Chapter 22 calculating Yanjing

Zhou Huaiyi rarely wore a dark red wrinkled palace veil and stood between the red wall and green willows, floating like a mortal. He seemed to be meditating on something and making some decisions. In short, when he slowly paced the place where the two could easily see each other, the always cold man actually had a very light and warm smile on the corners of his lips, which made Wei Fuyan's heart jump out in an instant.

I haven't seen him for ten days. I eat and sleep on my face as usual, but late at night, I miss him and my heart is sore. How difficult it is for two people to be together. Now they are forced to separate for so many miscellaneous things. It's false to say that they don't complain.

But the person who made her feel restless and vomited unexpectedly glanced in her direction, and his face turned back and left with the door Qingsong!

Real...

Depression, a hundred times depression!

Wait for Zhou Huaiyi to walk more than ten feet away before Wei Fuyan remembered the words of the eldest prince. At present, there are plenty of reasons to see him, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Yu Sikou standing in front of her.

What a beautiful woman! Wei Fuyan sighed. Yu Sikou's appearance was quite similar to that of Concubine Tong, but Tong Fei's look was as soft as water. She didn't have much **power for a woman like Wei Fuyan who came out of the south of the Yangtze River. On the contrary, Yu Sikou's eyes were still shining with shrewd wisdom with a beautiful face, which really made Wei Fuyan happy from the bottom of his heart. Rejoice.

It's like seeing gadgets on the street, but it doesn't mean...

"I heard that King Huai drove you out of King Huai's mansion?" Yu Sikou glanced at her and said, "What good news for the general celebration! King Huai is really wise and martial!"

Wei Fuyan couldn't help laughing and said, "Miss Yu means that King Huai was not wise when he spoiled me in the past? Is Miss Yu scolding me or Huai Wang?

"You..." Yu Si's breath is also strange. She is such a smart and shrewd person that she can easily choke with a word today. Wei Fuyan's mind is still hanging on Zhou Huaiyi's cool glance, so she is not in the mood to entangle with her too much at all.

Yu Sikou quickly calmed down, stared at the disfigured marks on Wei Fuyan's face for a long time and said with a cold smile, "Huh, what are you proud of? You have been kicked out of Huaiwang Mansion now, and you will not be Princess Huai sooner or later! Sheng Chongyouwo's decline is just like you. You deserve it!"

" Shut up! Silk buckle!"

Wei Fuyan turned his head and saw that it was Concubine Tong. Concubine Tong seems to be sick, although she can't hide the traces of illness and suffering on her face.

"Mother!" Wei Fuyan was about to salutation, but was held by Concubine Tong's hand. She only heard Tong say very hard, "Princess...cough, princess... Silk buckle her... In short, I apologized to Princess Huai!"

"Mother!" Yu Sikou hurriedly supported her and put up with it but didn't say anything.

Only then did Wei Fuyan realize that something was wrong. It was reasonable to say that Yu Sikou had been dissatisfied with Zhou Huaiyi since she was a child, but did Yu Sikou hate her so much that she was disgusted to say "deserving"? Even if she occupies the position of Princess Huai, that position cannot be Yu Sikou. Although Yu Sikou is the daughter of a servant of the Ministry of Industry, she is also the official's direct daughter, she is assigned to King Huai as the main concubine. I'm afraid that she can't pass the first level of status.

What's more, how can the emperor let Tong's favorite niece marry Princess Huai? Isn't it openly allowed Tong Fei and Huai Wang to join hands?

You deserve it, do you deserve it? Is there anything else she can't feel sorry for?

Concubine Tong coughed repeatedly again, and Wei Fuyan couldn't bear it. He came forward to help Concubine Tong and said, "You don't have to do this. It's important to take good care of yourself!"

Concubine Tong held her hand tightly and muttered as she coughed heavily: "Just these days...cough, cough, here, it's here...cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Wei Fuyan faintly heard it and immediately wink at Xiang Si when she knew that it was important. Xiang Si nodded into Tong's palace and called the two maidservant out, and ordered one of them to ask the imperial doctor and the other to help Tong Fei back to the room with Yu Sikou.

Tong Fei's hand has been holding Wei Fuyan's hand tightly. She seems to have a lot to say to Wei Fuyan, but the more she coughs, the more she coughs, the tighter she grasps Wei Fuyan's hand. Wei Fuyan and Yu Sikou looked at each other and had to put down their grudges and help Tong back to the room together. However, at the gate of the palace, they always felt that someone seemed to be watching behind them and frowned and looked back. However, they saw a large area of blue robes piled up like waves behind them. It was Chai Guifei Chai, the biological mother of King Tuo and the powerless Concubine Tong and the Empress.

Princess Chai has always been arrogant and domineering. Today, she may be far away, and she looks quiet and gentle. Her face was pale. Although she didn't cough repeatedly like Tong Fei, she looked like she was equally ill! After a while, a woman in black and red robe came to Chai Guifei and helped her back to the palace. She had always been the side concubine of King Tuo and the Miaojiang princess from the royal family of the Moon Kingdom.

When Wei Fuyan reacted, he happened to see Tong Fei also staring at the back of Chai Guifei. The enemy of Chai Guifei's power is the Empress, but the enemy of the competition for favor is Tong Fei. Chai Guifei and Tong Fei have bullied and fought with each other for many years. Now her eyes looking at Chai Guifei's back are full of... pity?

That's right, it's pity, pity for the same disease, and pity each other.

Wei Fuyan couldn't help but restrain his expression. The three powerful concubines in the harem, the queen, Chai Guifei, and Tongfei all fell ill. In addition, Tongfei's sentence "Here it is" just now, and Wei Fuyan suddenly became excited. Is this... going to change?

Tong Fei clearly said that the emperor still had a month left, but she didn't expect it to be so soon!

"Does he know?" Wei Fuyan asked Concubine Tong.

Tong Fei looked stagnant, but she coughed and couldn't speak at all. She just nodded with certainty.

Wei Fuyan also nodded and said, "Miss Yu, take good care of your mother!"

Yu Sikou looked at Tong Fei with a sad face and looked at Wei Fuyan very hastily, nodded randomly and went in.

"Princess, do you want to go back to White House or..."

Wei Fuyan didn't say anything, and all kinds of looks on her face were cleaned up, leaving her clenching her fists with a dull look.

"White House."

The new mansion is called Baifu, which uses the real surname of Wei Fuyan, which is naturally Liu Qingzhou's surname. Everyone said that Cain was buried in his name, so they didn't ask much, but at this moment when it was time to get out of the carriage, Wei Fuyan sat in the carriage and stared at the plaque of the White House without moving his eyes for a long time.

Spread out the palm of her hand, and a pill lay quietly in the heart of Tong Fei's red palm.

Another noon, Wei Fuyan looked at Chuqi lying on the stone platform to practice writing, pouted, as if he had taken a big breath, but the word was crooked and rampaging, and the force at the pen could not be stopped as Chuqi's temperament.

It's already the end of July, and it's rare that she hasn't been hot and practiced her words obediently with a bitter face. Wei Fuyan looked at the sweaty sweaty face and was always distressed, so she put down the Junshan silver needle tea in her hand and waved and said, "On the seventh day of the first lunar month, come on."

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he put down the brush and jumped over. Wei Fuyan was amused by her and took out a handkerchief to help her wipe the sweat on the tip of her forehead and nose. This child is very well-behaved. If he is not crazy, he is simply virtuous. Unfortunately, this child is born like a bandit, and I'm afraid he will not be able to come in his life.

"What do you want to do when you grow up on the seventh day of the lunar new year?" Wei Fuyan took her little hand and asked, "When we grow up on the seventh day of the lunar new year, will your aunt help you find the best family on the seventh lunar new year?"

Chuqi laughed and said loudly, "Li Chuqi will be the leader of Baifengzhai and Jiutu Mountain! Be the most powerful female bandit in Yanjing!"

Wei Fuyan's hand stiffened in an instant.

According to Xiang Si, Li Shaotang and his wife did not return to Lu Zhong. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no matter how Lu Zhong looked for them, they could not find any clues. On the ninth day of the first lunar month, he was cremated, and on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he was taken to a new house. On the seventh day, he did not ask because he was used to Li Shaotang and his wife going out. Wei Fuyan only briefly said that they took Chujiu out, and he didn't say much else.

Two green woodlands in Yanjing, Baimen Cheng's butcher ghosts. Li Shaotang is an apprentice of Baifengzhai and the son-in-law of the Tu family. Their family's experience will be directly related to the situation in Yanjing, but what about them?

Wei Fuyan felt more and more uneasy. Although she had told her that she had asked Li Shaotang and his wife first, there was no news from Yanjing so far. She was calm and worried.

"What else do you wish for the seventh day of the first lunar month? Just talk to your aunt, aunt, listen!"

She always feels that she owes a lot on the seventh day of the first lunar month.

No matter how ghosts are on the seventh day of the first lunar month, they are still a child, so they seriously turned their heads and thought about it for a long time before saying, "I want my parents to be so busy and take them back to Yanjing on the seventh day of the ninth day of the first lunar new year!"

Wei Fuyan smiled and then asked, "What else? But is there anything else?"

"I don't want to fight!"

Wei Fuyan suddenly smiled and frowned, "Who said this?"

"Huh? Does your aunt really want to fight? Chuqi pouted his little mouth and shook his head and said, "I don't like war on Chuqi! On the seventh day of the first lunar month, I like bandits to fight officers and soldiers, but I don't like to fight every day!"

Wei Fuyan knew something different and softened his tone and asked, "So... who said he was going to fight? How could Hao Duan suddenly say that he didn't want to fight?

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he liked Wei Fuyan the most. He rubbed her legs and said coquettishly, "It's Brother Douzi. I saw Brother Douzi on the street that day. My uncle said that our Baifeng Village and Jiutu Mountain are going to fight!"

Wei Fuyan couldn't remember who this person was anyway, but Cheng Yu, who was practicing swords, suddenly stopped and asked, "Little Douzi?"

When Cheng Yu said this, Wei Fuyan remembered that there was indeed a chicken-eyed little fat man named Xiaodouzi in Baifeng Village. Wei Fuyan even vaguely remembered that this person was close to Cheng Yu and was almost a confidant.

However, Cheng Yu looked surprised and didn't know anything.

"Let's practice here today!" Wei Fuyan ordered worriedly and watched Chuqi jump happily to clean up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

On the first day of August, Yanjing was in chaos.