In the Twelve Cellar Office, Feng Bao was invited to the main seat to sit down. The four-sided mahogany table was filled with delicious dishes. The people sitting around the table were all from the Silijian, and each person had a small cup of water in front of the table.

liquor.

"We all said that we won't handle this year."

"The chief magistrate has such a big event every year. If we don't give you a serious glass of water and wine, we are ignorant." Xu Shiheng said, "This stall is indeed not suitable for a large-scale operation. If the young ones dare not give the chief magistrate's attention,

So there are no one else present now, they are all our own family members, so they just treat it as a casual meal.”

Feng Bao sighed: "You are intent."

I couldn't help but think that during his birthday banquet in previous years, the Twelve Prisons were very lively. The prisoners came to him like kowtowing and giving gifts all day long, and even the emperor would send someone to give him a gift.

It’s not a good time to catch up this year. Just at this troublesome stall, how could he dare to do it in a big way?

Xu Shiheng brought everyone in the Silijian to toast Feng Bao: "I wish the Grand Prix will have a day every year and a day every year."

Feng Bao's forehead numbed.

This word is a good word, but this word is too easy for him to think of a certain master in the harem.

I couldn't help but think of the scene when he hit Mama Yu shortly after. At that time, the imperial concubine stared at the bloody board in his hand, her eyes were clear and cold as if she was not as popular as she was. She was obviously born with a pair of water moon.

The appearance of a fairy like Guanyin, but the imperial concubine at that moment made people feel cold in the mountains and waters, and when they look at her, they feel cold in their hearts.

Feng Bao was in pain, and the imperial concubine couldn't hold a grudge against him to death.

If he blew a little pillow in the future, he would have a pot of it.

Alas, being a slave is a life that is hard, and it is often difficult to please both sides, and sometimes even both sides are not human.

"Don't use this word in the future. The emperor's auspicious words for the imperial concubine in the New Year. Our despicable fate is not available." Feng Bao shook his head and sighed, and drank the cup of water and wine.

Xu Shiheng hurriedly said, "We said the wrong thing, don't blame me."

Feng Bao waved his hand and picked up the chopsticks: "It's time to use it. Go back and rest early after use, so you can keep your energy in good spirits. You can make fewer mistakes when you pay."

The banquet ended before the hour of Hai.

Xu Shiheng fed water to serve Feng Bao. The other internal supervisors knew that Eunuch Xu was a capable person around Feng Dajian, so they did not dare to rush forward to show their respect. After giving the gift, they all surrendered one after another.

"Thank you for the hard time in the Grand Prix."

Feng Bao wiped his face and sighed: "Everyone is jealous of our family's scenery. I think our family is the first person in front of the imperial court. I don't know how proud they are. But how many of them saw that our family was beaten behind their backs."

Xu Shiheng took the wet veil and said, "He is also the one who serves the emperor. Of course, the young one understands the hardships. As a slave, the most hope is that the master can do everything smoothly."

This really touched Feng Bao's heart, "Yes, I hope that the emperor will always be able to do what he wants before. That's a great blessing for us."

But it's difficult.

The scene that day after returning from Changxin Palace flashed in my mind.

The emperor stayed in the Qinzheng Hall until midnight, and lost his sense of consciousness when he put his pen for no reason. When he looked up, he suddenly said to him: "It turns out that in the thirteenth year of Yuanping, I had a child."

He didn't dare to respond to this, he could feel the uneasy mood of the man in the throne.

That night, the emperor did not go to the Yangxin Hall and rested directly on the couch in the compartment of the Qinzheng Hall.

The next morning, when he had no idea what the emperor looked like with bloodshot eyes, he knew that the imperial concubine was afraid of being overwhelmed by the emperor. Although the matter seemed to be the past, it had become an indelible thorn in the emperor's heart.

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As expected, during the next period of time, the emperor ignored the imperial concubine. If this matter was really turned over, the emperor would definitely send some supplements to Changxin Palace, and then remind people from the Imperial Hospital to go over and give them the help.

The nanny who died of extermination was treated to show her comfort to the concubine.

It’s better to keep the imperial concubine from being lenient and fierce.

But the emperor did not. It has been several days since that incident, but the emperor did not have any intention of comforting him. This shows how deep the emperor's grudge against the incident is in his heart.

Feng Bao thought, afraid that the emperor would not be able to overcome the obstacles in his heart, and he would not be willing to leave it alone.

He couldn't help but sit on the couch and his eyebrows were frowning. The sky was upset and depressed. How could these people who accompany you have a better life?

I couldn't help but blame the concubine for being a little bit. I wondered how dare the concubines of all dynasties be so bold? They all tried their best to fall for her, but she was desperately defeated. This is really, really... no wonder

The emperor was in real fire. Isn’t this intentional stepping on the emperor’s face?

"I hope the imperial concubine can be harmonious."

Xu Shiheng's sigh made Feng Bao come back to his senses.

Although he was so eager for it, he was used to being alert. He kept silent and would not talk much about anything that had something to do with the imperial concubine.

He cleared his throat and was about to say that it was too late to let Xu Shiheng go back and rest, but suddenly the other party said again - "Master, I am so sorry for being too talkative. I can't let the emperor and the imperial concubine have another gap."

Feng Bao's back was all cold and he subconsciously went to look at the door of the house, then squinted his eyes to look at Xu Shiheng. The other party had always been cautious in his words and actions, but today he became a little abnormal.

What made him even more alert was that just now, he felt that he was referring to what the other party said.

His first reaction was to suspect that the other party was hinting at the important doctor Wang. The reason why he thought of this first was because the life of the imperial doctor Wang was at a critical moment. Several times, he felt keenly that the emperor seemed to be about to speak.

He asked him to deal with the imperial physician, but he stopped several times.

Holding the surprise, he asked calmly: "Then what Eunuch Xu means..."

Xu Shiheng took out a pair of white glaze small porcelain bottles with both ears, "This is a very good medicine for the young man to look for from outside the palace. Don't blame the young man for being troubled, but I just think that those who accompany you are more in a hurry.

It’s urgent. The masters are precious in gold and jade. Some things are inconvenient or impossible to pull them down first. We must be slaves to understand them."

Feng Bao then understood what the other party meant. He knew that it was not the leak of the matter of the Emperor Wang, so he was alert to his heart.

"You should know that walking in the palace is that there are often few slaves who take their own initiative."

"What's wrong with the safety of the Grand Priest Changxingong Madam?" Xu Shiheng said with a low eyebrows, "The Imperial Concubine will remember your kindness."

Feng Bao's heart moved and thought about it.

It is also possible to send it in his personal name. Although it is indeed a bit self-decisive in the priest, it is hard to say that it is not a good seller for both parties. Needless to say, the priest is, but the priest... look at the priest,

It doesn't seem like I really want to leave my hands open.

Feng Bao gritted his teeth and took the small porcelain bottle of the ears.

Forget it, at worst, you can be punished again, which is better than being hated by the imperial concubine.

Otherwise, if the nanny really has something to do, wouldn’t this account be firmly nailed to him?

"It's fine if some words come into my ears."

"The little one knows that it's amazing, and the little one dare not talk a word after this sect."

Walking out of Feng Bao's house, Xu Shiheng stopped and looked silently in the direction of the Six Palaces for a moment, then fell in an inch and walked towards his house.

In Changxin Palace, Wen Yin stroked the porcelain bottle's ears with her fingertips, but she had not spoken for a long time.

The grass and trees are turning yellow in autumn, and the autumn wind blows through the fallen leaves on the trees and slaps on the window frames, and the afterglow of the sunset falls on the person sitting quietly in front of the couch through the window screen.

The six palaces were all trying to know what mistake the imperial concubine had made. Not only did she get punished by the emperor, she even asked the emperor to order a stick to hit the nanny.

Anyone who has been in the palace for more than half a year is afraid that no one will know how important the concubine of Changxin Palace regards her nanny. In the past, the saint gave her some points to the nanny to show her favor to the nanny to show her favor to the nanny in the past.

Face now, he beat the nanny regardless of the concubine's feelings, which shows that the concubine's actions were not trivial.

It's strange that everyone in the harem couldn't find out about this.

The concubines then contacted the major events that had happened recently, trying to find some clues and guessed them. Some people thought it might be related to the difficult childbirth of Lan Cairen. Some of them went to Yonghe Palace to inquire, but they were tentatively asked by Lan Cai.

The man spat out.

The matter committed by the imperial concubine has undoubtedly become a unsolved case in the harem.

Besides, Feng Bao was worried for a while after he finished delivering the medicine.

But gradually he found that the emperor seemed to have agreed to his actions and never had any unexpected attitude towards this.

Fortunately, he couldn't help but be shocked. Xu Shiheng was even more accurate than him.

On this day, when the emperor seemed to have accidentally asked the Emperor Wang in the prison, Feng Bao's mind suddenly flashed through what Xu Shiheng said that day that he could not add any more clefts.

"The Lord, the servant thinks that there are many kinds of treatments against the Imperial Doctor, and there is no need to take his life. After all, it would be too unworthy to let the Lord and the Empress have a conflict for the sake of his indifferent person.

"After saying that, Feng Baofang seemed to be shocked to realize that he was talking too much, so he hurriedly knelt down and apologized, "Sister talks too much, he deserves to die!"

The man in the throne did not punish him. After bent his fingers slightly and knocked over the handrail, he screamed indifferently.

Turning on the second day of the month, the imperial concubine had already lifted the ban, and the sage also had the blessing of Changxin Palace on that night.

Perhaps the two emperors and concubines were both in their hearts. After more than ten days of meeting each other, there was nothing else to say except to greet them.

In the inner bedroom, Zhu Jing stood there and looked at her, Wen Yin turned sideways towards the lattice window, and her eyes fell on the two hanging vertical axes for a long time.

There is no sound in the room, and the surrounding atmosphere is temporarily condensed.

"I have sent Wang Xiping back home today." He slowly stepped over, looking at her eyebrows slightly moved because of the words, and was introverted. "He plotted to murder the emperor's heir, and I cut him into pieces,

Now that I am willing to let him get out of my body, it is not because of my great mercy, but because of Feng Bao's slave, he said that it is absolutely worth it to have a conflict with the imperial concubine because of one of them."

He walked up to her and stopped, looking at her cold side face with deep eyes, and sighed a little with a gentle voice: "I think so deeply."

"Thank you... the emperor is generous."

Zhu Jing looked at her jade-like jawbone and lowered his voice: "Let's turn around and tell me."
To be continued...