The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Flying pigeon was stared at by her and began to sweat. She is now very sure that Yu Qingluo really knows her intentions. Suddenly I was a little frightened, thinking that if my mother cooperated with her, would she steal the chicken and lose the rice?

The two people in the    Pavilion seemed to hear the sound from here, and they turned their heads together, and were stunned when they saw Yu Qingluo standing not far away.

  After that, the woman in Tsing Yi pulled the woman in blue and walked over slowly, looked in front of her, and smiled lightly, "This one, it must be the Tianfu Princess of the Tianyu Kingdom, I've been admiring the name for a long time."

  The blue-clothed woman also smiled at the corners of her mouth, as if she was not surprised by Yu Qingluo's identity, just nodding lightly at her was also generous and decent.

   "Is Princess Tianfu going out of the palace? The road is slippery on a rainy day, so why didn't people bring the sedan chair over?"

   After all, Xiao Fei’s pointed eyes fell on Fei Ge’s head, Fei Fei pursed her lips, and just bowed to the two concubines, and there was nothing more to say.

  It seems that Flying Pigeon is very unhappy with them.

  No, it should be said that Concubine Meng is very unhappy with them, or the two of them are in the same position as Concubine Meng. Otherwise, why would the banquet today lack them alone?

  Yu Qingluo did not explain, but just changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Are the two empresses writing poems just now?"

"Yes, it has been raining today, and I have stayed in the house for a whole day. Now that the rain has stopped and it is cool outside, I came out to take a look. The scenery after the rain is different on weekdays, I can’t bear it. I live in Shixing and have a big hair. It really made the princess laugh." Wan Fei smiled softly, the delicate smile was different from Meng Guifei's, it seemed to be the kind of softness that came from her bones.

  Yu Qingluo couldn't help but feel a little more fond of her, "The empress is so talented, I can only hear that I am envious, I am ashamed."

"The princess is too modest. My former palace listened to Haoran and praised the princess' intelligence. That **** is used to being out in the wild. I always have to come back and talk about it when I see a talented person. I haven't heard of any woman she has praised. The princess is the first woman to admire Haoran."

  Yuqing fell stunned, Ye Haoran? So, this concubine Wan is Ye Haoran's biological mother?

  Yuqing has come to light, and Concubine Meng asked her to go through all the concubines who had given birth today. In this way, the concubine Xiao sitting next to Concubine Wan should be the emperor's youngest son, the biological mother of the eleventh prince Ye Haoti.

  So far, Yu Qingluo has met all the mothers of the surviving princes.

  Shu Fei, Queen, Liu Fei, Kang Fei, Min Fei, plus the current Wan Fei and Xiao Fei, they are all together. Concubine Meng is really thoughtful about who is the master behind the dark hand in order to let her go back and ponder.

   "If the princess is not in a hurry, how about going to the pavilion to rest?" Xiao Fei was a little younger, but the etiquette was much better than that of the Liu Fei whom she had seen before.

  Yu Qingluo nodded, slightly lifted the skirt and followed.

  Walking around, the line of sight floated to Jin Liuli's body as if nothing seemed to happen. The latter glared at her to see what she did? What does Ye Haoran's concubine do to her? She has nothing to do with him, okay?

  Yu Qingluo laughed secretly, the dead duck has a hard mouth, if there is nothing to order, why keep hiding, afraid that Ye Haoran will be like a mouse when he sees a cat, not even dare to show his face?

  The three people sat down on the stone benches in the pavilion. Wan Fei seemed to be very interested in writing poems and lyrics, and she couldn't control it when she chatted.

  On the side, Concubine Xiao has been drinking tea silently, smiling and saying a few words from time to time, but every time she stops just right, she is not as hungry and thirsty as Concubine Wan.

  Feige has been listening too, not leaving or making a sound, but his eyes are slightly sharper, and he wants to see something on the faces of the two Wanfei.

  It's just that Concubine Wan sees that Yu Qingluo is interested in her poems, and the chats are all poems and songs, her eyes are bright and golden. As for Concubine Xiao, her expression has always been faint, and she has long since disappeared from the little girl's pretentiousness that she had shown when she acted like a baby in front of Concubine Wan. From her face, she couldn't see anything at all.

  Flying Pigeon watched for a while, but was a little frustrated, and could only store her hope in Yu Qingluo's body.

  Yuqing did not move at all. In fact, she really didn't have any interest in poetry. However, Wan Fei's voice is really nice, soft and gentle, talking non-stop, and it doesn't appear to be noisy, on the contrary, it gives people a very enjoyable gesture.

After talking for a while, I can probably see that Yu Qingluo and her own interests are not on the same level. Wan Fei smiled embarrassedly. After taking a sip of tea, she slightly changed the subject and said, "Said. So much, it really delayed the princess a lot of time. This palace is really abrupt, but the princess fits my eyes very well. It's a pity that Haoran doesn't have this blessing."

   "Cough..." Yu Qingluo took a sip of tea and almost squirted it out. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her sleeve, and swallowed fiercely with her flushed face.

Concubine Wan, you can eat rice but you can't talk nonsense. The person Ye Haoran liked was Jin Liuli, and she was standing behind me staring.

  Furthermore, if this word reaches Ye Xiudu’s ears, I don’t know how he will deal with your son, do you know?

   Xiao Fei also felt that Wan Fei’s remark was inappropriate, so she pulled her sleeve and whispered softly, “Wan Fei sister, the marriage between the princess and the prince Xiu, but the emperor's gift, you can’t talk nonsense.”

"Huh?" Wan Fei gave a dry smile, "Princess, don't mind. My palace is worried that Haoran runs outside all day, too wild, and has been thinking about finding someone to take care of him. But Haoran is so temperamental. How can a woman like this be able to control him? It's rare that there is a woman who is as intelligent as the princess, and this palace is a bit forgetful, the princess is no wonder."

  Yu Qingluo laughed, holding the teacup to cover the corner of his mouth, and secretly glanced at Jin Liuli.

  Jin Liuli stared at her, staring at her fiercely.

  Yu Qingluo was going to die innocently, she said nothing, did nothing. Besides, Liuli, didn't you dislike Ye Haoran and refuse to meet him? What do you mean by staring at her now?

  Yu Qingluo secretly sighed, and when she raised her head, her smile continued to deepen, "Manny, the eighth prince is a lover of personality. In the future, I will meet a good woman who can make her feel comfortable, so don't worry about it."

  Yu Qingluo said, but the flying pigeon on the side suddenly winked at her. She was stunned for a while, followed the flying pigeon's line of sight, and saw someone from a distance looking straight to this side.

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