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Chapter 86 Are You Sick?

Laba is just around the corner.

Whether it is the family of officials or ordinary people, every household is preparing for the New Year's Eve.

The day of the yamen seal is set on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.

Feng Jing counted the days, and it was almost half a month.

As long as we can live in peace and stability, this year will be considered peaceful.

If there is anything else, it will have to wait until next year to open the seal.

However, during this period of time, it should have been the busiest time for the officials in the yamen around Qianbu Corridor.

This busy, not only in the daytime.

After leaving the Yamen, there are all kinds of entertainment.

As for their red-clothed guards, they seemed a little more free.

They don't like to invite them to the entertainment everywhere.

Drinking during the banquet, it’s okay if you really drink unconscious, because you’re afraid that the smell of alcohol will make you unable to control your mouth, and you will jump out of what you should say and what you should not say.

In case something falls into Chi Yiwei's ears...

Whoops!
It is uncertain whether he will still hang out in Qianbulang in the twelfth lunar month of next year.

Feng Jing was happy to be quiet, and he didn't want to join in the excitement of the entertainment venue. He took a small wine pot and went to make a pot of hot wine every day after leaving office, which was more comfortable than anything else.

The other brothers said he was an "old man with fun", and Feng Jing himself laughed, and after the laugh, he remained the same.

"Commander," Feng Jing hurried to find Lin Fan, "I haven't heard anything about the situation you asked me to inquire about in the past few days."

Lin Fan nodded and said "hard work".

From that day on, he asked Feng Jing to pay more attention to whether the common people were still spreading rumors about Qin Luan's fate and His Royal Highness' health, and he got an answer today, as expected.

Those rumors were not intended to stir up trouble among the people, they were aimed at the palace.

Now that it has been "passed" to the emperor's ears, there is no need to spread it outside.

At least, the eyes can turn to silence, and then when the time is right, the old things will be brought up again.

The so-called "suitability" is of course when the doubts in the emperor's heart are rolling again.

"It's not hard," Feng Jing laughed, looked around, lowered his voice, and sighed, "Those who spread those words don't want to live a peaceful life just by looking at them, and the tricks behind them are dirty!"

He has not been in the officialdom for a long time, and he has seen few twists and turns, but Feng Jing thinks that his mind is still clear.

What he heard may not be the whole picture.

But the commander is well-informed, and he must know the danger, so he is so cautious.

Because, everyone wants to have a peaceful life, not just this year, but many years to come.

Thinking about this, Feng Jing said: "Let's finish this year first, my niece and daughter are already planning to go to the street to watch the fireworks."

Lin Fan smiled.

In the imperial city, the lights are bright.

Concubine Shun sat at the table, the table was full of good food, she didn't have much appetite.

She didn't move her chopsticks, and Zhao Qi on the other side of the table couldn't move either.

"Mother Concubine," Zhao Qi persuaded, "Let's eat, don't get cold."

Concubine Shun fixedly looked at Zhao Qi, and said: "I heard that you haven't eaten in your own palace for a few days? I asked you to spend more time with your wife, didn't you listen to a word? Don't let people block you at the gate of the palace, where are you going? Tell her to accompany her, tell her to stay with me, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything," Zhao Qi quickly explained, "Shu'er has a picky mouth during pregnancy, and she can't eat with me, and you think I'm annoying, won't this save you all from being annoyed, so I can eat by myself?"

"You still make sense?" Concubine Shun snorted, "Who is not like this for a pregnant woman, you can't control your mouth for ten months? Then what are you thinking about the eldest grandson of the emperor!"

Zhao Qi didn't like to hear this.

What he ate and drank, after ten months, the baby would be born as it should be, and it had nothing to do with him.

When Concubine Shun saw his expression, she felt angry all over her body: "You picked the man yourself!"

"My son didn't say anything bad about her," Zhao Qi curled his lips, "I just don't eat in the palace, if it's a local chicken, I can't even have the chicken coop."

"Shut up!" Concubine Shun slapped the table down, causing the bowls and chopsticks to clank, "You really don't know anything!"

Zhao Qi asked: "What should I know?"

Concubine Shun got angry, and said in a hurry: "You still eat a piece of native chicken, most of you want to hug the golden phoenix, it really falls to His Highness..."

"Him?" Zhao Qi was extremely surprised, and waved his hands again and again, "Impossible, when he becomes ill, Marquis Yongning will marry his granddaughter to him?"

Concubine Shun pursed her lower lip.

She made a slip of the tongue.

No matter what rumors you heard, you should not tell Zhao Qi.

Just now Zhao Qi was angry and didn't stop talking, but now that she came back to her senses, Concubine Shun said: "What the concubine mother means is that it doesn't matter whether it's a native chicken or a phoenix, don't talk about it, just be yourself. Second Highness, wait for your wife to give birth to the child."

Zhao Qi agreed, but he still had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Concubine Mu mentioned last time that Concubine Shu called Qin Luan over to talk, and it was the Empress Dowager who nodded.

A long time ago, he also heard a saying that the Empress Dowager believed in Qin Luan's so-called Phoenix Fate.

So……

He, Zhao Qi, is the grandson of the imperial grandmother, and Zhao Yuan is also the grandson of the imperial grandmother.

Zhao Cheng's age is really not right, so the emperor's grandmother pushed Zhao Yuan out?

My brother, can Zhao Qi not know that Zhao Yuan is a medicine jar?

Don't talk about giving Zhao Yuan a golden phoenix, even if you give him a nest of golden eggs, they will all be beaten by eggs.

Could it be...

Zhao Qi took a deep breath.

Is his eldest brother's illness a feign?
No, he's going to have a look!

Concubine Shun was worried and didn't care about Zhao Qi's emotions.

The mother and son didn't know how to eat, and Zhao Qi even ate two glasses of wine.

Coming out of the concubine's palace, Zhao Qi went straight to Zhao Yuan's palace.

At this hour, the First Prince Zhao Yuan would not have any guests here, and it was very quiet inside and out.

Because His Highness likes to be quiet and the people around him are gentle in doing things, when they met the menacing Zhao Qi, they were caught off guard.

Zhao Qi directly pushed open the hall door, and rushed into the inner hall wrapped in wind and snow.

Zhao Yuan was reclining on the soft bed reading a book, when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes to look at the unexpected visitor: "You..."

Just when he opened his mouth, Zhao Qi took a few steps forward, arrived in front of the couch, and looked down at Zhao Yuan from above.

"Are you sick or not?" Zhao Qi asked, "Don't pretend to be sick."

Zhao Yuan was stunned.

What kind of problem is this?
"I..." Zhao Yuan was about to speak again, but his throat was tightened by the chill on Zhao Qi's body, and he coughed heavily while clutching his chest.

In an instant, the palace people came to their senses, rushing forward with smooth air and handing water.

Zhao Qi was pushed aside by the busy crowd, staring blankly at Zhao Yuan.

He also can't see that this is a real illness and a fake illness.

But there is a thought circling in his mind.

If Zhao Yuan's "illness" can be cured by marrying Qin Luan, does that mean that it is really a phoenix, and Zhao Yuan who got the phoenix's luck is a man of destiny?
Zhao Qi frowned.

He didn't have so many ideas about the prince or the throne.

In his opinion, the father is in his prime, whoever thinks about this matter all day long, who is full of food.

But he didn't like the idea just now.

If that's the case, wouldn't it appear that he, Zhao Qi, is a fool?

　Thanks to book friend Mu Wei Chengli for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)