Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 610 He Lianmin Arrives at Fenghuan

"Your Highness, what should we do now? This subordinate thinks that your royal father may really announce to the world that our young master is infertile." Bi Yuewu spread her hands helplessly, "Do you want to fake pregnancy? The people in Xuanwu Camp want to hide it for a while. Two imperial physicians are definitely not a problem."

The seven stars of the Xuanwu camp in Fuying Pavilion all have special talents and abilities, and everyone in the camp is also capable and different, so it is not difficult for a woman to show slippery pulse.

Feng Xie narrowed her eyes slightly, but said nothing.

He didn't want to have a fake pregnancy at all, he wanted to have a real baby.

If Mo'er was by his side, she might already be pregnant by now.

"No need." Feng Xie flicked the corner of her crimson robe, her tone was indifferent.Even if it was a play, he didn't want another woman to pretend to be pregnant with his child.

"However, your royal father..."

Feng Xie looked indifferent. "Don't forget your duty."

If it weren't for their master being Mo'er, he wouldn't allow others to criticize his decision!

Bi Yuewu retreated to a dark place and did not speak again.

In two months, even real couples have to rely on luck to conceive. Feng Honglie just forced him to marry a woman.

Although Feng Xu is loved by Feng Honglie, she is not the only concubine of the crown prince, and he wants to get rid of Feng Xu as easily as crushing a bug. Feng Honglie is just forcing him to have a child.

Same as previous life.

He had never thought about it before, especially when Feng Honglie forcefully drugged him and wanted him to keep a child regardless of his life or death, he was even more repelled.

After Feng Honglie's death, he was also in his thirties. Later, he found out that because of resisting Feng Honglie's drugs and taking banned drugs for a long time, he could not have any more children. At that time, he felt that he had taken revenge on Feng Honglie. Lie felt sad again.

He died tragically without a descendant, leaving no trace in the world.

That's why when Monk Huijue said that he had a posthumous child in his previous life, it was a complex emotion that was difficult to describe, and he himself didn't know what it was.

Perhaps, one day, everything will be known.

Winter comes quietly in the fluttering snowflakes.

It was snowing heavily in Fenghuan capital.

When He Lianmin arrived in Fenghuan, it was coincident with Fenghuan's Tibetan Winter Festival, so Feng Honglie simply took this opportunity to organize a big event to make up for Feng Xie's previous suspicion of dumping others without authorization.

Fenghuan's Tibetan Winter Festival is similar to celebrating the harvest in autumn, because autumn is when Fenghuan is busy with farming, and the monarchs three generations before Fenghuan set the celebration day during the winter slack time to express the joy of sharing with the people.

Fenghuan is the largest country among the four countries, with a large population. To prevent accidents, the festival is only celebrated for three days. The king of Fenghuan canceled the three-day curfew according to the custom of Xiling, in order to strengthen the guards and prevent fires. Because it is snowing this year, there is no need Worry about fire.

At night, the streets and alleys are illuminated with colorful lights, just like daytime.

The palace is full of singing and dancing, with melodious silk and bamboo, and laughter.

"Prince Helian has come from afar, and you are welcome."

"Prince Helian is really a talent!"

At the palace banquet, cups were exchanged, ministers exchanged cups, dancers danced softly, and the music of the orchestral musicians was just right, adding to the atmosphere without being too noisy.

He Lianmin was talking and laughing happily with several ministers, and the third prince Fengyi asked about Xiling from time to time, the two seemed to have known each other for many years.

Empress Ye, who was sitting at the top, was very satisfied, and she also eased her anger about Hongxiu Chaochao sitting next to the emperor.

Feng Xie sits alone at the head of the table on the left side, squatting with a wine in her hands to drink, her posture is lazy and casual, her slender eyes are watching the dancer dance, her clothes are scattered like a ball of flames, she is quite in a state of disenchantment .

(End of this chapter)