Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Zhao Feiyan, who returned to the Temple of Moonlight, became more angry the more she thought about it. The queen relied on the emperor’s favor and became proud of her.

Sun Ruyun rarely saw her being so irrational, and didn't know how to comfort her for a while, so she said, "Sister, maybe the empress has some troubles. The fate is destined, and Zhao Shiboji's life is only a month away from the northwest. Sister will be able to meet Shi Bo."

If Daddy is still young, this is not a chore. It's just that he has spent his wealth and has no money on the road. Now the weather is still cold, how can he survive this month of turbulence.

Knowing that this was just Sun Ruyun's comforting words, Zhao Feiyan calmed down and asked her to watch her father go to the bitter cold place with her own eyes. She couldn't bear it and couldn't just let it go.

"Sister, what are your plans next?" Sun Ruyun asked when her expression changed.

"Naturally let the empress suffer a bit." But seeing Zhao Feiyan put away his tears, looked in the direction of Kunning Palace, said bitterly.

Against the queen, how could it end well? Sun Ruyun wanted to persuade her to calm down. It can be seen that Zhao Feiyan had a firm gaze and seemed determined to blame the queen. She had nothing to persuade, so she could only pat her hand. , Said: "Sister, you and I know the emperor's thoughts on the empress, no matter what you do, be more cautious."

It was getting late, Sun Ruyun took a few words of comfort and took people away from Zhao Feiyan’s residence. She sighed a long way on the way. Before entering the palace, Zhao Feiyan was also a hearty temperament. I didn’t expect this deep palace to polish people into such.

When Sun Ruyun left, Zhao Feiyan called the maid by her side and told her to sneak into Kunning Palace in the dark. Since she was not kind, don't blame herself for being unrighteous. Zhao Feiyan clenched the veil in his hand, with resentment on her face.

It is a pity that since the Witch Gu incident happened last time, Feng Xuan Che was worried that someone would be unfavorable to Du Xuechun and sent a person to guard it in secret.

The little palace lady was caught when she came in.

Feng Xuanche was worried that she would disturb Du Xuechun's dreams, but did not tell, he got up to deal with the matter.

"The emperor, it's Ziling next to the concubine." Guo Yuanqing knew all the palace staff and recognized Ziling's identity at a glance.

The concubine Xian sent her because she had been able to fist since she was a child and was always safe in doing things, but this time she kicked the iron.

"Let's talk about it, what do you want to do when you come to Kunning Palace so late?" Feng Xuanche had a dark face, and he was so naive to bother him at so late.

Zi Ling also didn't expect the emperor to be there. It took only a while for the empress to return to the Moon Palace. Perhaps the emperor was here when she came here just now, and she was shocked.

"Back to the emperor, the empress just came over, lost a string of beads, and sent a servant girl over to find it." Zi Ling was flustered and made an excuse.

At this time, Feng Xuan Chee laughed angrily. "Why are you looking for something so sneaky?" Feng Xuan Che looked at the trembling palace lady in front of him. If he didn't do anything wrong, would he need to be so scared.

For a while, Zi Ling couldn't make up any reason, the crime of deceiving the emperor was not something she could bear.

"Pull out and hit a twenty-five board. Anyone who goes to Kunning Palace to have trouble in the future will be killed!" Feng Xuanche said coldly.

"The emperor be merciful, the emperor be merciful!" Zi Ling wailed, and when the twenty-five slabs went down, half of his life was gone.

"Say, what on earth are you here for!" Feng Xuan Che's eyes were torch, and he was already angry when he looked at Zi Ling.

Zi Ling struggled inwardly. She followed the empress since entering the palace. The empress has treated her very well these years. She can't betray the empress like this, gritting her teeth, Zi Ling silently kowtows, saying: "The slave leads the crime."

But a loyal person, Feng Xuanche raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to signal Guo Yuanqing to take her down.

Simply because the little palace lady hadn't had time to do anything, it was good to hit her twenty boards to give Concubine Xian a warning, lest she didn't know the severity.

Feng Xuanche didn't want to add murder to Kunning Palace, and didn't want the life of this little palace lady, hoping that Concubine Xian could understand his painstaking efforts.

When he returned to the house, it was already over, Du Xuechun lay on the bed with his eyes open, obviously awakened by the shout of the little palace lady just now.

"It's the concubine's person." Du Xuechun twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw him coming back.

"Don't worry about it, I will solve it." Feng Xuan Che washed his hands with hot water, and when the cold on his body dissipated, he went back to bed and lay down.

He didn't know how to speak. It was not that he hadn't thought of ignoring Du Xuechun, so that others could spend less time to hurt her, but he was afraid that Du Xuechun would think wildly like this, and even more afraid that he would lose her.

But this made her a target of public criticism, and she could be found in danger at any time. What if she didn't protect her well.

"The emperor does not have to worry, the concubine will protect himself." Du Xuechun softly comforted as if he had guessed what he was thinking.

"Chun'er, if you hadn't become this emperor, you and I might be better." Feng Xuan Che said with a light sigh.

No, Du Xuechun thought, when she was born again, she wanted the wicked to receive the punishment she deserved. If she was greedy for comfort and watched the wicked mess up, how could she easily spend her life.

Now Feng Xuanming is dead, but she still remembers how Du Qingheng walked towards her in a phoenix robe on a rainy day.

"I have never regretted it." Du Xuechun closed her eyes, her voice a little empty.

There was nothing for a night, and the next day, Feng Xuanche got up early and came to the Jinluan Temple.

Today is Zhao Huaijin's day to go to the northwest. Two places are vacant in the main hall. Everyone has their own concerns. The early morning was unexpectedly quiet.

"If something happens, retreat if nothing happens." Guo Yuanqing said with a throat.

At this time, no one dared to stand up and speak to Zhao Huaijin. Zhao Huaijin’s students were an example. The good official luck ended in this way. It was a pity that he was young.

"The emperor, it will be Chunwei soon, this official is not here, who will preside over this matter?" Someone pondered for a long time and asked.

Feng Xuanche had planned for this a long time ago. If this were not the case, he would not rush Zhao Huaijin away. The court needs fresh blood and young and energetic talents. The spring is coming, and the existence of Zhao Huaijin will only add trouble to Feng Xuanche. .

"Zheng Qian, you will take charge of this matter. I believe in your abilities and must not let me down." Feng Xuanche looked at the proud young man in front of the palace with expectations in his eyes.

"Here, Shi Lang has only been in office for a year, I'm afraid I can't afford such a major event, my lord.

Zheng Qian is Du Heng's stubborn servant servant, and the champion in the literary examination last year.

He ignored the opposition from the central government, bowed down neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Chen, give thanks."

There were still arguing voices in the dark and turbulent hall, but Feng Xuan Che had already made a conclusion. What these old things said, he just treated it as a gust of wind, and it was gone.

After the morning dynasty, Zheng Qian walked out of the palace alone, and several older Shangshu came over, with a contemptuous tone, and said: "Congratulations, Shi Lang, the emperor has such a fancy, you have to be careful, don't turn it over The boat is good."