Donggong Zhangjiao

After hearing Fang Yun's words, the relaxed look on Song Lingyi's face faded inch by inch.

He turned to look at the fourth prince who was having fun with the second princess outside the pavilion.

After a moment of silence, he whispered.

"The empress took good care of the fourth prince. Now look at it. The doctor said that the fourth prince was weak in the womb and will definitely get better and better in the future."

If you are not in good health, it is best to take good care of yourself from an early age.

As long as you are willing to pay attention, you can recover from any disease, even if it is not fundamentally damaged.

According to today's medical science, the fourth prince's fetal weakness is a natural deficiency of qi and blood, a weak body, and a susceptibility to wind, cold and other diseases.

In later generations, it is probably because the natural resistance is much weaker than that of normal people.

Whether this disease is serious or minor depends on whether you are willing to take good care of it.

Obviously Fang Yun worked hard on his children, so the fourth prince could grow up so well.

"But the better he is and the older he gets, the more people will be afraid of him. Why shouldn't I be afraid of him?"

After speaking what was in his heart, Fang Yun showed a slight hint of exhaustion on his face.

It would be fine if the son of a beloved concubine had no chance to inherit the throne. If he was qualified, he would be a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of all the other princes who wanted to earn it.

Song Lingyi's face also looked a little heavy, and she immediately raised her eyes.

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. As I said, the princes are still young and have not yet reached that time."

"Yes, take one step and see."

Fang Yun calmed down his expression and showed a slight smile.

The two sat here for a while, and when they were about to get up and walk around outside, they heard noises from the crowd outside.

Taking a closer look, he saw that it was Pei Yao coming over.

Fang Yun's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of amusement, and he said immediately.

"Let's go, the emperor is here."

"Yes."

Song Lingyi didn't notice her change, only responded respectfully, and left after her.

By the time the two of them arrived, everyone had already saluted and stood up.

Fang Yun's late arrival seemed special.

But she didn't do anything intentionally, she just bowed to Pei Yao generously.

"Chen and concubine see the emperor."

"no."

Pei Yao waved his hand, pulled her up out of habit, and joked.

"Where are you taking a break? I just came here now."

"I saw that there are a group of white pigeons here. I was feeding the pigeons with Song Lingyi in the pavilion just now. I'm sorry for being late to pick you up."

Fang Yun smiled and said words of apology, but his expression didn't look like him at all.

Naturally, Pei Yao would not punish her and just said with a smile.

"He is really a child at heart."

When these words fell into the ears of others, they naturally felt that the emperor and Concubine Zhao were intimate.

But he was also measured, because after saying these two words, Pei Yao still sat down with the queen.

Because of his arrival, the positions of the foreign ministers' female relatives were moved further back. This was a rule and it would avoid people gossiping.

In this way, the concubines in the harem sat closer to the front.

After Pei Yao said a few words to the queen, he heard a low cough coming from below, and he heard that it was Yang Bin.

"Why, is Yang Bi feeling uncomfortable?"

When his name was called, Yang stood up immediately, showing fear.

"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I didn't do this on purpose. In fact, there is occasionally wind in the imperial garden, and I can't help but cough lightly. The imperial doctor said it was because of the wind-cold in Xiaoyue."

Her answer was like bringing up the matter of her miscarriage again, which seemed a bit pitiful.

Pei Yao frowned and said, "Since you haven't taken good care of yourself, you should go out less and avoid getting sick again."

"Yes." Yang Concubine nodded, then raised her eyes, with tears in her eyes, and glanced at Pei Yao timidly, "I miss the emperor and the third prince too much, so I came to the banquet today. Please don't dislike me, Your Majesty." When she said this, the tears in her eyes were barely falling, and she looked haggard and pitiful.

Although her complexion and appearance were damaged due to a torment, her foundation was still there and she was still a beauty.

After noticing Yang's behavior, Fang Yun glanced at Pei Yao from the corner of his eye and said.

"Concubine Yang came to the banquet even though she was sick, so she was not afraid of exposing her illness to the emperor and the guests. Furthermore, there were children on the table, all of whom were weak and afraid of being infected. Although you are infatuated, you are a bit ignorant. .”

Hearing Fang Yun's voice, Yang Bin couldn't help but tighten the hand that held the veil, and hatred rose in her heart.

But at this time, she still endured it, continued to look pitiful on her face, and bowed to Fang Yun.

"What the imperial concubine taught me is that I know I was wrong. Now that I have met with the emperor, I will leave now."

After saying this, he looked at Pei Yao affectionately, then quickly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with a handkerchief, turned around and was about to hold Si Qi's hand and leave.

At this time, Pei Yao suddenly spoke as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"That's all, since you're here, just stay."

"emperor."

"emperor!"

Before Yang Bin could be happy, she was overshadowed by Fang Yun's higher voice.

"Your Majesty, Ji'er is weak and cannot stay with patients. I will take Ji'er back to the palace first."

There was a strong sense of anger in these words.

It was clear that if Yang wanted to stay, she would leave.

Seeing this, Pei Yao looked a bit troubled.

The queen saw all this in her eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yang is weak and stayed at the banquet. She is afraid that the wind will blow too much later and she will feel very uncomfortable when she goes back."

With the queen's help, Pei Yao nodded slowly and then said.

"The queen is right, but I failed to consider it. Yang Bin, you should go back and rest. Hong Zheng, take some of the warm and tonic medicinal materials from my warehouse and send them to Zhongcui Palace."

"Yes."

"I thank the emperor for the reward!"

Yang Bin immediately saluted, with a faint expression of excitement on her face.

He looked at Pei Yao affectionately for a few more times before leaving the table.

This scene fell in the eyes of all the guests, and they naturally began to guess something else.

When the emperor saw that Concubine Yang was sick and frail, could he feel pity for her?

But for now, the emperor still loves Concubine Zhao more.

The queen seems not to like Yang Bin either.

And these speculations can only be kept in the heart.

On the surface, the banquet was still being held lively.

Just when the atmosphere was high, He Lingyi came out, smiled brightly and cutely, and saluted Pei Yao and the Queen.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am not very talented. I have practiced a piece of music these past two days. I thought I could help the peony banquet today. Please don't dislike it, Your Majesty and Your Majesty. Can you please listen to me play a piece of music? "

Her appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The family members are the most excited. What’s the matter, is there a hidden surprise?
As for the concubines in the harem, there are only two of them, so I am not very happy.

Playing music and performing, etc., naked and seizing the opportunity to invite favors!

Those who had not prepared any talents and felt that He Lingyi's plan was feasible were all secretly upset.

However, this does not affect He Lingyi's performance.

When she came on stage, the maid behind her was already holding her guqin.

The people and things were all ready, and Pei Yao and the queen didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, so they naturally agreed.

Looking down, Fang Yun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, feeling something strange in his heart.

Although He Lingyi is good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he never uses this as a way to invite favors. Now he suddenly got the idea and dressed up in a very original way today. Is it possible that there is someone behind the scenes?

working hard
There is another chapter to be updated at zero o'clock, trying to get back on track slowly