Chapter 272

When the concubines heard this, they felt a little unhappy, especially those who entered the palace earlier, felt even more resentful.

They haven't seen the things that the emperor specially rewarded them a few times!Concubine Ling Zuo has only entered the palace for more than a year, and she has everything in place, which really makes people feel unhappy.

Although Zhao Feiyu was angry, she didn't show it on the surface. At this moment, her heart was full of other things, and she didn't want to stay in this group of vases who only knew how to dress up for a while.

She frowned, and said coldly: "Has the emperor rested?"

Interrupted by Zhao Feiyu's words, the voices of the chatting concubines faded away in the blink of an eye, and seeing no one answered, Zhao Feiyu frowned even deeper.

She pointed at the concubines with her slender fingers, and her face was full of hatred. "All of you, what are you doing here in the Hall of Mental Cultivation? The emperor doesn't even know what's going on, yet he dares to make such a loud noise in the Hall of Mental Cultivation! You really don't have any sense of etiquette and shame!"

Zhao Feiyu's temperament was originally cold, and she used her own means to build up a lot of power in the harem.

Such stern words with cold eyebrows and eyes reminded those who watched the show from the sidelines, reminding them of the days when Zhao Feiyu was in charge of the harem.

"Queen empress calm down—"

Everyone's expressions changed, and they couldn't help bowing under that majesty.

Especially those few concubines who were chatting in low voice just now, their faces were as pale as paper, and their bodies shrank into a shapeless shape. They shrank and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

Although Zhao Feiyu's power to control the harem is gone, her status as a queen is still there. Who would dare to refuse?
Seeing that her goal of establishing prestige had been achieved, Zhao Feiyu didn't intend to push her any further.

It is the best way for her who is not in power in the harem now.

She continued: "The emperor is tired today, it's inevitable that you have been with me for so long."

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, many people agreed.

When the large group of children, Yingying and Yanyan, came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the fresh fragrance of jasmine, which was covered by the smell of rouge and water powder, finally revealed.

"Your Majesty, the maidservant should go inside and tell the story." Nanny Liu leaned next to her and said in a low voice.

Seeing Zhao Feiyu nodding, she turned around and quietly entered the main hall.

As for Zhao Feiyu, she was leaning on the back of the chair, her phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, as if she was thinking about something.On the right hand without a finger cot, the habitual little finger still raised a slight arc, gently picking at the handle of the wooden chair.

As if—uneasy.

"Your Majesty." In less than half a moment, Nanny Liu came back from the main hall with a complicated expression on her face.

"How is it?" Zhao Feiyu didn't raise her eyes, her voice was flat, no emotion could be heard.

"The emperor has fallen asleep, just, just..." Liu Mama hesitated to speak, she raised her head quietly, observed the expression on Zhao Feiyu's face, hesitated again and again, and said: "The eighth prince... the eighth prince is also here in."

"Eighth Prince?" Zhao Feiyu's expression remained unchanged, but the hand holding the handle of the wooden chair was a little harder. "That's right, Concubine Ni also said just now that he is here...then why did you come out?"

"Your Majesty..." Nanny Liu muttered, and replied, "The Eighth Prince is sleeping inside, sleeping inside, Your Majesty. The Emperor doesn't allow anyone to disturb you."

"Boom—" Zhao Feiyu threw the teacup by Zhao Feiyu and hit the ground with a loud and clear sound.

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Madam Liu turned pale with fright, but she was afraid that the emperor who was sleeping next door would hear the unusual movement, so she hurriedly lowered her voice and said, "My Lady, it was just now that the Concubine Concubine was here with you, the Eighth Prince It’s also possible to come together with this…”

"I know." Zhao Feiyu said coldly, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing more.

How does she not know?

She can still recall the scene when Xuanyuan Jie was just born 15 years ago.

At that time, the concubine in the palace didn't get much love, she was just a concubine, and she was also a peaceful person, knowing what she should and shouldn't do, Zhao Feiyu saw that she kept her own place, so she didn't have much love To suppress her, let her fend for herself in that small palace.

I thought that when the concubine was pregnant, the prince or princess she would give birth to should not receive much attention.What's more, Concubine Ni doesn't have a strong mother's family. It is a blessing from God that the children born to such a woman can grow up without incident.

The former princes and princesses were also like this, all of them were like this.

Absolutely no one can surpass her Yu'er.

Even if there was one more Concubine Mei entering the palace later, but that Concubine Mei was also a frail lord, the emperor would just love her a little bit more. In the end, Concubine Mei gave birth to Xuanyuan Che, and it was not impossible for Xuanyuan Che to cross the past. Han's favorite.

This is a lowly blood body, how can it be compared with Yu'er, the eldest son of the orthodox royal family?

Zhao Feiyu thought so from beginning to end.

But when Xuanyuan Jie was born, Xuanyuan Han went to visit, and from the first moment he saw the child in his arms, Zhao Feiyu knew that he was wrong.

And it's still terribly wrong!

Xuanyuanjie's eyebrows and eyes are the same as that woman with itchy teeth that she hates from the bottom of her heart!
Obviously, the birth mother has no similarity with that bitch Chang Ning, but the child looks exactly like Chang Ning, especially those eyes...

Xuanyuanhan devoted all his love and affection to that child, and even faintly surpassed Yun Xiran, the orphan of Changning at that time.In order to improve his wealth and status, he also specially promoted his mother and concubine to be a concubine, and moved from a small palace to Zhaoyang Palace, which is not inferior to Fengxiang Palace.

In order not to lose to Chang Ning and her child to Xuan Yuan Jie who is similar to Chang Ning, Zhao Feiyu used the strictest method to train her son. Her only wish was to make Xuan Yuan Yu the best prince. Put all the rest of the people down!
The results of it--

What Zhao Feiyu hated was the glaring scarlet color in her phoenix eyes, and the faint tendency to crumble and distort on her delicate face.

All gone!
All is gone!

"Ha...hahaha!" Zhao Feiyu suddenly couldn't help laughing coquettishly, she was already in her [-]s and [-]s, but she was born with such a coquettish laugh that resembled a girl, it was very sad to hear terror.

Coupled with her expression on the verge of collapse, it makes people feel panic and unbearable no matter how you look at it.

"Ma'am..." Seeing her like this, Madam Liu was both panicked and distressed.

She has been by Zhao Feiyu's side for decades, how could she have seen such a dignified and elegant woman, making such a crazy move!
"Very good, very good." Zhao Feiyu murmured in a low voice, the sarcastic smile on her lips never diminished.

She originally thought that Xuanyuan Han would suffer a little and recall her Yu'er and herself who was waiting hard in Fengxiang Palace.

But when she came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, what did she see?
Seeing that the concubine who was supposed to stay outside, sitting in the side hall like the other concubines, was worried about Xuanyuanhan's condition, she took on the job that only a queen who has rectified the Eight Classics was qualified to do, and went directly to the main hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation , and brought her son Xuanyuanjie with her!
Her identity, Yu'er's identity, was almost completely taken over by the mother and son.

All this... who caused it?
All of them are Xuanyuan Han!
"You asked for this..." Zhao Feiyu gritted her teeth, ruthlessly dropped the last words she said in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, stood up, and walked out the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation without hesitation.

Her back is straight, she still has the demeanor of a queen who is the mother of the world, but there is an indescribable feeling of loneliness in the leaving back. If you look carefully, you can still feel a little bit, the strong man is gone and never returns. Tragic.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xiaodan went out to "explain" the situation to Liu Nanny who came in to ask for an interview. Hearing Liu Nanny's voice, Xuanyuanjie couldn't help but want to laugh.

The queen came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and wanted to come in to visit the emperor, but he refused.

Xuanyuan Jie could even imagine the stiff expression on the Queen's face.

"Pfft—" Still unable to hold back, Xuanyuanjie leaned on the bed, covering his lips and holding back his laughter.

Although he was smiling, but the cold light in his eyes was clearly not smiling.

"Hmm..." Xuanyuan Han, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly let out a low whisper from his thin lips.

He hadn't woken up all day and night, and hadn't eaten all the time, except that Xuanyuan Jie wiped the corners of his lips with the Concubine's handkerchief from time to time, there was nothing else.

Xuanyuan Han was a little weak, and although the iron blue color on his face faded a little due to the prescription prescribed by the imperial physician, the tiredness that could not be concealed between his brows always enveloped him.

Xuanyuan Han suddenly didn't notice that there was someone beside him, he frowned thickly, his face and body were covered with sweat.The lips are constantly squirming, as if to say something.

"Father?" Xuanyuan Jie called softly, seeing that Xuanyuan Han didn't respond, he smiled again. "Father is calling for someone?"

Seeing that Xuanyuan Han's lips were moving all the time, it seemed that he was really saying something.

Xuanyuan Jie watched quietly for a long while, then suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, the smile on his lips suddenly subsided, he looked down at Xuanyuan Han from above, leaned over slightly, covered his ears and listened carefully .

"Father?"

"Xinya..." Xuanyuan Han's strength seemed to have grown a bit.Xuanyuan Jie leaned over, and suddenly heard two words clearly
Xinya.

whose name is this

A ruthless look appeared between Xuanyuanjie's brows.

"Jie'er, the soup is ready, hurry up and help the emperor up." Concubine Ni's gentle voice suddenly sounded from outside the curtain, and a beautiful figure gradually approached.

Xuanyuanjie was silent, and the corners of his lips rose again. "Okay, concubine mother."

Concubine Ni opened the bright yellow curtain and walked in, scooped up the cold soup with a spoon, and fed it to Xuanyuan Han in cooperation with Xuanyuan Jie.

Xuanyuan Han was unconscious, and basically had to spit out half a spoonful after drinking one spoonful.

(End of this chapter)

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