Seeing this, Ye Haotian immediately stepped forward to help Jiang Xiyuan up.

"The queen doesn't have to do this. Hanyue is not only your daughter, but also my daughter. I love her like you." He said, a trace of thought flashing in his eyes, "But, this Feng Qingyu is not easy to kill."

Otherwise, he would not have sent two groups of people out, and there was no news in the end.

After hearing this, Jiang Xiyuan immediately suggested: "Your Majesty might as well hold a palace banquet and issue an order to summon her into the palace. The palace is our own territory, so you are not afraid that she will run away."

A hint of praise flashed in Ye Haotian's eyes: "The queen is very sane, just do what you said!"

Immediately, he ordered outside: "Chang Lin, I will pass on my will. Three days later, I will hold a palace banquet in Qionghua Hall, intending to commemorate the deceased Princess Hanyue, and make sure to let all the ladies and ladies in Qingyang City participate."

Chang Lin was stunned: "Your Majesty, remember the princess, there is no need to hold a palace banquet, right?"

He had served the emperors of two dynasties, which was absurd.

Ye Haotian couldn't help frowning, with a hint of anger in his heart: "Just do that, just go and give orders!"

After hearing this, Chang Lin had to say, "Slave obeys the order."

"In addition, ask someone to prepare a good coffin and bury Hanyuehou into the imperial tomb." Ye Haotian looked at Ye Hanyue on the ground and ordered again.

According to previous regulations, it is impossible to do a big deal if an unmarried princess dies.

Being buried in the imperial tomb has given enough face.

"Slave obeys the order." After Chang Lin received the order, he went down to make arrangements.

From beginning to end, Ye Zheng just stood aside, with no expression on his face and no words.

...

One hour later.

Ye Haotian, who had arranged everything, sat in his seat, rubbed his temples, and then ordered into the air: "Come!"

In an instant, a man in black appeared in front of him.

"What are your instructions?"

"Have that lord made arrangements?" Ye Haotian asked.

"Go back to your Majesty, that lord has moved into Tsinghua Hall." The man in black replied.

Ye Haotian nodded and reminded: "You are so happy to see where you are. Don't let people neglect them. At the palace banquet in three days, be sure not to let people approach that palace, for fear of disturbing the adults inside."

The man in black clasped his fists: "I obey the order!"

"Go!"

Ye Haotian waved his hand and continued to massage his temples.

...

The second day will soon come.

Feng Qingyu, who had been practicing elixir in the space for one night, shook his a little sore mind, went straight to the second floor, lay on the bed and started to sleep.

When your mental power is exhausted, taking a nap for a while can fully recover, which is the fastest way to recover.

"Miss, are you awake? The palace sent an invitation, saying that a palace banquet would be held in three days. The master said that I would ask you to ask for your opinion."

I don’t know how long I slept, but Feng Qingyu heard Xiang Lan’s voice coming from outside the house.

She stretched and noticed that she had recovered all her mental power, and she was in a good mood for a moment.

Feng Qingyu stood up from the bed, changed her loose pajamas to the white skirt she usually wore and left the space.

"Xiang Lan, come in and talk."

After hearing this, Xianglan, who was outside the house, pushed the door open and came to Feng Qingyu with a slightly blessed body: "Please pay tribute to the lady."

Feng Qingyu waved his hand: "In front of me, there is no need to be so many false gifts. Let's talk about what the palace banquet in the palace is going on?"

Xianglan's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and she immediately said, "The people from the master said that in order to commemorate Princess Hanyue, His Majesty specially held a palace banquet to let all the ladies and ladies of the official family attend."

Feng Qingyu nodded: "What did my father say?"

"The master said that the order of Your Majesty cannot be directly shirked. I asked the lady's opinion. If the lady doesn't go, he will find an excuse for the lady." Xianglan said.

Feng Qingyu stroked her chin, and there was a hint of chuckling on the corner of her lips.

A palace banquet was held to commemorate Princess Hanyue?

This emperor's intentions are simply too obvious!

Obviously it was for her!

After all, when Ye Hanyue died, she was the only one who had conflicts with her.

Ye Zheng will definitely throw the blame on himself.

Since that's the case...

Of course she can't go!

Although you are not afraid, you can do less.

She has to practice and refine alchemy every day, and is busy.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu looked at Xiang Lan: "Go and say to my father, and I won't go."

"Yes!" Xiang Lan retired with a blessed body.

Feng Qingyu stretched out again and came outside the house, standing in the attic, overlooking the prime minister's mansion in front of him.

Today's prime minister's mansion looks prosperous on the surface, but its interior has long been hollowed out.

Thinking of the last time that Feng Qi Xiaobao asked her for a lot of money on the eve of the last competition with Ye Hanyue, Feng Qingyu finally looked at Xianglan who had already walked to the door.

"Xiang Lan, wait."

Xianglan stood at the door with a puzzled look on her face, a little nervous.

Feng Qingyu came close to him and said, "I'd better go there by myself, you can do your own."
Chapter completed!