Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 69
Hualou shot her a look, and said: "Put it here, it's you who talk too much."

Sishui smiled lightly, looked at the appearance of the two masters, and seemed to have become more courageous, and said with a smile to the painting building: "Slaves feel that talking more when necessary is also the duty of a slave, does the master think it's wrong? ?"

Hualou frowned.Raising her hand, she looked like she was going to hit her: "Your lord's house is becoming more and more good at training people. I remember that she didn't talk so much when I entered the palace."

Donghua glanced at the painting building and said, "They have followed you since they entered the mansion, and you should be the one who trained them. No matter what kind of master or slave, they are sharp-tongued."

"Yes, what kind of master, what kind of slave, he doesn't talk on weekdays, and when he talks, he talks too much!" Only then did Donghua realize the taste. They are slaves of the palace, and he is the master of the palace, which means Shi Ye disliked him for talking too much.

Donghua was a little annoyed when she saw that she refused to open the lock, so he didn't make her angry anymore.

Hualou lowered his eyes and gently played with the lock with the embroidery needle. Donghua looked at her and smiled a little.

"If you don't have a key, what do you lock it for?"

Hualou raised his eyes, looked at Donghua firmly and said, "I'm full of treasures inside, and it's not safe to have a lock. Why do you really think that a lock and a key are doomed? My lock just doesn't have a key!"

With her stubborn appearance, Donghua laughed. At such a young age, she has an old-fashioned appearance. After all, she has experienced a lot. How could such a young lady who holds the keys in the palm of her hand be like this?
Donghua got up slowly, and walked over. After a while, he heard a click. Donghua looked back and saw that the small brocade box in Hualou's hand had already been opened.

Hualou's eyes lit up, and he turned to Donghua and said, "In fact, everyone has a key, and the one who can open it is the key, but I am the only one who can open it."

"Thieves may also open it." Donghua said.

Hualou smiled slightly: "Would a thief take a fancy to such an unremarkable brocade box?"

Donghua looked at it, and it was a very dilapidated brocade box. The outside was made of wood, but the inside was indeed made of iron. From the outside, it was indeed something that thieves would dislike, not to mention it was rusty. If you don't open it, maybe you just throw it away.

"will not."

"Then it's over." Hualou said, then slowly swept across the table, and poured out all the contents in the box. Donghua was dumbfounded, not to mention the various pills, There are also silver needles, which should be brave in acupuncture, because Su Zhi also has them, but Su Zhi's one seems to be much more detailed than hers.

"What are you doing?" Donghua asked.

The painting building quickly tidied up all the messy things, until they were neatly placed on top, she said to Donghua: "My lord, please sit down."

Donghua frowned: "You want to treat me?"

Hualou shrugged, and replied in a deep voice: "Otherwise, what am I doing all the time?"

Donghua sat across from her, and slowly stretched out his hand, but his eyes clearly showed disbelief.

After Hualou took his pulse, he didn't find any problem with his body. Is it really just a cold?Just now, He Zhou's appearance clearly meant to say something. What did Donghua use to hide his condition, so that she couldn't see it?
Could it be Su Zhi?
Hualou glanced at Donghua and found that Donghua was also looking at her.

"Is there a problem?" Donghua asked.

Hualou was silent for a moment and said: "No problem, maybe it's really wind-cold. This one, and this one, are all for wind-cold." Scent, but this pill, he can't take it indiscriminately now, if he is not careful, it will conflict with the medicine given by Su Zhi.

"Are you sure it's all for treating wind and cold? It's not poison?" Donghua asked doubtfully.

"Very sure! Don't talk nonsense, the patient must listen to the doctor." After Hua Lou finished speaking, he unscrewed the wine bag containing goat milk, and handed the pills and the wine bag to Donghua.

Donghua looked at the things in front of him, his face changed again and again: "You want me to take medicine with goat's milk?"

Hua Lou frowned slightly: "Why not?"

"Unheard of." Donghua said.

Hualou retorted: "Lonely and ignorant."

Seeing that Donghua didn't reach out to take it, Hualou directly stuffed it into his hand, and said, "Goat's milk wine is actually the medicine for this pill of mine."

"It really cures wind and cold?"

The more Donghua questioned, the more Hualou felt that there must be something wrong with his body, otherwise how could it be like this?Even if you don't believe in her medical skills, taking a cold pill won't kill you.

"Unexpectedly, the majestic Prince An is also afraid of being poisoned."

Hualou wanted to use the aggressive method, but if Donghua didn't want to eat, any method would be useless.

Donghua looked at her firm eyes, slowly took the pill in her hand, and drank it down.

These things belonged to Shen Hualou, not Qianji's. After waking up from the palace, she went to retrieve the only things she left behind, and that was all.

Hualou looked at Donghua, and said in his heart: Donghua, in this world, I don't have much left, only these life-saving pills are left, and I use them all on you, so I will give you back up.

Donghua looked into her eyes and said softly, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything." She said as she slowly got up and walked to the entrance of the hall. The snow outside seemed to be getting heavier. Looking at the white snow on the ground, she looked into the distance and was silent, without speaking.

Donghua stood beside her, and said in a deep voice, "I've always wanted to ask you, where did these pills come from?"

"Of course I made it myself, otherwise where did it come from." Hualou replied with enthusiasm.

"Then what about those two pills you gave me last time in the palace? Where did they come from?"

Hualou knows that this problem will come sooner or later. Donghua has someone like Su Zhi by his side, so he will know about it anyway. Just like she has been prevaricating Donghua and she wants to protect herself, she keeps saying If so, I'm afraid something is wrong.

Donghua watched her remain silent, and then said, "Don't try to get away with it."

Hualou looked back at him, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Has the prince ever made a snowman?"

"No."

"Me neither. I didn't have anyone to accompany me before. Why don't you accompany me once?"

Donghua didn't intend to let her go, and said in a deep voice, "Don't interrupt, you haven't answered what you just said."

"Why does the prince always like to delve into an irrelevant question? You took my two life-saving pills, and I lost so much. Why didn't the prince want to reward me with something, or thank you? Instead, he wanted to ask me Where did the pills come from? You must know that I had a fierce ideological struggle that night before I gave them all to my grandfather. No matter whether my pills were stolen or snatched, they can still save lives, right?" Hualou While talking, he stared at Donghua thoughtfully, as if he wanted to see a hole in Donghua!
Donghua looked at her and said in a deep voice: "What you said seems to be so conclusive that this king is speechless."

"That's what I said. Of course, I can't do such things as stealing and robbing. So, has the prince thought about rewarding me with something?"

Donghua knew that she didn't want to say it, so she gave up. Speaking of it, it seemed that it was the same thing, and she was really willing. There are only three in this world, and the one that Su Zhi was going to give him was bargaining with him. For a long time, if Hualou knew about the affair with Su Zhi, it might not be as simple as a reward.

When he was still silent, Hualou suddenly shouted: "Sishui, Fleeting Years, wear gloves, and take you to the snowman." After Hualou shouted, he turned around and shouted: "There are still people who want to come huh, together."

Donghua originally didn't want the painting building to be so noisy, but on this big night, he let her go.

After the snowman was built, the painting building suddenly became very playful, and there was a snowball fight, and the entire east wing room was in chaos.

And in the palace at this time, the little prince who was supposed to be carried away at noon is still in Rong Yan's arms, she won't let go no matter what.

Donghyuk looked at her, heartbroken.

"Rong'er, we will have children in the future, we should let the children go away with peace of mind, shouldn't we?" Donghe stood not far away and comforted him patiently.

It's not that he doesn't get close, it's that he can't get close to Rong Xi's body at all now. As long as Dong He gets close, Rong Xi will have a very violent reaction. She is always afraid that he will take the child away.

"Your Majesty, he is our child, he is our child, if you touch him, he is still warm, still warm!" There were tears on Rong Yu's face, and her eyes were red from crying.

But as soon as Donghe approached, she backed away. Donghe also liked her for losing her son. It's been a day and a night. How could the child still have temperature?

The servant's eunuch whispered in Donghe's ear: "Your Majesty, once the child's time passes, it will be unlucky."

Donghe's brows were tightly knit together, Zhou Wei had been busy all day, just returned to Zhongcui Palace when she heard the maid discussing the matter of Feiyan Palace, she looked at Su Yuan and asked: "What time is it? "

"Ma'am, it's Haishi!" Su Yuan replied.

Zhou Wei took off the cloak on his body and handed it to Su Yuan, saying, "It's Hai time, and the little prince hasn't been taken away yet?"

"I heard that it is true. His Majesty has been persuading Concubine Rong, but she is tightly protecting the little prince and talking nonsense all the time. Perhaps His Majesty also felt that she couldn't bear it, so she dragged on till now."

Zhou Wei's complexion changed, and her eyes were gloomy: "Is it really unbearable? Or is it just for others to see?"

"Your Majesty." Su Yuan heard Zhou Wei's words, and for a while didn't know how to answer. After all, he was also His Majesty's child, so how could he do it for others to see?

However, she usually dare not ask Zhou Wei such a question, nor dare to say it, Zhou Wei is too cruel, she has not been by Zhou Wei's side for long, and she really can't figure out the temperament of this master.

"You also think it's a good thing for Rong Yu to hold a dead child like that?" Zhou Wei suddenly looked back at her, she didn't know whether she should answer this question or not.

Holding that child is not good after all. The reason why the dead are buried is because there is no temperature. Concubine Rong's body is already very bad. There are not many days to live.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty should be the poor Concubine Rong!"

"If it's really pitiful, she won't let her sleep with that dead child all night, and hold her for a whole day today! Follow me to the Scarlet Smoke Palace!" Zhou Wei said and strode out of the threshold. Her cloak hurried to follow.

"Your Majesty, put on your cloak before leaving."

Zhou Wei was on the march, walking like a man in a hurry, Su Yuan couldn't even trot to catch up with her, what's more, Zhou Wei was almost trotting at this time, Su Yuan couldn't catch up at all.

The snowflakes were still floating wantonly, and a gust of cold wind was blowing. Zhou Mao didn't wear a cloak, and it was really terribly cold.

When they arrived at the Scarlet Smoke Palace, the corridors of the Scarlet Smoke Palace were full of servants. When they saw Zhou Wei who came, they all saluted and greeted him. Everyone knew that except for the empress, although this woman was just a concubine, She assists in the affairs of the sixth palace, and now the queen is still in confinement, and her wrists are fierce, no one dares to neglect her.

"Why are you standing outside?" Zhou Wei asked coldly.

"If you're going back to Madam, Your Majesty is persuading Concubine Rong." Pei Chengen stood at the front and bowed his head and replied.

Zhou Wei glared at him, and strode in. Concubine Rong shrank on the ground, Donghe stood aside, and the serving maid stood aside and watched tremblingly.

Seeing Zhou Wei's arrival, Donghe asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

"The concubine just wanted to come over and take a look. How can your majesty take away the little prince when the time comes?" Zhou Wei had a sneer on her lips, she squatted in front of Concubine Rong, and Rong Xi shrank back a long way in an instant. .

"Rong Xi, give me the child." Zhou Wei said coldly.

Rong Xi looked at Dong He and Zhou Wei with a face full of fear: "None of you can take him away, no one!"

Zhou Wei looked at Donghe and asked: "Your Majesty, the concubine Rong didn't give the key to the child, is that all? Let a dead person stay with her all the time?"

Facing Zhou Wei's questioning, Donghe's face was a little ugly.

Without Donghe's answer, Zhou Wei shouted loudly: "Pei Chengen, bring someone in!"

Pei Chengen slowly walked in with three or four people, and he was about to meet His Majesty and His Majesty to salute, but Zhou Wei said coldly: "Don't see me, what's the use of seeing you come and see me, give me the child Robbed!"

Zhou Wei's words were ruthless and decisive, and the long sword in her hand was so cold that it seemed to be able to freeze three feet!

Pei Chengen looked at Donghe, Donghe took a deep breath and didn't speak.

"Grab!" Zhou Wei ordered!
Pei Chengen walked over with people, Zhou Wei would not let those eunuchs meet Rong Yu, she pointed to Yuechan and said: "Hold your master!"

Yuechan stood there, looking at Zhou Wei with a little fear, only to hear Zhou Wei say in a cold voice: "Do you want these eunuchs to pull your master?"

It was Yuechan who understood the stakes and quickly took Rong Xi away with a few court ladies, Pei Chengen insisted on snatching the child from Rong Xi's arms.

Holding the child, Rong Wei kept rushing over to snatch it, the heart-piercing cries were overshadowed one after another, Rong Xi, Zhou Wei could understand how pitiful she was, but she couldn't empathize with her.

However, a woman shouldn't be like this, especially her, it shouldn't be like this!

Pei Chengen stood there with the child in his arms, not knowing whether he should leave, but Zhou Mao said: "If you don't take the child away, what are you doing standing here?"

Donghe is still there, it's not the first time they have seen Zhou Wei's presumptuousness, but it's freezing today, they've been standing outside waiting for a whole day, they're freezing to death, how can they be in the mood to care about whoever is presumptuous? , What they should do is what they should do now.

When the little prince was buried, his parents should be present, Dong He was still standing here, Zhou Wei looked at him and said: "Your Majesty, please move first, and this concubine will accompany Concubine Rong and sister there."

Donghe looked at the scene in front of him, he didn't speak, but turned around slowly and stepped out.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard bang!Snapped!Donghe's footsteps faltered, and he heard Zhou Wei's voice: "If you feel that you can't live, if you don't want to live, then die directly, Bai Ling poisoned wine is up to you! Palace satisfies you!"

Rong Wei was slapped twice by Zhou Wei, Yuechan and a group of maids were standing there, startled in a daze, just about to run over to protect them, when Zhou Wei pointed at them and said: "No one should move!"

Everyone froze, just stood there, motionless.

Who would dare not listen to Zhou Wei's words?
After Zhou Wei's two slaps went down, Rong Wei could only hear the sound of sobbing. She looked at Zhou Wei with hatred in her eyes. This is what supports you to live, Rong Xi, do you want the little prince to die in vain like this? Do you know that if you hold a dead him in your arms, you will not be able to live for a few days? You know Don't know?" Zhou Wei shook her frail and thin body, with a look of pain in her eyes, she hugged Rong Yu into her arms, and said softly: "Rong Yu, you have to live to prevent your child from dying in vain, you have to live, you understand ?"

Rong Wei seemed to have found some kind of outlet, as if she had found a source of support, and cried loudly in Zhou Wei's arms.

After a while, Zhou Wei said: "Yuechan, fetch water and wash and change your master's clothes."

Rong Xi had cried enough, Yuechan brought water to wash Rong Xi, Zhou Wei directed the other court ladies to remove all the quilts that Rong Xi slept on last night, and replace them with new ones.

Rong Yu quietly looked at the appearance of neither human nor ghost in the mirror, she felt cold, her whole body hurt from the cold, when Sipa touched her face, she trembled slightly, Yuechan thought it was pain, and murmured Said: "Your Majesty, please bear with it."

She looked at everything with cold eyes without saying a word, after all, she was heartbroken and desperate
When everything was settled, Zhou Wei took her by the arm, and then slowly walked towards the inner court. The Confucian Temple is behind the inner court.

(End of this chapter)