Emperor Cheng De instantly showed a look of sudden realization.

Finally I realized something was wrong. The queen was too quiet today.

In the past, every time he came back to Jingren Palace for dinner, the Queen would greet him happily, serve him diligently, and talk to him happily. Since when did the Queen become so respectful and cold when he came to Jingren Palace for dinner?

Emperor Chengde couldn't think of it. After all, he had very few opportunities to eat at the same table with the queen in a year.

"Why don't you say anything?"

"The emperor said that he should not speak when he eats or sleeps."

Emperor Chengde was stunned: "..."

Did he say this?

Definitely not.

But he vaguely remembered that he had eaten at the Queen's place before. The Queen kept looking for something to chat with him, and he asked her not to disturb him while he was eating.

Is this a grudge?

Women are so stingy.

Emperor Cheng De curled his lips in disgust, and the palace became quiet, with only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing together.

After the meal, Yunlu and others came up with fresh fruits.

Chu Jinyan pinched a date and suddenly said to Empress Song: "There are so many fruits that the queen cannot eat all by herself. I will take some back with you."

There are less fruits that can be eaten in winter, but there is no shortage of fresh things in the palace. Chu Jinyan looked at the purple and bright grapes, and subconsciously thought of Lu Xiang's pair of dark and bright pupils.

"I've finished eating." Queen Song said without thinking.

"It's not good to eat too much fruits when it's cold. I'm doing this as a favor to my son."

Empress Song immediately understood that Chu Jin Banquet was intended to be given to Lu Xiang.

"Okay, Sang Ye, take the rest back to His Highness the Eighth Prince."

"Yes, empress." Sang Ye responded and turned around to pack the fruit.

Chu Jinyan left with the food box.

Queen Song looked at Emperor Chengde who was sitting in the palace drinking tea but did not get up and said, "Your Majesty, won't you leave?"

"Cough... cough cough cough..." Emperor Cheng De choked on a mouthful of tea and almost spit it out. He stared at Queen Song with a pair of eagle eyes: "Queen, what do you mean?"

Are you so bold as to take advantage of the leopard and actually drive him away?

Although he had no intention of staying overnight, leaving and being driven away were two different concepts.

Empress Song blinked innocently, looked at the rich night outside, and reminded: "It's getting late. Your Majesty, please go back and rest early."

Emperor Cheng De's face suddenly became elongated and extremely ugly. He stood up angrily and walked to his bedroom: "If you don't come back, someone will change my clothes for me."

Just leave as you say.

Don’t I want to lose face?

Empress Song stood blankly in the palace as if she had been struck by lightning...

On New Year's Eve, thin snowflakes began to float in the sky again, falling softly on people's shoulders.

Lu Xiang's carriage stopped at the entrance of Dali Temple. It was almost noon when he saw Sheng Xian walking out with a young man covered in blood and wearing thin clothes. In front of the two of them, Chu Jinyan's tall figure was walking in front.

, his face was as cold as frost, and his whole body was wrapped in wind and snow, exuding the pressure of extreme cold.

"Miss, we're out." Ah Man said to the car.

Lu Xiang opened the car door and said, "Come up quickly."

Chu Jinyan's face darkened: "Men and women are not allowed to kiss each other, so he rides in a sedan chair."

How could he tolerate another man staying in the same carriage as Lu Xiang?

"That's fine." Lu Xiang nodded: "Thank you for what happened today, Your Highness. I will take my leave first."

"Well, go ahead. Don't stay at other people's homes if you have nothing to do. Go back early." Chu Jinyan said.

When the noble and cold eyebrows fell on Lu Xiang, there was a hint of warmth.

Lu Xiang was stunned for a moment, nodded blankly and left.

Huo Pengzheng had been walking around the house restlessly early in the morning, opening the door from time to time to take a look.

"Sir, lunch is ready, do you want to eat now?" the mother-in-law came up and asked.

Huo Pengzheng waved his hand angrily: "I won't eat."

The son still doesn't know if he can come back safely. How can he think about eating at this time?

When the mother-in-law heard this, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and retreated.

Until he went out to look again, he saw a carriage approaching slowly, followed by a soft sedan chair.

Huo Peng was breathing heavily and nervously pressed against the door frame.

The carriage stopped and Lu Xiang walked out of the car. Huo Pengzheng strode forward to greet her: "Miss Lu." He called out and stared at the sedan behind.

Fang Zheng's face showed excitement, fear, and various emotions were constantly changing.

Just when he was struggling, he saw the sedan curtain being opened, and then Huo Yi, covered in blood, came out. When he saw his father's majestic and scary face, he immediately rushed over and hugged Huo regardless of the pain on his body.

Peng Zheng burst into tears with a cry of "Wow".

"Wow, woo, woo, dad... dad... I thought I would never see you again... I was so scared in prison..."

Huo Pengzheng was startled by his son's wailing. This was the first time he saw him crying like this while hugging him.

Huo Yi was really scared. He felt like he was on the verge of death when he was being tortured. Now he can't help but tremble when he thinks about it.

Huo Peng was crying because of Huo Yi. He awkwardly patted his back and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay..."

As he spoke, he looked towards Lu Xiang.

Snowflakes were flying in the sky, and the girl stood there with a slight smile. Her unpainted face had a pair of black eyes that glowed like mist, and her whole person was spotless.

"Miss Lu, come in quickly and talk."

Huo Peng pulled away his son who was crying miserably and hurriedly cupped his hands to Lu Xiang.

He was only concerned about whether his son would come back intact, and he ignored the fact that it was snowing outside.

Lu Xiang was wearing a fox fur and a hat, holding a small heater in her hand. She didn't mind if the father and son were excited outside for a while.

After entering the house, Ah Man took off the fox fur for her and went to the side with a handkerchief to gently wipe off the snowflakes on it.

Huo Peng was helping Huo Yi back to his room, then went to ask for a doctor, and let the boy help him change his clothes first.

As soon as he lay on the soft bed, Huo Yi felt the pain all over his body, as if his bones were broken, and he gasped in pain.

It wasn't that it didn't hurt before, but compared to the fear of death, these pains were completely unimaginable.

"Dad, am I really okay?" Huo Yi still didn't know what was going on. He only knew that someone went into the prison and took him out, then put him into a sedan and returned home: "What should I do next?

Are you being sent away with a makeover?"

"Then you must prepare more money for me. By the way, have you bought the house for your new residence?"

The corner of Huo Pengzheng's mouth twitched slightly, he put his hands behind his back, and stared at his son condescendingly: "You should smile secretly if you can save your life, and I will prepare money and a house for you. Are you daydreaming?"

Huo Yi shrank from being yelled at and did not dare to refute: "Then... then I can't do anything." How could he support himself?

Huo Peng was laughed out of anger, but when he saw that Huo Yi was covered in injuries and his shoulder was still bleeding, he didn't want to scold him anymore: "We are in the capital, there is no need to go anywhere, just take good care of your injuries, and then you can work like a cow or a horse after you are healed."
Chapter completed!