The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 116 Old and New
After waiting for a while, in the deadly silence, a footstep finally sounded.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, although they didn't know why they were relieved.

A figure appeared at the door of the inn, and walked slowly into the room: he walked very slowly, but he didn't feel abrupt, but had an indescribably leisurely attitude, as if the world should slow down because of him .

He walked all the way in front of Pei Ruochen, bowed slightly, greeted the ceremony, and sat down spontaneously.

Yi Ren opened his eyes wide, and was even more surprised when he saw the man.

The person who walked in slowly was none other than Feng Jiu who He Lanxue was looking for at this moment.

Feng Jiu sat across from Pei Ruochen in a leisurely manner. Seeing a pot and a cup in front of her, she poured herself a cup, raised her head and took a sip. The new tea collected after the first snowfall in Junshan, right?"

"Mr. Feng is really elegant." Pei Ruochen said with a light smile, "If you like it, sir, I will send someone to send you to your residence later."

It's just that tea is extremely precious, and a few taels are worth a thousand gold.

Feng Jiu was not polite either, and said "Thank you" lightly, and she accepted it.

Only then did Pei Ruochen get back to the point, and without beating around the bush, he asked directly, "Mister wrote to say that the current empress dowager's chronic illness can be cured, but I don't know what kind of magic does Mr. have?"

"Master Pei must have heard of Fengzhuang's secret medicine, right?" Feng Jiu asked mysteriously.

Fengzhuang is on the rivers and lakes, its mystery is far-reaching, and it has been keeping pace with Liuyuan. It is said that Fengzhuang has a secret medicine that can cure the queen mother, but Pei Ruochen believes it.

"However, before that, I would like to ask Mr. Pei to explain the Queen Mother's symptoms in detail, so that I can prescribe the right medicine. When I enter the palace, I will not disappoint Mr. Pei's recommendation." Feng Jiu asked again slowly.

Pei Ruochen pondered for a moment, then closed his eyes suddenly, his eyes were slightly cold, he changed his voice, and asked leisurely: "It is said that Mr. Feng has been serving the traitor He Lanxue from the Celestial Dynasty. This time, Mr. Volunteer recommended himself. How do I know if Mr. Feng really wants to save the Queen Mother?" ?”

Feng Jiu still had a calm face, and he said flatly: "You can choose not to believe it, and I don't have to save it."

Pei Ruochen pondered again, but he couldn't figure out: What kind of conspiracy does Feng Jiu have in doing this?
On the contrary, he volunteered to enter the palace in this way. If the Queen Mother could not be cured, His Majesty might lose his life under the wrath of the Queen Mother—this is really a very risky job.

Thinking of this, Pei Ruochen's expression softened, and he replied: "The queen mother's illness started from a cold one month ago. At first, she just coughed and had a fever. Later, she couldn't drink a drop of water and fell into a coma. Now the queen mother has passed away. I haven't had a sip of water for three days, and I'm afraid it's time to run out of fuel. Are you sure you can save the Empress Dowager?"

"Not sure." Feng Jiu smiled, "If I haven't seen the patient, I won't be sure."

Pei Ruochen was startled, with anger on his face.

"However, I will try my best." Feng Jiu said again.

Pei Ruochen endured it, and his face was still humble. He cupped his hands and said in a respectful voice: "So, tonight, I will invite you to enter the palace with me. Saving people is like putting out a fire, and we can't afford to delay."

"Not tonight." Feng Jiu slowly declined, "Tonight, I have to find Yao Yin."

"What medicine?"

"This is Feng Zhuang's secret recipe, so it's inconvenient to tell me." Feng Jiu refused again in an orderly manner.

Pei Ruochen was very self-restraining and didn't get angry. He still sat there indifferently, holding a cup and drinking tea, looking indifferent and deep.

"Excuse me, where do you live now, sir? Tomorrow, I will personally invite you." After waiting for a while, Pei Ruochen invited him again politely.

"Don't dare to trouble your lord." Feng Jiu was terrified and resigned forcefully.

Pei Ruochen is now a big shot in the Celestial Dynasty, stomping his feet shocked everyone.

If he went to invite someone in person, that person would either be extremely honorable, or he would not live long.

Feng Jiu also knows this truth.

Pei Ruochen didn't answer directly, but stood up, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. Feng, see you tomorrow." '

The voice is so humble, but there is a kind of domineering that cannot be resisted.

Feng Jiu raised her eyes and looked at Pei Ruochen, who was like a crown jade in front of her. He was obviously a modest young man, but there was a rotten officialdom fermenting in it. Those warm and soft eyes somehow went deep, unfathomable. Not to the end.

However, the pupils are crystal bright, surprisingly bright, as if something is burning him in the deepest and deepest place, and the fire is shining, but it is a black flame.

"I'm sorry." Feng Jiu didn't bother to refuse, she bowed her hands and accepted it.

Pei Ruochen smiled, a smug smile.

High above.

Then, he turned his sleeves and waved his robe, and left without saying a word.

Feng Jiu got up to see him off, watching Pei Ruochen's back disappear at the door of the inn, Fang sat down again, and continued to drink the tea in his hand.

Yi Jian was about to rush downstairs, but He Lanxue stopped him with his arms. He Lanxue said in a low voice, "There are people watching outside."

Although Pei Ruochen left, he left behind two dead soldiers of the Pei family to guard outside the door, monitoring Feng Jiu's movements at any time, and it was obviously inconvenient to recognize each other at this moment.

"Wait a little longer, we'll talk about it tonight." He Lanxue said, pulling Yi Ren back into the room together with Yi Jian.

Their house is facing the street, and the windows are facing the street.

He Lanxue pushed the window open a gap and looked down from afar.

Pei Ruochen hadn't left yet, he was standing in front of the sedan chair, and there was another dead man from the Pei family kneeling in front of him, as if he was reporting something hastily.

The voice was very low and intermittent, He Lanxue gathered her true energy, listened carefully, and finally heard a clue.

"My lord, the princess is losing her temper again." The visitor said.

"Such a trivial matter, why come here to report it?" Pei Ruochen's voice was deep, a little angry.

The person who came was panicked and quickly explained: "However, the princess brought the empress back, and scolded the person sent by the emperor. The news from the palace said that when the princess brought the empress back, she also beat her. She slapped Concubine Lan, and Concubine Lan fell to the ground on the spot, as if her fetus was gasping, and now the imperial doctor is trying to rescue her."

Only then did Pei Ruochen's expression change, "Is Ruolan alright?"

"I don't know." The man answered awkwardly.

Pei Ruochen snorted coldly, turned around and got back into the sedan chair, and a dull command came from inside the sedan chair, "Enter the palace!"

Pei Ruolan was slapped by He Lanyou, causing her fetus to move.

With such a big incident, Pei Ruochen couldn't keep calm anymore.

Upstairs, He Lanxue, who heard these words, was in a different mood.

Rong Xiu was brought to the Prime Minister's Mansion by He Lanyou, why?

Why did He Lanyou hit Pei Ruolan?

After all, Rongxiu is also the empress of the Celestial Dynasty. Does a majestic empress need a married princess to protect her?
He Lanxue couldn't figure it out, and couldn't figure it out.

However, it is impossible for a smart person like him not to know how difficult Rong Xiu's situation is right now.

——Besides, she is not in the palace now.

She is in the prime minister's mansion.

It may be difficult to enter and leave the palace, but for He Lanxue, it is a matter of ease.

He was silent, leaning on the window sill, watching Pei Ruochen's sedan chair gradually disappear at the end of the long street full of people.

Yi Jian also heard those words in his ears, he looked at his prince hesitantly, and then looked back at Yi Ren who looked confused.

Could it be that the prince is planning to swing left and right again?Yi Jian had black lines on his face.

Sure enough, He Lanxue turned her head to look at Yi Ren, and then said: "Yi Jian, take care of Yi Ren, I'll come back as soon as I go."

"But the lord..." Yi Jian subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he didn't know what to say for a moment when the words came to his lips.

He is just a servant, it seems that he will never interfere with the prince's private affairs, let alone, it is still a private affair.

Yi Ren looked like he didn't understand anything, just stood there and looked at him with a smile.

only one glance.

Her eyes turned away immediately.

A half-understanding look.

He Lanxue was extremely calm, he smiled slightly, walked over, stroked Yi Ren's hair hanging on her shoulders, and said softly: "I want to leave for a while, and go to the prime minister's residence."

"Oh." Yi Ren looked left and right, just not looking at him, indifferent.

"I have to see Rongxiu." He Lanxue continued: "But, when I saw her, I didn't see her like you thought, because I couldn't let go or something else. Rather, I had to ask her to confirm some things, and that was very important."

"I didn't think about anything." Yi Ren's gaze finally stopped on He Lanxue, and she said softly, "You don't need to tell me what you decide."

He Lanxue listened, but felt happy.

—Does she not care at all?

"Anyway, I believe you." Yi Ren added naturally.

He Lanxue was startled, then smiled.

"Then you wait for me, I'll be back at night." He flicked her nose with his fingertips, feeling inexplicably elated.

Yi Ren turned his head and looked at the long street again.

And Pei Ruochen's sedan chair was nowhere to be found.

The former Prince Consort's Mansion is now the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It has just entered spring, but it is already depressed.

He Lanxue dodged the corner, avoided another group of patrolling dead men, and sneaked into the back garden familiarly.

——When the house was built, he also participated in the supervision, so he was familiar with the layout inside.

Thinking of the moment when He Lanyou and Pei Ruochen were newly married, the whole garden was dressed in red and green, the lights were bright, and dragons and snakes danced in a pool.

Unexpectedly, after only half a year, it has already failed like this: broken leaves all over the ground, scattered on the surface of the pool, no one takes care of them, rotting by themselves, and the wind blows, setting off a stench.

He Lanxue sighed secretly for a while, then quietly flashed towards He Lanyou's favorite attic.

The reason why she was sure that she was there was only because, besides He Lanyou, Rong Xiu also liked that place.

It was a tall building made of wood, facing windows on all sides, standing on the attic, with a clear breeze and bright moon, you can have a panoramic view of the entire garden.

Caressing a Yaoqin and looking at a pool of spring water were once Rongxiu's favorite things to do.

She has always been quiet.

Recalling the already blurred image in her heart, He Lanxue couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt, whether it was joy or astringency, but those feelings all had a long-lasting meaning, like an inaudible whisper floating from an ancient time.

Sure enough, He Lanxue fell behind a few times, and finally stopped on a big tree in front of the attic. Through the sparse branches, he saw two figures inside without any surprise.

The carved wooden window was open, and the woman who was closer to the window was wearing a goose-yellow dress and a lavender cloak on the outside, with towering temples, it was He Lanyou.

(End of this chapter)