Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 88
Ruan Mianmian smiled: "The king of Nanjun is already in the Chaohua Palace now, so it's not certain what the truth is."

"I'll take it as your promise." Feng Changxi said with a light smile.

Ruan Mianmian didn't look at him, but looked at the gray sky, listening intently to the movement on the street outside.If it was true what Feng Changxi said, the king of Nanjun had already arrived at the Chaohua Palace at this moment, and the imperial decree might already be on his way.

Feng Changxi, is he really going to take this muddy water?

A trace of doubt flashed across his eyes, and then he quickly covered it up.With her current status and reputation, would the king of Nanjun agree?

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips and looked at the scenery quietly.

There was an intriguing smile in Feng Changxi's eyes, and the two stood at the door without speaking.

On the Chaohua Hall, the officials stood there respectfully.If you look carefully, you will find that every minister's face is full of puzzlement and shock.

Feng Junxi, who stood at the head of the officials, finally recovered from the scene just now, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: The emperor is not feeling well, ministers, this morning is over, everyone go back first. "

It turned out that in the Chaohua Hall, the dragon chair on which Gao sat was empty.The civil and military officials in the main hall were all in a daze at the moment, and they slowly came back to their senses when they heard the prince's words.

"Prince Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

After all the ministers withdrew, Feng Junxi was still standing in his original position without moving a bit.Except for the fifth prince Feng Chengao who left with the ministers, the third prince Feng Zixu also stood in place.

Feng Jiuyou's position has always been vacant, and the prince must go to the court to listen to the government when he is an adult, but this Ninth Prince is an exception.

Feng Junxi glanced lightly at Feng Jiuyou's empty place, and asked the third prince Feng Zixu with a smile: "Is there something else for third brother?"

Feng Zixu rubbed his nose, and a slight smile crossed his clear face: "Back to the prince, Zixu is just a little curious, what's going on with the father leaving the palace in such a hurry?"

A gleam of light flashed across Feng Junxi's eyes, and he concealed it very well. He looked at Feng Zixu with a gentle expression: "I also want to know what is it that made my father and even the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty be able to leave it aside. .”

Feng Zixu smiled slightly, and looked at the high dragon chair: "According to the time, the King of Nanjun should have entered Jingling City."

Gentle brows slowly frowned, Feng Junxi walked quickly to the outside of the hall, summoned an eunuch and asked: "Is there any news from the city gate?"

The little eunuch shook his head helplessly: "Back to His Royal Highness, the people of Nanjun King are resting in Qingmu Town, which is about [-] miles away from Jingling City. From Qingmu Town to Jingling City, you need to pass through Lanqing Mountain, which is not big, but The only road collapsed because of the heavy snow."

A trace of surprise flashed across Feng Junxi's eyes, and his brows quickly frowned: "How is the situation with the King of Nanjun?"

The little eunuch said again and again: "Early before the people of the King of Nanjun arrived at Qingmu Town, the road had already collapsed. Therefore, the people of the King of Nanjun did not suffer any casualties."

Only then did Feng Junxi loosen his brows slightly, but he still maintained a slight frown: "In such a cold day, although the heavy snow has stopped, it may continue to fall. Make arrangements for the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Gu Lin, to go to Qingmu personally. The town will welcome the king of Nanjun."

The little eunuch nodded again and again, and quickly retreated.

Feng Zixu listened to Feng Junxi's words from behind, and said with a smile: "It's still the prince who is thoughtful, there is still something to do in Weichen's mansion, so I will take my leave first."

Feng Junxi smiled at him, and watched Feng Zixu leave.

Glancing at the empty court hall, a stern look flashed across Feng Junxi's eyes, he frowned and thought carefully, and quickly walked towards the imperial study.

It was the emperor's personal eunuch Dequan who came to the Shizi Mansion to announce the decree. Feng Changxi did not have the slightest surprise on his face: "Eunuch Dequan."

Dequan looked at Feng Changxi with a smile, and said with a bit of worry in his voice, "Your Majesty."

Feng Changxi raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept away from the imperial decree in Dequan's hand: "What's wrong with Mr. Dequan?"

De Pan looked a little embarrassed, smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the slave is being rude."

Feng Changxi smiled indifferently, glanced at the original painting beside him, then looked at Lian'er and said, "Go and invite Miss Mu over here, and say that there is an imperial decree!"

When he saw Ruan Mianmian, Dequan had a dazed look on his face.The surprise in his eyes was so obvious that he didn't recover until he heard Feng Changxi's low cough.

Dequan stood up straight, and said in a thin voice: "By God, the emperor ordered: I heard that Ruan Mianmian, the daughter of Prime Minister Ruan Hua, is now Mu Mianmian, gentle and gentle, gentle and mellow, with both ability and political integrity. I have heard it very well." Yue. Today, when the prince of Nanjun is suitable for marriage, he should be matched with a virtuous woman. Although Zhimu Mianmian is married, but the marriage is inseparable. Now he is waiting in his boudoir, and he is in love with the prince of Nanjun. A pair made in heaven and earth is the beauty of Chengmei. , I will marry you to the prince of Nanjun as the concubine. All the etiquette will be handled by the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Tianjian Jianzheng, and we will choose a good day to get married. This is it!"

After receiving the imperial decree from Dequan, Ruan Mianmian's head felt a little numb.It wasn't until Dequan and Feng Changxi walked aside that Lian'er tugged on her sleeve, and then looked at her limply.

Lian'er smiled and said: "Miss, the emperor has granted you a marriage. This time, it is the prince of Nanjun."

Ruan Mianmian smiled slightly, an inexplicable look flashed across her eyes.Logically, this imperial decree should not appear here.

The king of Nanjun has already entered the palace, and her reputation in Jingling City is forbidden.What is the identity of the King of Nanjun, and what is the identity of the son of the Prince of Nanjun?
As the king of Nanjun, how could he allow his son to marry a woman who was laid off as his concubine?Moreover, she is still the concubine.

This imperial decree is exactly the same as what Dequan announced last time in the small courtyard, without changing a single word.

The more Ruan Mianmian thought about it, the more she didn't understand, and instead of feeling happy, she felt a little more uneasy.Where this anxiety comes from is unknown.

Putting aside her thoughts, seeing Feng Changxi still talking to Dequan, Ruan Mianmian turned around and walked quickly to the room where she lived.

"Miss?" Lian'er was slightly puzzled when she saw that her young lady didn't look very happy.

Ruan Mianmian didn't turn her head back, and said in a calm voice, "Lian'er, I'm not feeling well, go back and rest for a while."

Lianer quickly chased after her: "Miss."

Ruan Mianmian rubbed the center of her brows: "Lian'er, I want to be alone, you can go talk to Yuan Hua."

Lian'er blushed with shame, stomped her feet, turned and went to the front hall.Ruan Mianmian smiled and quickened her pace.

After arriving at the room, Ruan Mianmian quickly changed her clothes, put on a silver mask, and quietly disappeared into the Prince's Mansion.

In the mountain temple on the outskirts of Jingling City, a red figure stood there, took out a whistle from his cuff, and blew it gently on the bright red lips.

Putting the spoon back into his sleeve, he walked to the dusty window and quietly looked at the snow scene outside the window.

After a while, a black shadow flashed in quickly.

"Sect Master!"

Turning around slowly, looking at An Shiqi who was kneeling on the ground with a respectful expression, Ruan Mianmian motioned him to get up and speak.An Shiqi got up, lowered his voice and said: "Anmen, this subordinate just arrived in Jingling City yesterday."

Ruan Mianmian nodded, ever since her wedding was divorced, when Tian Zihao was not by her side, Chance left An Qiqi in the dark.She thought that the person in the dark this time would not be An Shiqi, after all, the situation was urgent when she was in the city, she didn't expect it to be him.

A gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and Ruan Mianmian smiled, "Seventeen, it's you."

(End of this chapter)