The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 237 This Place Doesn't Like You

Emperor Chu asked the imperial physician to step down, paced around the Hall of Hehuan, and finally made a decision: "Concubine Li loses her virtue after drinking, she should have entered the cold palace to repent her mistakes, but I think she has never made a big mistake. She was also pregnant with Liujia and seized the position of concubine until she gave birth to the emperor's son, so as to see the aftermath."

Everyone knew in their hearts that by doing this, Emperor Chu would no longer pursue Feng Zhirou's crimes, saying that it was to see the effect later, but no one knew that women in the palace were valued by mothers and children.

At that time, as long as Feng Zhirou gives birth to a prince, his status will probably be even more noble than now, and sooner or later the harem will fall into her hands.

But everyone still tacitly knelt down one after another, shouting for the brilliance of Emperor Chu, and Emperor Chu was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

As for Feng Wuxie, Emperor Chu adopted a policy of appeasement. He ordered people to carry a Jade Buddha to the warehouse and put it in front of Feng Wuxie.

"Concubine Nan's wedding is coming soon, this Jade Buddha will be given to you."

How could Feng Wuxie not know the intention of Emperor Chu, so he went down the donkey and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

After everyone had left, Emperor Chu stood alone in the Hall of Shengde, looking at the plaque hanging high in the hall, a little dazed.

In his life, he eliminated differences, quelled civil strife, fought in all directions, and the surrounding small countries bowed their heads to him. How difficult it was for him to go from an unfavored prince to today step by step.

But when I get old, I look around, but there is not even a caring person. Is the king destined to stand on a high place and be overwhelmed by the cold?
The saddest thing is the heirs, those who die, those who die young, in the end, there are only two princes left.

And he has reached his twilight years, whose hands will this world be handed over to?

Emperor Chu sighed deeply, and his figure was a bit bleak, when suddenly a cold voice sounded behind him.

"emperor."

When Emperor Chu turned his head, he saw a figure walking towards him, looked at the person standing in front of him, and said angrily, "You are so brave."

The visitor was dressed in a light green dress, with a slender and straight figure, and the Butterfly Gu around her waist swayed slightly as she walked. She knelt down on one knee in front of Emperor Chu: "Changying didn't dare, and Changying did it out of helplessness. That’s why we made such a move.”

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with the Jade Buddha, but Feng Wuxie found something on the base of the Jade Buddha.

There was a small groove there, and a note slipped quietly after it was uncovered.

Feng Wuxie held the note in his hand, and finally decided to come to see Emperor Chu, not for anything else but for Feng Qingyun, and she should do the same.

Emperor Chu glanced at her, his expression softened a little, and he said, "Get up, I called you here today, because I have something to ask you to investigate."

Feng Wuxie raised his head, glanced at Emperor Chu in surprise, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Since the incident of Concubine Li, the palace has been quiet for a few days. Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Emperor Chu is not at all interested.

In the past every year during festivals, there would be many concubines around Emperor Chu, but this year it was surprisingly deserted.

The people in the palace died, those who were locked up were locked up, and those who fled fled.

In just one year, so many things happened. Maybe it was because of his age that Emperor Chu felt more and more deserted.

"Father Emperor." A crisp voice sounded, and Emperor Chu turned his head, and saw Zhaoping appearing in front of him in a bright red palace attire.

The red palace dress was embroidered with gold thread, and the fine clouds set off the girl's figure exquisitely.

Zhaoping's eyes are shy, and his eyes are looking forward and looking graceful, and the big and black eyes are blinking, giving birth to the unique agility of girls.

Emperor Chu's expression was a little dazed, he didn't expect his little princess to be so slim in just a few years.

But immediately, Emperor Chu felt a little melancholy, his daughter was grown up and it was time to get married.

"Zhaoping, you are here." Emperor Chu showed a loving smile on his face, signaling Zhaoping to come forward.

It was the first time Zhaoping saw such a lonely figure of Emperor Chu, as if she had aged ten years overnight, she walked to Emperor Chu's side, smiling happily on purpose.

"Father, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days. Let's not spend it in the palace this year. Let's go for a walk, okay?"

Seeing his daughter so happy, Emperor Chu was also affected by her emotions: "Oh? Where does my Zhaoping want to go?"

Zhaoping's black eyes blinked, and he was playful: "The fourth brother's newly built garden is very big. I heard that he raised a pond of golden carp, which will jump out of the water under the moonlight. It's so beautiful. We will let the fourth brother prepare For good food and wine, just go to his house to eat and drink, okay?"

Emperor Chu was amused by Zhaoping's mischievous appearance and laughed heartily: "Take care of you, let your fourth brother prepare delicious food, let's go eat and drink."

"Father, have you agreed?" Zhaoping asked happily with bright eyes.

Emperor Chu shook his head, and smiled helplessly: "You little brat, you are trying to get out of the palace, and the emperor agreed."

Being bored in the palace all day, Emperor Chu also wanted to take advantage of this Mid-Autumn Festival to walk around outside. He heard that there would be a temple fair at night.

The ten-mile long street is illuminated by lanterns as bright as day, which is very beautiful.

Zhaoping cheered happily: "I'm going to tell the fourth brother, this time he has to bleed, haha..."

Emperor Chu looked at Zhaoping's running figure with a smile in his eyes.

August and fifteen are round, and on this day, the bright moon hangs high, shining silvery white on the ground.

The entire Yunyang City was immersed in a sea of ​​lanterns, shining brightly and charmingly.

The Prince Jin Mansion was dressed up early, and the red lanterns at the entrance were hung high, hanging around the entire Palace, looking very festive.

Because it was the first time to hold the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mansion, and the emperor was entertaining, so Gong Moran was very attentive. There were twice as many guards as before, and all servants in the mansion were only allowed to enter, not to leave.

From the safety of the mansion to the ingredients in the kitchen, every item has been checked by a special person. The ingredients have been tested with silver needles, and they are sent to the kitchen only if they are not poisonous.

Gong Moran took off his previous white clothes today, and wore a light blue brocade dress embroidered with cloud patterns, with a jade belt around his waist, which perfectly outlined his figure.

Even more narrow waist, slender legs.

He sat quietly on the chair, listening to the butler's report, nodding from time to time, with appreciation in his eyes.

It is less than an hour before the emperor arrives, at this juncture, nothing can go wrong.

Today, not only the emperor, but also the king of Nanfan and his concubine, as well as some ministers, must be perfect.

The communication outside the door came one after another, and the bachelors, ministers of the left and right, and the six divisions all slowly arrived, and Gong Moran led them to sit on the seats of the banquet step by step.

It was at this time that Feng Wuxie and Mo Sang entered Prince Jin's residence.

Today, she took off her princess outfit and wore a white dress, but her hair accessories still kept the unique braids of Nanfan.

It seems that there is also an exotic style, and instead of losing points, it gives her a lot of points.

Ever since the two stepped into Prince Jin's Mansion, they have attracted many people's attention.

Especially the scarf on Feng Wuxie's face made people feel that this Nan Wangfei was mysterious and unpredictable.

As the master, Gong Moran had already been waiting in the hall, when he saw Feng Wuxie and Mo Sang coming in, he went up to greet him.

"The king of Nanfan can come to my palace, it really makes Jinwang's palace full of glory." He smiled very warmly, as if it was another person who stopped the car at the gate of the palace a few days ago with a cold expression.

Mo Sang knew that Gong Moran would definitely not be as simple as he appeared on the surface, this person was well-organized in doing things, he had a certain amount of advance and retreat, he was a rare opponent.

"Prince Jin is really humble. To be invited by King Jin is the honor of my three lives." Mo Sang did not show weakness, although he was not as good as Feng Wuxie in terms of intelligence and strategy, but he dealt with people and exchanged pleasantries. This is his forte.

Gong Moran behaved generously and decently, with a frown and a smile showing the nobility of a prince, he led Feng Wuxie and Mo Sang into the main hall, and sat down on the seats that had been arranged earlier.

Feng Wuxie raised his eyes, and saw a young lady sitting beside her, Feng Wuxie nodded to her, but unexpectedly, the other party gave her a supercilious look.

Feng Wuxie was slightly stagnant, but he took a closer look at the daughter in front of him, and felt a little familiar at this glance.

Once when Feng Wuxie and Du Chun were having dinner in a restaurant, they met Feng Zhirou who sued the three daughters and spoke ill of herself.

Then he was scared by his Gu worms and rolled down the stairs. At that time, one of them had the daughter in front of him.

Feng Wuxie secretly laughed, it turned out to be an old friend.

At this time, there was some commotion outside, the noisy banquet hall suddenly became quiet, Feng Wuxie looked back.

Then I saw Jun Yeli dressed in black, wearing a black cloak, with Bing Tilian embroidered with silver thread, gorgeous and flamboyant.

His brows were cold and handsome, and he put away his usual smile. His inherent nobility made Jun Yeli look a little more mature, and his aura was indifferent and repulsive, which made a few people think about it. Miss Qianjin, who was about to approach, stopped involuntarily.

Jun Yeli glanced across the field lightly, and soon locked on to his target, and he strode forward.

But Feng Wuxie's heart suddenly tightened, because the direction he came from was right here.

A servant stood beside him, looking at the place where Jun Ye had left, with cold sweat on his forehead, that was the seat of his master, Prince Jin.

Today's home court is the emperor, although Gong Moran is the master, he is still not qualified to sit on the master seat.

For the convenience of returning to the emperor, he arranged the seat on the emperor's right hand side, and the seat next to him was Feng Wuxie.

Jun Yeli walked quickly, and never thought that his behavior had caused trouble to others.

In addition to that young servant, there is Xu Furong, the daughter of a bachelor, who is known as a talented woman, and she is good at piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Ordinary talented women are more arrogant and arrogant, always think that they are superior to others, coupled with Feng Wuxie's beauty, it makes her feel jealous.

It's just that the princess of a small country is so flamboyant.

Xu Furong originally wanted to find a good husband for herself at the banquet, but now everyone's eyes are fixed on Feng Wuxie.

She was sitting on Feng Wuxie's right hand, and was about to change a seat when she saw Jun Yeli walking in her direction.

Xu Furong, who was about to stand up, sat back again, trying her best to show her demeanor, but her heart was like a deer bumping wildly, and she peeked out of the corner of her eyes from time to time.

A pair of men's boots appeared in front of her, and Xu Furong's heart almost jumped out of her throat. Hearing the sound of air-conditioning around her, she was extremely proud.

If I could sit with King Xuan tonight and win King Xuan's favor, maybe I could marry into King Xuan's mansion and become a princess in the future.

Thinking of this, Xu Furong sat up in a more ladylike manner, even a standard smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.

"It doesn't seem suitable for you to sit here." The man's voice was cold and chilling.

(End of this chapter)