The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

"You..." The second prince couldn't figure out what the following words should be. Heihuo had an expression from the beginning to the end, as if oil and salt didn't get in like ice cubes. Waiting quietly for his words, the second prince couldn't find anyone to get angry. The reason, blushing, Ban Jiangse quickly adjusted his mood and said: "It's nothing, let's go to the Nuanyu Palace of the mother and concubine."

"Yes, master." As for the second prince's temper for no reason recently, Hei Huo didn't understand what happened, but he would stay by the master's side and obey orders.

Although the master has lost his temper for no reason these days and punished him at every turn, it is undeniable that Heihuo likes this very much, as if the master is watching him all the time, thinking about him, and putting him in his heart.

Nuanyu Palace is a palace specially rebuilt by the emperor for Concubine Zhuang. Concubine Zhuang is the youngest daughter of the prime minister's family. Chuang's flower appreciation poems attracted the new emperor who had just ascended the throne.

The emperor named her Concubine Zhuang because of her dignity and beauty.Concubine Zhuang is beautiful and gentle, but she is deserted in front of the emperor.Being used to delicacies from mountains and seas, the emperor would not only not blame Concubine Zhuang for being cold, but also increased his love for him by occasionally ordering two side dishes for appetizers.

Later, the emperor bestowed the word Nuanyu, hoping that Concubine Zhuang would be as warm as jade to him. For the emperor, this was a challenge.

But if Concubine Zhuang changed her attitude towards him and was no different from most women in the harem, would the emperor still like her as much as now?

When we arrived at the Nuanyu Palace, there was a father-in-law at the door who was brushing the dust on the plaque with an extended feather duster. The second prince smiled sarcastically, how warm is this palace.

"Heihuo, you wait outside, there is no need to follow in."

"Yes."

As soon as he entered the palace gate, looking like the sea, the second prince had something hidden in his heart, and Hei Huo definitely couldn't let Hei Huo know about it. He sighed inaudibly, raised his chest and stepped into the place he least wanted to come.

Concubine Zhuang rolled up a booklet in her left hand, nestled on the chaise longue, her eyes closed in thought, her bright red fingernails highlighted by Bai Xue's handkerchief.

The maids in identical attire surrounded her, not daring to inhale loudly for fear of disturbing the master's rest.

The second prince walked into the main hall, Concubine Zhuang turned her back to him, the second prince thought she was reading a book, picked up the corner of her clothes, knelt down and shouted softly: "I pay my respects to the concubine mother."

"Your maidservant sees the Second Prince." All the maids bowed on their knees, and among them, the oldest maid who was the most familiar to the Second Prince came over with small steps, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, and whispered: "Second Highness, please get up quickly, the empress is asleep."

"It seems that I came at the wrong time. He Chen, when did the concubine go to bed?" The second prince signaled He Chen to go out, and he kept his voice low even outside.

"After sleeping with a cup of tea, the empress said that she was interested and wanted to read a small book. The servant girl went to the study to find it. Who would have thought that the empress turned a few pages, talked about boredom and became sleepy, and fell asleep after reading it for a while."

"It's a coincidence that I'm here." Having said that, the second prince was relieved in his heart, glad that Concubine Zhuang was asleep and didn't have to face her.

"The second prince must have some important business to come to Nuanyu Palace, why don't the servants go and call for your empress?" He Chen suggested.The relationship between the Second Prince and Concubine Zhuang is now becoming more and more rigid, and finally the Second Prince came to visit the Empress in person, how could she let go of such a good opportunity for mother and son to meet.

"No, no, no." The second prince waved his hand, rejecting He Chen's suggestion: "I'll just come back another day. He Chen, you will send someone to take care of your father-in-law later, and you need two people to come. Today I will drive the two maids away." I went back to the management office, but I don’t know the names, later you can ask Yuzhu who sweeps the floor, she should know the names of those two ignorant people.”

"Yes, I remember it." He Chen didn't know what happened, so he could only ask the maid named Yuzhu in the palace to understand the cause and effect.

"I'm leaving first. The matter of my coming..." The second prince hesitated for a few seconds: "You don't want to tell the concubine whether you want to tell me or not."

He Chen snickered, blood is thicker than water, there is no escape, even though the second prince was disgusted with what his wife did before, he still couldn't let her go.

She shook off the veil and said with a smile: "Your servant understands. If the second prince has something to do, go early, and you can come to visit your empress tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, let's talk about it." The second prince laughed, and didn't say whether he would come or not. He took a deep look at the familiar palace, and a wave of resentment and rolling curtains both hit him, and he was so depressed that he was almost out of breath.

The second prince left Nuanyu Palace, Hei Huo was still standing where he left, his eyes were cold, the moment he saw the second prince, a circle of light radiated from his eyes, the second prince just caught the light in his eyes.

His heart beat twice, disrupting the rhythm, and the black fire hid it very well. When the second prince was watching, his eyes and breath were the same as usual.

"Leaving?" With a cold tone, the master's voice is very pleasant, leaning towards Yu Jie's voice.

He Chen was taken aback, hurried over, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is awake, the second prince just came."

"Yes. I know." The pamphlet in her hand was handed to the closest court lady. Concubine Zhuang leaned on the side of the chair and said, Qianqianyu moved the slanted hairpin gracefully with her orchid fingers.

He Chen immediately understood the meaning of Concubine Zhuang's painting, it seems that either one of them didn't want to see each other, but neither of them wanted to see each other.

There are some things that she can't squeeze in as a court lady. If the nanny who has been serving Concubine Zhuang is here, it's okay. He Chenhan bit his lip and stepped back to wait for orders.

"He won't leave if he really wants to see him." Yu Jieyin sighed a little tiredly, and said such a sentence leisurely.

Last night, June was thrown back into bed in the middle of the night. With foresight, the night was cold, and Mo Ling didn't want Xi Mojiu to run around, so he could only send the reluctant June back to its room sleep.

"Oh, it's useless to pretend to cry, your father loves me the most." Xi Mojiu clamped the back of June's neck, and after going out to make sure Mo Ling couldn't hear him, he said proudly holding a mouse.

"Father is bad silver! Father doesn't love June at all." June cried loudly, kicking his paws in protest.

"I only love your father." Xi Mojiu ignored its crying, "You forgot what I said last time, and the next time I see you eating tofu, I will make you a mouse." Dry!"

Xi Mojiu held June in the palm of his hand and threatened it viciously.

June cried and hugged Xi Mojiu's thumb. There were many passers-by going back to the room. In order to prevent her identity from being exposed, June couldn't speak, and could only shed tears next to Xi Mojiu in aggrieved manner.

At this time, there was a hard thing on June's head, and he stroked it clumsily, and rubbed its head with warm fingers. June held back her tears, looked forward pitifully, but kept stroking its hair Xi Mojiu.

A few minutes later, Xi Mojiu found the feeling, knew how to lick the mouse, and June collapsed comfortably into a mouse cake, lamenting that Xi Mojiu's technique was better than Daddy's.

"Chi Chi Chi" It turns out that my father still loves me.