prosperous queen business

Chapter 461: The dust-cleaning banquet storm, a bitter trick! (3)
Sima Yan told herself this over and over again, but the price of forbearance is still pain, An Mi, An Mi, how long will she affect her happiness?
All Qing Lan's love should belong to her. She took a deep breath, but she couldn't suppress Sima Yan's jealousy towards An Mi. However, these days, she has gradually developed a good acting skill. She knows how to conceal her true emotions, and even more so, what kind of Sima Yan she should present in front of Qing Lan.

From the beginning to the end, there was a smile on Sima Yan's face, and her eyes were full of tenderness when she looked at Qing Lan, but Qing Lan glanced at Sima Yan, but subconsciously frowned.

If the woman next to him is An Mi, then... even if he doesn't have the throne, then he will be satisfied, but...

Qing Lan's eyes tightened slightly, and she quickly withdrew her gaze from Sima Yan. The tenderness in An Mi's eyes before was gone, replaced by a cold look. She ignored Sima Yan, and Qing Lan followed On the team.

Qing Lan brushed past her, and the smile on her face froze instantly. At this moment, Sima Yan could no longer hold up that smile, and her heart boiled even more.

Does he hate her that much?

Subconsciously clenching her hands into fists, Sima Yan took a deep breath, she told herself that this was only temporary, and one day, she would make Qing Lan only see her existence!

Sima Yan's eyes fell on An Mi's back. If she was gone... without her... maybe it would be fine!

Sima Yan tried her best to calm down her mood, and when the smile appeared on her face again, she caught up with Qing Lan, and the original decision in her heart became more and more firm.

Emperor Mingde brought all the officials into the palace, and Empress Feng was left alone waiting outside the palace gate. Time passed by, but Mrs. Feng was never seen in front of her. I finally got impatient with waiting, the face that was still smiling before was already gloomy now.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go back to the palace..." Han Yu carefully took Empress Feng's expression into her eyes, and suggested in a low voice.

However, before she finished speaking, Empress Feng stared at her fiercely, "Going back to the palace at this time? How can I go back to the palace without waiting for my father?"

The emperor was already unhappy, the cleansing banquet was supposed to be at noon, but at this time, she didn't know what was going on in the palace, but she could also imagine that the emperor must be angry.

Han Yu frowned tremblingly, and became more cautious, "Could something happen to the old man?"

Empress Feng's brows were even more tightly frowned, and there was a hint of worry in her heart. It's not like she didn't have this guess in her heart after not arriving for so long, but she didn't want to believe that when her father came to the capital, naturally he wouldn't Come alone, the guards beside him should protect his safety.

"Come on, it should be the old man..."

Empress Feng was just thinking about it, but she heard Hanyu beside her screaming excitedly. Empress Feng came back to her senses, looked up and saw a few carriages galloping towards this side, a group of people , about a hundred people.

Empress Feng was overjoyed, the big stone in her heart finally came down, it finally came, now, she should think of a way, see how to find a good excuse in front of the emperor, so that the emperor no longer cares about his father's late arrival.

Empress Feng didn't care too much, and with Han Yu's support, she went up to meet her.

Several carriages stopped, and Empress Feng had already arrived in front of the carriage. When the carriage stopped, the butler Feng Qing jumped out of Mrs. Feng's carriage first, with an eager look on his face, "Quick, find a doctor!"

When Empress Feng heard this, her brows frowned, and a bad premonition appeared in her heart. Seeing Empress Feng, Feng Qing hurriedly knelt down and saluted, "This old slave sees your mother, old master, old master..."

Empress Feng frowned even more, "What's wrong with Dad?"

As soon as he asked, Old Master Feng's voice came from the carriage, "I'm fine, Feng Qing, don't make a fuss, help me out of the carriage quickly, cough cough..."

At the end, something seemed to be affected, and she coughed weakly. Before Feng Qing could make a move, Empress Feng stepped forward and opened the curtain of the carriage, and saw the old man in the carriage leaning against the wall of the carriage, A face was extremely pale, especially a bloodstain on the white robe, which was extremely obvious.

"Father, what's going on?" Empress Feng got into the carriage. In the spacious carriage, Empress Feng touched the wound on the waist and abdomen of Mrs. Feng. The shocking blood made her completely forget the impatience she had been waiting for before, and her mind Countless guesses flashed through.

Old Mrs. Feng struggled to get up, but was stopped by Empress Feng, "Father, don't move, I will send someone to find the imperial physician!"

Empress Feng was about to give orders to the outside world, but Old Master Feng said weakly, "The Empress, please redeem the old minister, but I can't pay my respects..."

"Father, what are you talking about? Now the key is you... I am still called the Imperial Physician..." Empress Feng said nervously. In her memory, she seemed to have never seen her father so weak.

"No, let's see the emperor first!" Old Master Feng coughed again, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was trying to endure the pain caused by the injury on his waist.

Empress Feng was slightly taken aback, as if something had exploded in her head, she raised her eyes to meet Mrs. Feng's, feeling a little dazed, "Father, this..."

"Your Majesty, take this old minister to see the emperor." Old Master Feng stared closely at Empress Feng's eyes. The sharp eyes and the weakness on his face formed a stark contrast.

Empress Feng seemed to understand something in an instant, but at this time, she didn't ask too much. She knew that her father had made such an arrangement, so she naturally had his plans. Earlier, she was thinking about how to make excuses for her father's late arrival. The matter was excused, but at this moment, she calmed down. Perhaps, she didn't have to worry about the things she had thought about before.

"Hurry up, bring the old man into the palace!" Empress Feng's voice sounded very forcefully in the carriage, "Also, go and tell the emperor that old man Feng has arrived, and you want to plead guilty to him! Also, go and invite the imperial physician!"

Empress Feng gave the order in an orderly manner. Outside the carriage, Han Yu took the order to arrange things. Empress Feng and Feng Qing then helped Mr. Feng off the carriage.

Master Feng got out of the carriage, and still ordered before entering the palace, "You all wait outside the palace, Feng Qing can accompany me into the palace to meet the emperor!"

Empress Feng glanced at Old Master Feng, understood what he meant, a faint smile rose from the corner of her mouth, and she felt much more at ease. With her father around, some things should be easily resolved!

But at this moment in the imperial palace, in the main hall, the atmosphere is oppressive, and the people in the first hall are all suppressed to the point of suffocation under this high-pressure atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)