When he returned to the mansion, Murong Feng was planting flowers in the courtyard. It was a pot of osmanthus and a fine flower blooming. Seeing that he was back, he smiled and said, "It was sent by the emperor's uncle. It was said that it was the new branches of the osmanthus that were originally planted. I dug it out and sent it over. I chose a pot to plant it. How are you looking at it?"

"Uncle the emperor is really partial. I asked for it several times and he refused. This time he was so generous. He first sent flowers, and then sent another pot. If my grandmother knew, she would have been 'sad'. But she asked for it several times. Uncle the emperor refused to agree, and even the flower was not willing to pick it." Sima Rui joked with a smile, "It's rare that the emperor likes you so much. He rarely interacts with the younger generation. It's just that these younger generations are more arrogant and boring than the other generation."

Murong Feng smiled slightly, "I'm afraid that the fourth prince's 'famous' is outside, so he is also afraid of you. What's wrong with Miss Yuejiao?"

"Aren't you angry?" Sima Rui was stunned. Murong Feng took the initiative to mention Yue Jiao, and his tone was very peaceful, which surprised him and blurted out.

Murong Feng smiled, "Angry? Where am I angry? It's so strange."

Sima Rui felt a little embarrassed, "It's really strange. I hope you are angry, but I'm afraid you are angry. The former is because you think that if you are angry, it means that you still care about me; if you are angry, it means that if you are angry and ignore me, how can I make up for it?"

Murong Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "Sima Rui, you are not only thick-skinned, but also have great skills in your mouth. Miss Yuejiao hurts her legs. If she rests in bed, she should still be recovering. I hope she can still dance the dance she likes in the future. Her dance is really good."

Sima Rui sighed and said helplessly: "I am worried about this. Her condition has changed. The imperial physician sent someone to inform me that she was infected with a special poison in Wumeng Kingdom. I am afraid that she can't dance in the future."

"The poison of Wumeng Kingdom? Is it related to red jade?" Murong Feng blurted out.

Sima Rui was stunned, "How did you know?"

Murong Feng secretly blamed himself for speaking quickly and immediately smiled and said, "Guess. You said that the poison from Wumeng Country is special. Of course, it is not something that ordinary people can get. Yali is now the Queen of Concubine Li, and she doesn't need to treat anger with a brothel girl. But besides her, the only ones who can get this special poison from Wumeng Country are Sima Qiang and Hongyu. Isn't the medicine that cures my illness Hongyu brought back from Wumeng Country? But how did she make a grudge with Miss Yuejiao? That Miss Yuejiao doesn't seem to be a fool, and she has the name of your fourth prince, why? - Maybe it has nothing to do with her, it's the medicine used by other people."

Sima Rui didn't think much about Murong Feng's intelligence. He just thought she was really guessing and said, "This palace is a place of right and wrong, but Yue Jiao is in trouble. If it were really Hongyu, I would definitely not forgive her. Yue Jiao was just quietly a dancer. What's so much she did?"

Murong Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she really guessed it, but if she hadn't heard Sima Minglang say in advance that Yue Jiao was actually Sima Zhe's person, she wouldn't have thought it was Hongyu. But, looking at that Hongyu, who is virtuous and kind, how could it be so cruel? I don't know what kind of poison in Yue Jiao is, and she would have to implicate her in the future. But how did Hongyu know that Yue Jiao is Sima Zhe's person? And she is Sima Qiang's concubine now, and the relationship between the two is good, why should she be related to Sima Zhe's affairs? I really don't understand.

No, everyone in this palace has a mask to wear, right?

Maybe it has nothing to do with red jade at all.

"How can I cure her?" Murong Feng asked worriedly, and suddenly said with a smile, "Why don't you go and ask Concubine Li for help. With her identity as the princess of Wumeng, what kind of special poison can make her difficult."

"It was just after I asked her to help that I realized that Yue Jiao was captured in the poison of Wumeng Kingdom, and that this poison is not available to ordinary people, so I also suspected that it was Hongyu. After all, Yue Jiao and--" Sima Rui stopped talking and said, "Have you had lunch?"

Murong Feng stopped asking and nodded, "I've eaten it and I've had it for a while. I'm afraid you haven't eaten yet, so go and have some food. I'll plant the flowers here and water them with some water. Grandma just asked Xiao Dezi to ask us to go to Xiangfu Palace, and I've agreed."

"Okay." Sima Rui agreed, "Be careful not to hurt your hands, or let me do it, just watch from the side."

"That's really boring." Murong Feng smiled, lowered his head, and cultivated soil for the osmanthus flowers. "It's really fun to plant this flower myself."

The Empress Dowager was chatting with Sima Minglang. Tomorrow is August 15th, and I only see this son once a year. I always can’t chat enough every time. Xiao Dezi said: “The Empress Dowager, the Fourth Prince and the Fourth Prince’s Concubine are here.”

Murong Feng wore a water blue skirt, simply tied his hair and inserted a jade hairpin of the same color. Since she wore a phoenix crown that had been worn all day on the day of her wedding, she has become immune to the decorative items on her head and doesn't like it at all. She wished she could just as easily as Bai Min's era, and just tied it up with a clip at most, which is simple and easy to get it, and it's comfortable. But, after all, this place is ancient. If she really tied her ponytail, everyone would probably think that she had a problem with her brain. The men here all had long hair, and they were tied with jade on their heads. She couldn't do the same, so she had to give up those hairpins and hairpins and just pick them up.

"Feng'er doesn't seem to like decorative items very much. She is so clean and refreshing every time, so she looks comfortable." The empress dowager said with a smile.

Murong Feng smiled slightly, "Grandmother is really complimenting. Feng'er is actually lazy. She has worn a phoenix crown all day that day and pressed the bruise on Feng'er's forehead. Feng'er was just scared, and she just wished she had nothing on her head except hair."

The queen mother smiled happily, "Grandmother thought so, but grandmother didn't have the same mood as Feng'er. At that time, no matter how she didn't like her, she had to put a hairpin and a hairpin on her head. She walked around with gold and jade on her head. It was still Feng'er's better, both beautiful and comfortable."

Everyone smiled.

Sima Minglang smiled slightly and asked, "Do you like osmanthus? I still carry dew when I picked it in the morning. It smells so good, it is the fragrance and sweetness."

"Thank you, Uncle," Murong Feng gave a gentle gift, "The one I sent was also excellent. There were still some flowers, and I just planted."

Sima Rui, who was standing beside him, laughed and said, "Grandma, I'm going to sue the emperor's uncle. Grandma, you don't know how the emperor treasures the things in his old house, especially the two osmanthus flowers he had planted in small plants. He loves it as treasures. Even when his grandmother smells the fragrance and wants to pick some, he is reluctant to give it. He actually delivered it to Ruier's flower basket in the morning, and later a pot of osmanthus flowers. Haha, you have to teach him a lesson to achieve it."

"Is that?" the queen mother looked at her son and asked with a smile, "If it is true, I will have double."

Sima Minglang smiled slightly, "Ruer's mouth is getting more and more unkind. I was scolded for giving it something. I feel so aggrieved."

"Will you stay for more days when you come back this time?" asked the Queen Mother.

"I plan to live for a few days before leaving." Sima Minglang said lightly, his eyes slipping gently and quickly over Murong Feng. Murong Feng smiled faintly, without any trace. Sima Minglang's heart was both warm and lost. Such a woman could only wish she would not meet before she got married.
Chapter completed!