Chapter four hundred and sixty-three, maintenance, you can be yourself
After hearing the report from the chamberlain, the queen frowned tightly, waved her hand, and the chamberlain stepped back respectfully.
"Empress, do you think Feng Yu really wants to die?" Seventh Princess Feng Ningshuang curled her lips disapprovingly, "He wanted to die, but why didn't he die? Empress, Feng Yu was just pretending, knowing that the emperor's grandmother was the most
I love him so much that I deliberately made things like this. In my opinion, it would be better if he died."
"No!" the queen said coldly, "now is not the time."
"Mother, you always say it's not the right time. He has made such a fuss. Who do you really think he is? Are we going to let him go?" Feng Ningshuang said angrily.
She is the Queen's legitimate daughter, and even the brothers in the harem have to show kindness to her, but Feng Yu, this bastard, never treats herself well.
I won’t talk about it when I was young. Just this time, when the two of them faced each other, Feng Yu did not fail to stumbling upon her. Ever since Feng Yu came to the capital, the seventh princess felt that she had been restrained a lot.
"He is the son of Prince Qi." The emperor calmly reminded his somewhat irritable daughter.
"So what if Prince Qi's son!" Feng Ningshuang became increasingly angry.
"The son of Prince Qi does not only represent your father's biological brother, nor does it represent your imperial grandmother's other biological son, but only represents the head of the vassal king." The queen sighed in a low voice.
"Then we have to give in to him forever?" Feng Ningshuang was not convinced.
"It won't be forever. Your father...can't bear it forever, wait...just wait for a while." The queen comforted her daughter, raised her eyes and looked at her and said, "Shuang'er, you are angry."
Feng Ningshuang took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart, "Mother, it's not me who is angry, it's this bastard who is really not a human being. If he wants to burn himself, he will burn himself. He will do whatever he wants. Why should he take my flowers?"
If they are all pulled out, then the eighteen bachelors I finally raised will be used as firewood."
Thinking of her Eighteenth Bachelor, Feng Ningshuang was not angry at all, and her distressed hands almost trembled. This is Li Xian's favorite Eighteenth Bachelor camellia. She cultivated it wholeheartedly, and this year it has grown slightly.
Some bloomed, and I heard that next year the blooms would be extremely prosperous and beautiful, so she waited with great regret.
The so-called flowers are full and the moon is full, which is the greatest blessing to her and Yangshan Hou Shizi Li Xian. Li Xian specially brought this flower from outside the palace and transplanted it in the palace. She also promised at the time that the flower would only get better and better.
Next season, there will definitely be a delightful Eighteen Bachelors, better than those outside.
But now, Feng Yu was actually given to Huo Huo, and Feng Ningshuang gritted her teeth angrily.
"Okay, if the flowers are gone, they are gone. It's not a big deal." The queen comforted her daughter warmly, "I will find a more suitable one for you later."
"Mother, can this be the same?" Feng Ningshuang said angrily.
"Otherwise, it can still be like this, wait a little longer," the queen said.
"Mother, you keep asking me to wait, wait for everything, wait for the marriage, wait for the crown prince position, wait for all this, when will it end." Feng Ningshuang stood angrily.
He got up and said forcefully, "Mother, if my daughter still has something to do, I won't accompany my mother."
After saying that, she gave a hasty salute to the Queen, turned around and left. She wanted to see if the Eighteenth Bachelor could survive. If there were still some branches left, there was no chance that he could survive.
It was not easy for her and Li Xian to get to where they are now. As soon as she met Li Xian, she decided to marry him no matter what, even if she had already chosen her husband...
Feng Yu was not beaten hard, and his skin was not even broken. The prince of Qi had injured his leg before. Eunuch Sun next to the emperor also hinted that they were just pretending. Who dared to really attack? Everyone picked it up high.
, put it down gently, which means the sound is a little louder. It doesn't matter whether you fight or not at this time, but depending on the master's intention, the sound must be loud.
Sun Xing also specially begged the Prince of Qi to "joke" several times in order to make everyone look good.
Fortunately, the Prince of Qi is now rare and easy to talk to.
By the time Feng Yu was in a wheelchair, there was no serious problem.
Yu Xijiao was leaning on the couch, her right palm wrapped in a scarf. She was injured.
I was pushed by Mingyue, hit the wheel, twisted my leg, pressed my hand to the ground, was scratched by the stones on the ground, and had many bruises on my body, but fortunately they were not serious.
The assassin missed, and the dagger in his hand was knocked over by Ming Yue. He immediately prepared to run away. Only then did Ming Yue want to chase. The officer from the Criminal Department reacted and wanted to chase. The two of them bumped into each other again, giving Chen Er a chance to escape. Fortunately, Feng Er
Yu's carriage came over, and people from Prince Qi's Mansion caught him.
Feng Yu got off the carriage, sent someone to notify An and the eldest princess, and carried Yu Xijiao into the palace to find the imperial doctor.
This is an empty side hall of the Chun'an Palace of the Empress Dowager, and it is temporarily given to Yu Xi.
"Is the prince okay?" Seeing Feng Yu come in, Yu Xijiao looked at his face and asked. There was such a big commotion outside. Even if she was recovering from her injuries, she already knew about it.
"What could be the matter?" Feng Yu raised his handsome eyebrows, very leisurely, completely unaware that he had just made a big fuss in the palace and alerted the Queen Mother and the Emperor.
"Where's Mingyue?" Yu Xijiao asked. She was currently served by Qingyue, who disappeared after entering the palace.
"What's the use?" Feng Yu asked lazily, stretching out his hand to signal Yu Xijiao to extend her hand as well.
"I want the bright moon." Yu Xijiao insisted with a serious face.
"It's just a useless maid. I'll find you a better one." Feng Yu said lazily.
"I want Mingyue." Yu Xijiao raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.
Feng Yu stretched out his slender fingers and tapped on the chair rail: "It's not impossible."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yu Xijiao closed the door and locked it and breathed a sigh of relief, "If there was no bright moon this time, I'm afraid I really wouldn't be able to be here."
"By letting the master get injured, you failed to fulfill your duty as a guard."
"It's because I didn't plan well." Yu Xijiao shook her head. The cause of this incident was her. She knew that Zhengyuan Hou Mansion would not let it go, but she actually neglected it because she was in front of the criminal department.
His long eyelashes fluttered twice, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes: "Your Majesty, can you help me find out the perpetrator? What happened around him, and what happened before and after him."
The man named Chen Er was seen by Yu Xijiao in her dream.
Desperate, this person was actually there when something happened to his brother and eldest sister...
The breath between the noses was a bit more bloody, and he held it hard with his hands.
Feng Yu's wrist was suddenly held, and his slender fingers lightly touched Yu Xijiao's clenched fist. Yu Xijiao's hand involuntarily let go, and was then pulled to the table in front of her.
When the room became quiet, Feng Yu closed his eyes and checked his pulse. He felt that there was nothing serious, so he let go.
"When can I go back?" Seeing him let go, Yu Xijiao asked.
"There is no rush now. Now that you have entered the palace, you have to take good care of yourself. If such a big thing happened to the daughter of a noble family, you have to take it easy."
Feng Yu said.
"How soon can I go back?" Yu Xijiao was silent for a moment and then asked.
"You can do it anytime, but you have to take care of it for a day or two." Feng Yu said with a smile.
"Your Majesty... why don't you ask me?" Yu Xi fluttered her long eyelashes twice, then lowered her eyes and sighed softly.
"If you want to say it, I'll listen." Feng Yu said disapprovingly, leaning lazily against the chair rail, the corners of his thin lips slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared, as lively and fragrant as ever,
As if he was not the one who caused trouble before, Yu Xijiao was also speechless.
"Your Majesty, if you think there is something wrong with me, I will correct it." Yu Xijiao didn't know what to say, and finally could only say dryly.
"There is no need to correct it. You are now the Crown Prince of Qi. No matter how much you do, you can't compare to me. But you don't have to end up in such an embarrassing state in the future." The Crown Prince who had just returned from "burning" said,
So said.
Indeed, with the way this prince is lawless and dares to do such things in the palace, her matter is indeed not a big deal.
Yu Xijiao didn't know what to say for a moment, so she clasped her hands unconsciously and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Would you like to go for a walk in the yard?" Feng Yu invited teasingly.
"Your Majesty, you have just been beaten with a stick." Yu Xijiao reminded helplessly. Even for the sake of the emperor's face, this person cannot move around freely now. Ten sticks cannot knock someone down, at least there are people who have to be beaten.
If you have been bad at doing things for a period of time, and if ten sticks are used to achieve nothing, then this farce is unlikely to end.
Moreover, he is still injured and unable to perform well!
"Uncle Huang doesn't pay much attention to this kind of thing." Feng Yu said rather playfully.
"The prince came to the capital not just to challenge the emperor's final bottom line, right?" Yu Xijiao looked at Feng Yu clearly and said with a serious face.
Looking at Yu Xijiao, who was solemn and full of disapproval, Feng Yu suddenly smiled and curled his eyes: "Since my prince's concubine has said so, then my prince should recuperate in the palace. We can't let him
The Crown Princess is alone here and is being bullied, but be careful with Zhang Wanyin and Feng Ningshuang."
"What's wrong with them?" Yu Xijiao frowned slightly. She may not meet the seventh princess, but Zhang Wanyin lives here, so she will definitely meet her. She came here to visit her before and was very polite and polite.
"Be careful with the thousand-year ship, I don't want to change to another imperial concubine." Feng Yu raised his eyebrows and said pointedly.
"Do you need the crown prince who looks like you?" Yu Xijiao thought for a while and asked tentatively. It was indeed lucky to have the crown prince of Prince Qi here today, and he even cleaned up the mess for her afterwards.
"Just be yourself. This prince's crown prince's status is completely different from your previous status." Feng Yu glanced at her sideways and said.
The meaning of these words was too clear. Yu Xijiao's heart trembled, and she felt inexplicably uneasy. She bit her lip, suppressed the strangeness at this moment, and then nodded: "Since he is in his position, he must plan his own affairs. The Crown Prince
Don’t worry, please pay attention to your safety, Your Majesty.”
Since she is the future Crown Princess of Qi, and since she has agreed to be the Crown Princess, she will definitely not hinder Feng Yu. The world only sees Feng Yu's nonsense, but she appreciates other meanings. In fact, in a certain way
To a certain extent, I and Prince Qi really share the same problem.
Going to Beijing as a hostage is a bit more dangerous than what I am doing right now.
Hearing Yu Xijiao say this, Feng Yu laughed. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes that he was not aware of. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Yu Xijiao's hair maliciously. The originally smooth hair was immediately combed.
It was messed up, and it also messed up Yu Xijiao's thoughts with countless emotions.
Tilting her head back, Yu Xijiao raised her eyes and glared at Feng Yu angrily.
"Look, what is this?" Feng Yu reached out and took out a letter from his arms, and waved it in front of her. The familiar handwriting made Yu Xijiao's heart beat a few times, and she hurriedly reached out, not caring about the messy words.