Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 493 The Grace of Reinvention 2
Mr. Zuo Xiang, who has never been very curious, almost couldn't wait to know what happened between his Patriarch and this young master Zhan.
What was their previous relationship like?
Although his master is not an easy person to get along with, over the years, because he and Wuxie have rarely made mistakes, they have almost never received such treatment, and this Mr. Zhan—just a moment ago, when he said he wanted to enter the palace , standing outside the palace with a tall and straight body, as vigorous as pine and bamboo, with an air of arrogance hidden in the indifference, and he is almost a different person from the person in front of him.

Yun Tingyu had too many doubts in his heart, but no one answered him at this time.

Mu Xi's speed was very fast, when they came back, because of Linyue's physical inconvenience, neither of them used lightness kung fu, but walked over slowly, of course it didn't take too long.

Gong Lan, who was following the queen, consciously waited outside the Imperial Study Room, a place with important court affairs, and it was not her status that allowed her to enter.

"Why did you ask me to come here?" Linyue asked casually after entering the door, with a slightly mocking tone, "Feng Qi, didn't you want me to lie on the bed and not be allowed to step out of Luanfeng Palace for two months? How long did it take before you changed your mind? Jun Wu joked that these four words were meant for you to break through, right? "

When Yun Tingyu heard the words, a little astonishment appeared on his face.

Empress Empress's tone... seems a little wrong, and people can clearly hear the displeasure in it, and besides, lying in bed for two months and not allowed to go out?
why?
Grounded?

Yun Tingyu shook his head, denying this guess in his heart.

Does his master dare to restrain the queen's feet?And even if her feet were really grounded, she only needed to order her not to step out of the palace gate, but she didn't have to lie on the bed, right?
Thoughts flickered in his mind, Yun Tingyu almost quickly noticed the hidden meaning in this sentence.

Wasn't his wife also asked by the doctor to lie on the bed and move as little as possible?

So, could it be...

"Xiaoyao wants to see you." Feng Qi took the initiative to stand up, gave her seat to Linyue, and carefully helped her to sit down on the dragon chair. Her considerate and gentle posture was like a model of a good husband, "He has something to do I want to testify against you."

For proof?

Linyue raised her eyes, looked at the man kneeling in front of the imperial case with some puzzlement, and frowned calmly, why did she feel that this man was different from the Zhan Xiaoyao she saw in Phoenix Mountain last time?
It's not that the appearance is different, but the breath of the whole body.

Linyue felt a little strange in her heart, but she didn't think much about it. She said with a faint smile, "Mr. Zhan has something to say, as long as I know about it, I don't mind telling you."

For this man, Linyue's impression still stays in the phrase "people in Fengqi, I always want to save some face". At that time, this man once said that he was not Chuanying's opponent, but after what happened to Beiyan, But Linyue understood that his martial arts should not be inferior to Chuanying.

"Thank you, empress." Zhan Xiaoyao straightened his body slightly, but kept his gaze slightly downcast, "Before leaving Beiyan, Xiaoyao heard a piece of news—the empress had been to Nanqin before, and was bombed in Nanqin. The mansion of the national teacher Qian Jiuze?"

Southern Qin State Teacher's Mansion?
Nanqin's National Teacher's Mansion was blown up, and it spread almost everywhere in a short period of time, but apart from the little emperor of Nanqin, no one else should know that this matter was done by Linyue—who once went to Yunrui, who lived in Southern Qin Dynasty, might think of this question, but Linyue doesn't think that Yunrui still has extra energy to meddle in other people's business.

Linyue frowned, Yun Tingyu looked at him suspiciously, and did not miss his pale face when he asked this sentence, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body unconsciously shook, and then Let go again, trying to maintain a calm demeanor.

"I have indeed been to Nanqin." Linyue said lightly, leaning lazily on the dragon chair covered with soft fur, "It is true that the National Teacher's Mansion was blown up. You asked about it because you wanted to what do you know?"

Zhan Xiaoyao said slowly: "What Xiaoyao wants to know is, how did the empress know that there was such a national teacher's mansion in Nanqin before she went to Nanqin? Why did the empress... why did she go to Nanqin in person to deal with it? The national teacher named Qian Jiuze?"

Lin Yue frowned.

She turned her head to look at Feng Qi, then glanced at Yun Tingyu standing beside him, and said calmly: "Feng Qi, you go out for a while, and Lord Zuo Xiang also goes out, I have a private talk with Young Master Zhan."

Hearing this, Feng Qi glanced at Zhan Xiaoyao with heavy eyes, but said nothing, walked around the imperial case, and left the imperial study with Yun Tingyu one after the other.

Linyue could tell that wherever there was a phoenix, Zhan Xiaoyao kept his voice reserved no matter when he made a statement or asked a question.In other words, he spoke carefully after careful consideration, and he didn't know whether he was afraid that his tone would inadvertently lose courtesy, or he was worried that his words would offend the queen and make Feng Qi unhappy.

Feng Qi probably also saw this, so he simply followed Lin Yue's words and left the imperial study room.

Yun Tingyu followed Feng Qi, and slowly walked up the corridor, the questions simmering in his heart finally couldn't help but vomit, "Master."

"What's the matter?" Feng Qi turned his head, almost seeing through his thoughts at a glance, "You want to ask about Zhan Xiaoyao?"

"Yes, I think it's a bit strange." Yun Tingyu smiled lightly, "Master, it feels very different in front of us than in front of Mr. Zhan."

"Why is it different?"

"The master seems to be much more tolerant towards us..." Yun Tingyu sorted out his thoughts in his heart, and considered the appropriate words, "Many times, although the master and I and Wu Xie are monarchs and ministers, most of the time they are It's more like the normal way of getting along with friends, that is to Wuhen... If he hadn't been stupid this time, the master was also very gentle to him. But in front of Mr. Zhan, the master has a completely different attitude. There is a clear distinction between the superior and the inferior, and there seems to be an insurmountable rule that restricts his words and deeds at all times, making him dare not even have the slightest sign of offense, which I find very strange."

"The time of meeting and the state of mind are different, so the way of getting along will naturally be different." Feng Qi's indifferent eyes glanced at the scenery outside the corridor, and his tone carried a kind of laziness, "I and Xiaoyao have known each other for a long time. In fact, I have more time than you, and the way of communication is not quite the same as yours, and I have gotten used to it after these years."

Yun Tingyu heard the words, and slowly nodded, "So, before the master returned to the palace, he was often with him?"

"When I knew Xiaoyao, I hadn't been enthroned yet." Feng Qi said, recalling the past, a complex and somewhat self-deprecating smile flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)