Emperor's Women

Fang Yanlian looked back and hurriedly sat up. Hate Jin trotted over, hugged Fang Yan's thigh, raised his small face and looked forward to it: "empress mother, will you go out with your children's ministers?"

Standing behind Han Jin was Zixi with a cramped face. She bowed her head and said weakly: "the maidservant and the prince said that you are resting. The prince doesn't believe it. She said that you were fine just now. Why did you rest now..."

"Empress mother, don't blame sister Zixi. It's the children's ministers who have to come in." seeing Fang Yan's angry meaning, hate Jin even helped Zixi speak.

Looking at hate Jin's expectant little face, she sighed helplessly: "OK, but it can only be for a while?"

"OK! Thank you, empress mother!" when Fang Yan agreed, he hated Jinle and helped Fang Yan take the shoes under the bed, knelt on the ground and put them on for Fang Yan himself.

Looking at hate Jin's sharp hands and feet, Zixi had another worry: "empress, are you... Really all right?"

"What's the matter, sister Zixi, is the mother uncomfortable?" although Zixi's voice was very small, hen Jin heard it, raised her small face, looked at Fang Yan with worry, and looked at Zixi with an inquiring eye.

Subconsciously, Zixi wanted to wave her hand, but Fang Yan opened her mouth first: "the empress mother is fine. Don't think too much. Didn't you say you were going out to play? The empress mother took you to put the paper kite, okay?"

As soon as she heard that she was going to put Zhiyuan, hate Jin pouted: "Zhiyuan is something that girls can play with." she said, holding Fang Yan's hand and walking outside.

The mother and son walked over the high threshold together, and their voice disappeared in the bedroom hall from near to far: "how can it be a girl's thing, and many boys like to put it..."

When Fang Yan was far away, Zixi reacted. She even raised her skirt and shouted behind her: "empress, wait for your servant..."

In the imperial garden, Fang Yan sat in the pavilion and looked at Han Jin who was struggling to dig the soil in the hot sun. He couldn't help sighing deeply: "how can he like playing with mud... How dirty."

Zixi stood behind Fang Yan and fanned her: "boys like to play with earth, and some like to fight earth wars. There are few princes and princesses in our harem, and the crown prince can only pinch clay figurines by himself."

"What are you talking about? Earth war? Is it to pick up the earth and throw it at others?" the expression on Fang Yan's face wanted to eat Zixi. He also threw it in his hand, which made Zixi tremble and wave his hand again and again: "This is just what I saw other boys playing when I was a child. I didn't teach the prince like this... Even if you give me a hundred courage, I don't dare..."

The words sounded satisfactory: "I knew you didn't dare." then Fang Yan pointed to the nursing mother with his chin and said to her, "go, hold an umbrella for the crown prince and dry it in such a big sun. How can it be in the heat."

The nurse nodded, walked over with an umbrella and handed it to hate Jin's head.

"Don't get in the way here. Go back quickly." hate Jin only felt a shadow on her head, and then there was a pair of coarse cloth shoes beside her. She didn't have to look up and knew that it must be the nursing mother who came to discipline him again.

"Your Highness, the empress asked the old slave to come." the nurse replied calmly.

Listening to this, hate Jin looked back at Fang Yan. She looked back at herself with a smile. She had to pout her mouth and said reluctantly, "well, why are you standing here? Don't move!"

The nurse nodded yes and didn't say much.

The imperial garden was full of joy. LAN Haotian looked at the mother and son in the dark, clenched his hands into fists, restrained his excitement and turned away.

Not long after he left, Fang Yan's smiling eyes suddenly became gloomy, and even the surrounding air suddenly cooled several degrees. Looking back at the direction that Lan Haotian left just now, he couldn't help raising a sneer on his lips.

He winked at Zixi. Zixi immediately understood and ran to inquire about the news.

After noon, Fang Yan was taking a nap. Zixi walked lightly near the bedroom hall. Seeing that Fang Yan hadn't woke up and was about to quietly quit, he heard a dull voice ring out: "if you have anything, just say it."

Zixi was stunned. She looked at the bedside and found that Fang Yan had got up.

She always sleeps lightly, which Zixi knows. But she didn't expect that her hands and feet had been placed very light, and she still heard it.

Seeing Zixi looking at her face, Fang Yan just smiled faintly and didn't tell the truth.

People who don't know lightness skills will have a sound even if they move lightly. She walks on the edge of life and death all year round and has already formed a habit. Even in her sleep, her nerves are tense. Although she has entered the palace in recent years, this habit has not changed.

What's more, it's an extraordinary time for their mother and son. She must be careful. Otherwise, she doesn't know how she died.

Casually put on a dress. Fang Yan sat on a chair, poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "tell me, what's the matter?"

Zixi looked at Fang Yan with a calm look on her face and swallowed her spittle fiercely: "go back to your mother, Khan... He is really suspicious. It seems that he has taken action."

As soon as she got the news, she hurried back to report the news. She didn't even have time to breathe. At this time, she was out of breath and felt dry. Plus the big sun outside, her forehead was full of sweat.

He handed the tea to Zixi. Fang Yan took out his handkerchief, covered his lips and coughed a little: "is there anything else?"

"Thank you, madam." Zixi took the tea cup, drank the water in the cup, took two deep breaths, and then said, "listen to the palace people on duty in the imperial study last night. Khan lost his temper for some reason last night, but no one dared to persuade him."

This made Fang Yan, who had a calm face, stand up immediately: "what are you talking about? Why didn't you tell the palace earlier?"

"It was only then that the maidservant knew..." Zixi was a little wronged, clenched her lower lip and looked at Fang Yan pitifully.

Fang Yan naturally knows that Zixi is not to blame for this. It's her own carelessness

It seems that Lan Haotian already knows about it. She wants to hide it, but she can't hide it. It's just that there hasn't been any trouble yet. I think it's because LAN Haotian doesn't have enough evidence to prove that the prince is not his own, so he hasn't taken any action.

However, LAN Haotian has not appeared since last night. Although it is said that the government is busy, Fang Yan knows that he is deliberately avoiding him.

Since he pretended nothing had happened, she stood still.

"You should always pay attention to the situation of the imperial study. If you have any news, report it to the palace immediately." Fang Yan ordered coldly.

People who dance on the tip of a knife want a superior mind and a calmer than ordinary people. The more things happen, the more you can't mess with yourself.

It's night, Royal study.

LAN Haotian is burning the midnight oil here again. The man who went out to collect blood for him last night came in again, handed the bottle to LAN Haotian and said, "Khan, I didn't come to a conclusion last night. Why try again?"

"What do I do? Do I need to explain to you?" Lan Haotian looked at the masked man coldly, and his tone was full of displeasure.

The masked man even shut his mouth, lowered his head and dared not say a word.

After receiving the masked man's bottle, LAN Haotian opened his mouth and explained, "maybe I still have a chance in my heart."

Then he poured the blood in the bottle into the clean water he had prepared himself. Staring at the blood for a long time.

This is the blood of the prince he has loved for three years... Think about last night, he still can't forget.

Little hate Jin called her father after her. She was cute and shook her head. She held her thigh and looked pitifully in her eyes. If this time, the blood still can't melt, he doesn't know what kind of mood to face him again.

Such a lovely child

The heart is like a needle. The right hand holding the silver needle hesitated and couldn't go down. He put down the needle in his hand, looked up and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just for a moment, he suddenly broke the bowl in front of him and ran outside the hall without hesitation.

"Khan, what are you going to do? Khan?" the palace man behind him asked repeatedly and followed quickly.

"You stay here for me. No one is allowed to follow without my permission!" then LAN Haotian did not doubt that there was him and quickly went to Fengyi palace.

Fengyi palace, Fang Yan's bedroom.

The aroma of enchanting fragrance floated along the small hole in the paper window. Fang Yan suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep. His nose moved slightly. He immediately understood what it was. He quickly held his breath and inquired around.

When I lifted the quilt, I just wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but I found my body very soft. No, she just stopped breathing. How can this enchanting fragrance still be useful to her?

Good boy, it's really cruel. How much dose is this? It can make people useful even if they don't breathe!

Just as she was stunned, the door of the bedroom hall was suddenly opened. Fang Yan looked up, but before he could see the figure, the man had rushed to her and hit the door directly.

Fang Yan reacted quickly and immediately punched to resist, but the man was not in a hurry, waved his arm to resist, turned around behind Fang Yan and reached out to grab her shoulder.

Good chance! Fang Yan said in his heart.

Holding the man's hand with his left hand, he fell over his shoulder and threw the man directly to the ground. Fang Yan sneered at the man: "now, see how you fight with my mother!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was exported, a mouthful of ecstasy incense was inhaled, and the whole person was dizzy in an instant.

The man lying on the ground stood up and grabbed Fang Yan's throat with his backhand: "you say, how can I fight you?"

"Khan?" listening to the familiar voice, LAN Haotian was right. With the faint moonlight from the window, LAN Haotian's face became clearer and clearer.

LAN Haotian raised an evil smile on his lips: "yes, it's me, so what?"

"How could Khan use such a way to appear? If you want to come to the concubine's bedroom, just drive directly. Why..." Fang Yan seemed afraid and said weakly.