plum blossoms at will!" A childish voice suddenly came from beside him.

Dongfang Sheng was startled, and looked down to see the innocent smile of the little prince.He was holding a big jar in his arms, which still contained a lot of clear snow water.

His ice-like heart seemed to be illuminated by his smile, and Dongfang Sheng asked slowly, "What are you doing?"

The little prince said in a milky voice, "My concubine is collecting the plum blossom snow water for making tea, and I am helping." He suddenly discovered something, and said "Yeah", "Your face..."

Dongfang Sheng couldn't help turning his head to the side: "Brother is injured, didn't it scare you?"

The little prince didn't say a word, Dongfang Sheng thought that such a young child should be afraid, so he said: "If you are afraid, then go back to your mother and concubine—"

Before he could finish speaking, Dongfang Sheng saw the little prince struggling to climb onto the stone under the plum tree, and stretched out his round hands to touch his face.

Dongfang Sheng was afraid that he would fall, so he hurriedly turned around and reached out to support the wobbly child.

The little man cupped Dongfang Sheng's cheeks, and lightly touched the winding scar with his little hand. He frowned like a little adult, and sighed again and again: "Oh, it must be very painful."

Dongfang Sheng suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore.He tried his best to bend a smile: "It doesn't hurt."

"Really?" The little prince was a little skeptical, "I hit my head on the corner of the table yesterday, it hurt so much, it hurt so much that I cried. Your scar is so big, it must be very painful!"

Dongfang Sheng smiled and said, "My brother is an adult now, so he is not afraid of pain."

The little prince stared at Dongfang Sheng's eyes, tilted his head and thought for a while: "I haven't grown up, I don't know if you lied to me, maybe when I grow up, I won't be afraid of pain anymore. I really want to grow up soon... ..."

Dongfang Sheng picked him up from the rock and sighed, "It's better for you to grow up slowly."

When you grow up, there will be another kind of pain waiting for you.

"Emperor, didn't I tell you: here is the gathering of the brothers of the clan, you are still young, don't you want to come here and mix it up?"

A familiar but unfamiliar female voice came, and Dongfang Sheng looked around in surprise, seeing Concubine Ju rushing in with a panicked face.

He faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it clearly, so his brows furrowed suddenly, and there was a bit of doubt in his eyes.

Concubine Ju saw Dongfang Sheng and was about to say hello, but suddenly she was blinded by the four-clawed golden dragon on his body, and met his eyes again, and her whole body had a headache.

That tall and strong figure, that majestic and noble Marquis gown, that slightly frowning eyebrows, that inquiring eyes...

too familiar, too familiar...

It was as if in the light rain of apricot blossoms that year, that noble young man with slight melancholy glanced at her inadvertently amidst the falling flowers.

The memories that never passed away suddenly turned up, and the emotions suppressed by the drugs rushed in like a tidal wave, broke through the trembling high embankment in my heart, flooded all my reason and spiritual consciousness, and great pain and emptiness followed. Come on.

She didn't fulfill their wishes, she suffered a crushing defeat, and the only chip she put her all her efforts into had been lost.

Yuxian collapsed, Yuxian gang collapsed, the prince was alive, and the prince lived better.

That person...the only man she ever loved in her life is no longer in this world.

What about yourself?Why stay?Why do you want to live?Why do you still have to bow your knees and serve the man who killed him? !

The utensils in her hands fell to the ground one after another, making a sound of fragmentation and shattering.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Concubine Ju passed out.

Laba is an important festival that officially enters the New Year's Eve. Nanny Zhuang stayed in Tianxiang's dormitory early in the morning, reporting the house's many preparations for the New Year.

Tianxiang was confused by her own property, so she had to keep saying: "Okay, okay, I will take care of these things, as long as I have meat to eat."

Feng Suzhen thanked: "There is a folk proverb: 'After Laba is the new year', these housekeeping matters, I have to worry too much about it."

Nanny Zhuang said with a serious look: "This is what an old man should do - when it comes to Laba, in previous years, the princess spent this holiday in the palace, but this year is the first time she has been in her own mansion after getting married. What is the significance of the Laba Festival?"

In the past, Feng's family was taken care of by her stepmother, so naturally Feng Suzhen would not intervene in these matters, and she didn't have any special feelings for Laba, so she said casually: "Just have a porridge, as long as the house cooks the porridge, that's fine. Keep the rest simple."

But Mother Zhuang said: "My son-in-law doesn't know, but we can't cook this porridge casually."

"Oh?" Feng Suzhen was puzzled.

Tianxiang smiled and said, "So there are things you don't know."

The Tian family attaches great importance to the solar term of Laba. Except for the palace banquet of the clan, according to the custom, the royal family will give whole grains to the courtiers in Beijing to cook porridge. No grace.

"...In the early years, it was directly boiled into porridge and distributed. It was only later discovered that in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the porridge has already turned into ice lumps in people's hands, and the grace has become torture. The Holy One thought about this matter, so he gave it directly. Let the officials cook the whole grains themselves." Nanny Zhuang explained the ins and outs of the future in detail.

Feng Suzhen nodded again and again, but secretly sighed in her heart: The officials in the capital under the emperor's feet are said to be very rich and expensive, but in a festival like Laba, they can't even decide the ingredients in their own pots.

Just after noon, people really came to the palace.

The imperial guards in bright armor escorted several carts of grain into the mansion. Feng Suzhen was not only speechless: "Is this for cooking a meal of porridge?"

The little eunuch who came to proclaim the decree smiled at Feng Suzhen: "Princess's mansion and the tenant farmers on the Zhuangzi, there are hundreds of them, so they need so much food."

Feng Suzhen said politely: "I'm sorry, supervisor, according to the princess's temperament, I want to keep you at the mansion to drink and rest. But the emperor gave me porridge, and the quilt is deep and wide. I think you have to travel to other mansions, so I won't stay any longer. There are government soldiers in my mansion, and there are guards from the Beijing camp at the gate, so let them carry it. The princess rewarded some golden beans, and Supervisor Lao took some big brothers of the Imperial Guard to have a drink or two to warm up."

The eunuch generously accepted the money bag from Feng Suzhen, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my son-in-law, we are specially sent by His Majesty, and we only have this itinerary. Today's Laba, in addition to delivering porridge, Your Majesty He also specially asked the little one to bring a doctor's wife to check on the princess's injuries. I also ask the son-in-law for permission."

Feng Suzhen smiled and said: "Your Majesty cares about the princess, this is a family relationship between father and daughter, why do I need my permission?" She asked Tao'er to lead the doctor woman to the back house to visit the princess, and she entertained the eunuch in the front hall.

After serving tea, the two chatted.

"This prisoner has a nice face."

The eunuch said humbly: "The villain is Gu Quan, the supervisor of ceremonies. He has been serving in the imperial study room, doing some work of lighting lamps and making charcoal. You think I have a good face, maybe I met you in the imperial study room, but you don't know my name." That's all. Recently, because the crown prince is coming to court, he can't do without the support of the general manager Wang, so the emperor pulled me out to run errands."

"Gu Quan..." Feng Suzhen remembered that the person who came to the mansion a few days ago and was blocked by Tianxiang was also this person, feeling a little embarrassed inexplicably.She said casually: "Gu Ajian is a smart person, and he will definitely have a great future in the future."

"Oh?" A gleam of light flashed in Gu Quan's eyes, but he quickly lowered his head again, "Borrow a good word from the son-in-law."

The two chatted for a while, and a guard entered the hall and whispered something in Gu Quan's ear.

There was a hint of joy on Gu Quanquan's face, but he quickly restrained himself.

Feng Suzhen noticed something strange, and couldn't help asking secretly, "Why did the brothers from the Imperial Army take so long to deliver the food?"

Gu Quan got up and smiled and said, "Don't worry, my son-in-law. It's just that one of the brothers I brought happened to be from Miaozhou Mansion. He seems to have met an acquaintance in the mansion, so he came to let me know."

Feng Suzhen was horrified, but she still said calmly: "Oh, what a coincidence? There is indeed a former prefect of Miaozhou Prefecture in the princess' mansion, and he is the princess' guest."

Gu Quan happily said: "That's good, the princess' guests are the emperor's guests, since the princess is ill and cannot enter the palace, then it is considered a breach of etiquette to let this guest from Miaozhou Mansion enter the palace."

Feng Suzhen frowned, turned around and wanted to call someone to tell Tianxiang, but heard Gu Quan behind him said slowly: "The doctor brought by the villain has mediocre medical skills, but she has a unique skill. A few needles can make people feel better." It's natural to fall asleep without hurting the consciousness. The princess must be a little uncomfortable with the healing of the wound recently, so she should sleep for a while."

Feng Suzhen clenched and loosened her fists, took a deep breath and asked, "What is the reason behind Gu Ajian's visit?"

Gu Quan smiled, cupped his hands in the direction of the court, and said in a long voice: "This villain is here to bring an oral order for the emperor: today Laba, Xuanmin daughter Feng Suzhen will enter the palace for a banquet!"

……

Concubine Ju didn't sleep for a long time, and when she woke up, the afternoon sun could still be seen through the window.

She vaguely recognized the scene in front of her, this was not her bedroom, but the conservatory of the imperial garden.

This is the place where she once secretly met with her lover and made love to death.

Now, it's just sad...

Seeing that she had woken up, the palace servants on the side happily said, "Your Majesty is awake? Just now, your Majesty fainted, but she scared the servants to death. Because it was Laba, the imperial hospital was on holiday, and the imperial physician who stayed behind was a young and useless person. The pulse numbers are not accurate. We have to move you to the flower room first, and wait for other imperial physicians to rush over from the mansion."

Concubine Ju said in a shy voice: "It's a big festival, what are they doing to work? Everyone must be scolding me in their hearts."

The palace man said anxiously: "How can your empress say that—"

Concubine Ju interrupted her with a wave of her hand: "Where's the little prince?"

The palace man pointed to the couch outside and said, "Over there, just asleep! The little prince saw you fainted just now, and was so frightened that he cried for a long time, and fell asleep after crying tired."

Seeing that small figure, Concubine Ju's eyes froze, and she suddenly said: "I'm thirsty, go get some water for me."

The palace man responded and wanted to pour water from the table, Concubine Ju said again: "Go outside to gather some clean snow water, I want to drink freshly boiled water."

"This..." The palace man hesitated for a moment.

"Hurry up!" Concubine Ju raised her eyebrows and raised her voice slightly.

"Yes yes yes..." The palace man hurriedly withdrew.

There was no one else in the flower room, Concubine Ju slipped off her shoes and got off the couch, squatting beside her sleeping son.

The child's sleeping face is innocent and innocent, even though there are still tears in the corners of the eyes, but the way of breathing with the half-open mouth seems pure and lovely.

Concubine Ju murmured: "It's good to fall asleep... sleep... I won't feel the pain..." She took out the long scissors that were usually used for pruning from the basket beside her.

"Prince, don't be afraid... don't be afraid, the mother and concubine will accompany you."

The long scissors are raised high.

A figure rushed over and threw her to the ground.The man pressed her wrist and snatched her scissors, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing?!"

Concubine Ju saw the appearance of the person coming, and pain appeared on her face: "——We failed, failed. I can't fulfill your father's wish, and the only ending left for us is death!"

Dongfang Sheng backed away: "Nonsense, you have no right to decide his life or death!" He was full of fear, just now Concubine Ju fainted in the Imperial Garden, he didn't go forward to avoid suspicion, but lingered outside the greenhouse all the time.If the palace servants who went out to collect snow water complained about Concubine Ju's tricky mouth, he would not have noticed the abnormality and broke in in time.

Concubine Ju sat up: "He was born by me, so I should take him away!"

Dongfang Sheng said angrily: "But he is a person, he is not something you bought! You have no right to selfishly cut off his future because of your own greed and cowardice!"

Concubine Ju said sadly: "If I die, no one will care about him. Living alone in this world and suffering so much, why don't you just let me take him away."

"Who says no one cares? I care!" Dongfang Sheng roared angrily, "He's my brother! If you want to die, die yourself, don't dirty my brother's eyes!"

The scars on his face hadn't healed completely yet, and when his expression moved, it was so painful that it was almost about to burst.

Concubine Ju was stunned for a moment, and suddenly covered her face and sobbed.

Dongfang Sheng calmed down his breath, picked up the little prince, wrapped him in a thick cloak, and strode out of the greenhouse without looking at Concubine Ju on the ground.

Leaving the warm and colorful place, Kazuki Dai Xuehanmei appeared in front of her eyes.

Dongfang Sheng's eyes were lost, but his mind was sober from the anger—the sky is big and the earth is big, where can his brother live?

The little prince woke up in his arms, and said softly, "Hey, brother Dongfang Sheng? Why is it you? Aren't you playing with the prince and brother? Where is the concubine? Is she awake? Where is she? ?”

Dongfang Sheng's heart was sour, and he coaxed softly: "Your concubine mother is awake, she is fine, she asked my brother to take you to play together." He paused, his expression gradually calmed down, and continued, "Let's go play with your prince brother !"

The palace banquet was about to start, the prince temporarily left many clan relatives behind, and went back to the East Palace to change the dress for the banquet.

When the palace people reported that Dongfang Sheng wanted to see him, the prince couldn't believe it for a while, and suddenly couldn't make up his mind.

No matter how lenient the emperor was, he was always a little apprehensive towards this Dongfang Sheng who had chased and killed him.But right now Zhang Shaomin is not in the capital, Feng Shaomin is not in the palace, he has no trusted staff around him, so he hesitated for a while.

The prince circled around the desk a few times, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, touched the bamboo tubes on his body, and got Dongfang Sheng's insight.

Dongfang Sheng handed over the little prince to the care of the nanny in the East Palace, walked into the study with his head held high, and knelt down as he pushed the golden mountain upside down and said, "His Royal Highness, I have something to ask of you."

The prince, who was holding the bamboo tube with one hand, slowly let go of his hand, he was stunned for a while, and then said: "You, tell me."

Outside the princess mansion, the carriage for entering the palace is ready.A few imperial guards carried Feng Shaoqing, who was tied up and unconscious, to the carriage.

Gu Quan shook his head: "Master Feng is too hot-tempered, he is so stubborn even if he doesn't know kung fu, this brother of the Imperial Army is also very violent, alas——"

Feng Suzhen stood aside with a cold face, and suddenly said: "Director Wang is old, and Gu Ajian will have a brighter future. Be a human being and stay on the sidelines, Feng and the crown prince will be grateful to you."

Gu Quan was startled, bowed his head and thought for a while, then walked forward and whispered to the guards.

Those forbidden soldiers immediately slowed down their movements and untied Feng Shaoqing.Gu Quan asked for two more mattresses from the mansion to cushion the carriage, and then gently put Feng Shaoqing in.

Gu Quan smiled and said, "My son-in-law, don't worry? Please get in the car."

Feng Suzhen bowed her body and saluted, "Thank you, Gu Ajian!"

She boarded the frame and looked back at the Princess Mansion from a distance.

The owner of the princess mansion fell into a lethargic sleep passively again.

I hope Tianxiang's sleep is a good dream.