The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

"Ah?!" The imperial concubine covered her mouth, "Yi'er, how did you come in?"

Fu Yi pushed the pot of charcoal towards the imperial concubine's couch: "I have my own way."

"It's too funny that you are wearing this dress, it's a **** uniform." The concubine got up, stepped forward and pulled Fu Yi's clothes, looking east and west, her mouth closed with joy.

"Leng Palace is so messy, dilapidated and desolate, but you are still very energetic." Fu Yi said.

"What's the matter? When I was young, I traveled the world and even slept in caves." The concubine didn't care, "And look at me, there are thick quilts sent by Sister Xian, and good charcoal from Sister De. All right."

Because of her temperament, there are many people who hate her, and more people love her.

Fu Yi: "The pill thing..."

"Don't worry, no one knows where the pills came from." The imperial concubine said, "I won't tell you if you kill me."

Many years ago, Fu Yi discovered that he took a pill containing musk to avoid becoming pregnant with a dragon child.

The concubine wanted to explain, but Fu Yi said that there was no need to explain, and gave her a new drug, saying that the new drug would not be taken every day to increase the risk of being discovered, and secondly, it would not hurt her body.

Although she is a half-year-old child, she understands what she has done so much, as if she had known it for a long time, which surprised the imperial concubine for a long time.

Fu Yi: "I'm not worried about that."

The concubine was puzzled: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Fu Yi lowered his head, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, and handed it to the imperial concubine.

The concubine took it over and opened it, and shouted with joy, "Sesame cloud cake! I really didn't hurt you in vain before!"

Fu Yi: "I should have come to see you earlier, but I am late."

The imperial concubine smiled and said: "Although I am a cold palace and I can't see anyone around, but after all, I am in the harem, I am already surprised that you can come in. By the way, is Ji'an alright? Xiaolizhu has returned from the frontier. How about the peace talks?"

Fu Yi said lightly, "It's good, everything will be fine."

"Then I can rest assured." The concubine sighed and fed the sesame cloud cake into her mouth with a wide-eyed smile.

Fu Yi suddenly said, "Mu Qingwan, in two years, I will definitely take you out of the palace."

The imperial concubine blinked and hooked Fu Yi: "Come here."

Fu Yi leaned over, and the imperial concubine suddenly raised her hand and smashed his head with her knuckles.

Fu Yi: "..."

"Yi'er you." The imperial concubine smiled, "It's still so open-mouthed, since I taught you how to write my name when you were young, in private, you no longer call me an imperial concubine, even though I I don't care, but if someone else listens to it, it's not good after all."

She said, and sighed again: "I'm out of the palace, I don't expect it anymore, I'm just looking forward to it, Ji An and you and Xiaoli Zhu, I'll be satisfied if you can come to see me often."

Fu Yi was silent. At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside the house, it was the maid Xiaoyan.

"Niangniang, are you awake? Tea is ready in the afternoon." Xiaoyan shouted from outside the door.

The imperial concubine glanced at Fu Yi and saw Fu Yi shaking his head, so she said, "I'm still a little sleepy, you can leave it outside the door, and I'll bring it in by myself."

Xiaoyan responded and left.

Fu Yi waited silently outside the door, walked to the door, and brought in the tea.

He poured a cup, held it to his lips, took a sip, and suddenly got angry and poured the tea on the ground: "How dare you serve this kind of rough tea to you?!"

"Yi'er." The imperial concubine hurriedly reassured him, "I am now confined by my sins, so it would be great if I could have a cup of hot tea."

There was resentment in Fu Yi's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and muttered: "I knew that he was a waste, and he couldn't protect you at all. In his previous life..."

"Yi'er, what are you talking about?" The imperial concubine did not hear clearly and was puzzled.

"It's nothing." Fu Yi restrained his emotions, "I shouldn't stay for a long time, it's time to go, I'll bring you some good tea when I come to see you next time."

Fu Yi returned from the palace to the Prince's Mansion, and sat quietly in the waterside attic, when a warm incense suddenly hit him, and a woman hugged him from behind.

Fu Yi opened his eyes, pulled the woman into his arms, and hugged him with both hands.

The woman called him: "Your Highness..."

Seeing that Fu Yi was unhappy, the woman hurriedly changed her words: "This servant is stupid, and the servant has forgotten... It's Yi'er, does Yi'er like me?"

Fu Yi replied softly, "I like it."

Many years ago, he had a high fever after falling into the icy lake. When he was uncomfortable, he opened his eyes and saw her worried and blue eyes.

In this icy deep palace, Fu Yi suffered mercilessly.

The emperor hated him, and his mother was cowardly and did not protect him.

Only she held his hand, led him to write stroke by stroke, then smiled and said to him, "This is my name, doesn't it sound good?"

Since then, he likes everyone who is similar to her.

It was night, it was snowing heavily, and the wind was freezing to the bone.

The head of the Biqi Si was urgently summoned to the East Palace by the prince Fu Qi.

When Prince Fu Qi saw Huoxing, the first sentence was.

"I order you to kill Mu Zhiming immediately."