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Chapter 820 The imperial concubine walked sideways in the palace (38)

Fang Pei blessed Fushen, "Yes, I have recorded it. By the way, Empress Dowager, the hall master brought back the snow lotus, is it used as medicine?"

"What kind of medicine are you taking?" Concubine Yu smiled slightly, her eyes soft. "Since the snow lotus is a good thing, let's leave it to Su'er. Once he settles down, I can leave with peace of mind. A few days ago, the late emperor gave me a dream again, and I knew that he still loves me the most..."

When the first emperor passed away, she was not unwilling to be buried.It's just that although she didn't give birth to a son and a half daughter for the first emperor, she has such a flesh and blood as Feng Su.

She is alive, Feng Su has a thought.

After she died, Feng Su had no relatives to care about in this world.

Although Concubine Yu has never met Lian Qiao, she believes in Feng Su's choice.Take a step back and say, what if you don't believe it.She is just a mother, not the controller of Feng Su's life.She even had no way to point to Feng Su's nose and say: The imperial concubine is not suitable for you, change it quickly.

Like a fish drinking water, it knows whether it is warm or cold.It is a blessing to choose the right one. If you choose the wrong one, you will have to start all over again.If you choose the wrong path, you can't blame others after all.

Concubine Yu thought of Feng Su's appearance when she was a child, and couldn't help but said to Fang Pei: "Don't look at Su'er's appearance now, when he was a child, he was just a little crying bag, and his heart was fragile. In a flash, he is so big... ..."

Concubine Yu smiled and shed tears.

Life is just a few decades, looking back, it seems like a big dream.

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Summer, June, Wuyin, the concubine Yan's death.

When Feng Su got the news, the whole person became quieter.

When Lian Qiao went to Yishou Palace to help pack the relics, she found a letter in the dressing box.

"Feng Su, here is a letter."

There was no information left on the envelope. After Feng Su opened it, he saw that it was indeed Taifei Yu's handwriting.There were only a few sentences in the letter, she said:
[Su'er, mother is gone.Remember to add clothes when it is cold, and remember to take care of those around you.Remember to believe that tenderness and love are the powers that can heal everything.Be gentle with her, love her.It would be even better if she did the same to you.

Su'er, mother hopes that your future days will be picturesque, quiet and peaceful. ]
Holding the letter, Feng Su couldn't calm down for a long time.

He tried his best to bring Concubine Yu out of the palace, but she stayed in this deep palace forever after all.Her love and love are all buried here.

Lian Qiao was standing beside him, so she also saw the contents of the letter.She didn't speak, just quietly accompanied him.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Su put the letter back into the envelope.Holding Lian Qiao's hand, she left Yishou Palace step by step.

He thought that he would never come to Yishou Palace again.

Yishou Palace is originally a forbidden place in the palace, and Concubine Yu is a figure that cannot be easily mentioned in the palace.The funeral was not considered grand, and Zhou Yuncheng just ordered that no entertainment activities be allowed in the palace in the near future.

Concubine Yu told Fang Pei to keep everything simple after she left.The dead are gone, don't bind the living.

At the end of June, Zhou Yuncheng came to Fengluan Palace and picked the time when Lian Qiao went to Changchun Palace to look for Concubine Xi.

Zhou Yuncheng entered the door and asked Feng Su straight to the point: "When do you plan to leave the palace?"

Feng Su glanced at him, "Soon."

"You can go, she has to stay."

Feng Su didn't say anything, and poured Zhou Yuncheng a cup of tea.

Zhou Yun took over the teacup and hesitated for a while. "You shouldn't poison me, right?"

Feng Su pursed his lips, took the cup of tea, raised his head and drank it down, and then poured another cup for Zhou Yuncheng. "Will the emperor drink this cup of tea?"

(End of this chapter)