Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Weird.

She is not a concubine of Emperor Qi Zhao, so she cannot compete for favor; she is not a prince, so she cannot seize the throne. Why does Concubine Yun hate her?

But who does she look like?

She frowned and thought hard all the way, but her head ached and she still couldn't remember who he looked like.

"Princess, shall we go back home?" Xia Feng walked forward and put the cloak in his hand on her.

"Well, go back."

The Princess's Mansion hasn't even warmed up yet, and it's about to become the Princess's Mansion.

Feng Xili looked up at the big words "Xueyue Palace" and couldn't help but be shocked.

Alas! She was a wanderer, without a home that was entirely her own.

This time she came back suddenly, without even notifying Mu Mu. She didn't know how he'd discovered that something was wrong with Mo Ling, or how he'd managed to wake up Emperor Qi Zhao.

"Where is Mu Mu?" She turned around and asked after entering the mansion.

A glint flashed in Xia Feng's eyes. The master was in the prime minister's residence, but he had instructed not to tell Feng Xili.

"The master and Yuanri went to the Dali Temple." Mu Lanxun did go to the Dali Temple, but came back early in the morning.

Went to Dali Temple?

She frowned and felt a little lost.

"Okay, since he is busy, let him be busy!" She waved her hand and walked towards her own courtyard.

"Lai Xiang! I want to take a bath."

"Yes, princess."

……

Being a princess is a little embarrassing.

Feng Xili was lying in a large bathtub with her arms on the edge of the tub, her legs floating on the water, simulating a backstroke posture, her legs slapping the water.

So comfortable!

The wind and sand are strong at the border, and water resources are relatively precious. She hasn't had this luxury for a long time.

After soaking in the bath for more than half an hour, she finally came out feeling dizzy.

She locked a bunch of maids and old women outside the door, and even pushed Lai Xiang out. She had specifically instructed them not to see anyone and no one was allowed to come.

After changing into her pajamas, she wiped her hair over and over again with a clean towel, thinking about her hot pot restaurant.

She has entered six of the eleven cities and opened eight stores in total. The momentum is a bit strong, and she feels that she needs to slow down. Making money is a long-term process, so she needs to stabilize these eight stores first.

I wonder if Sister Zhong and Brother Wang can handle this? Should we find them some helpers?

After all, they have a little one at home who needs to be fed.

Well, that was a mistake. It is still necessary to pick a few more people.

But who is the right person to look for?

She frowned and pursed her lips, and her eyes blinked rapidly.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the window, interrupting a certain emotion that she had deliberately ignored.

After a while, she didn't move and the noise outside the window disappeared.

She bit her lip, trying hard to suppress the heat in her eyes.

"Knock, knock, knock." There were three more sounds, and a note was stuffed in through the window.

This scene is quite familiar.

She couldn't help but pull the note away and look down.

Xier, I'm outside.

Her heartbeat was pounding uncontrollably, and she felt not only her eyes but also her cheeks getting hot.

He came, it was a dark and windy night, and he was finally done with his work?

The door was opened, and a man was standing in the dim courtyard. He stared at this side intently, and when he walked straight into the door, her eyes were still filled with passion.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on him in waves.

The wind is strong tonight, and the flickering figures are like slides, getting closer and closer to me.

Mu Lanxun's eyes were burning. God knew how much restraint he had used to not sneak into the palace last night.

Having not seen him for nearly half a year, Feng Xili looked him up and down, "You, have you grown a little taller?"

She tilted her neck back. It seemed like it wasn't so difficult when they exchanged glances before?

"It seems to have grown stronger..." She poked the chest in front of her with her fingertips. It was soft and hot.

The gazes falling down on her seemed to want to burn a hole in her head. She curled up her fingers unconsciously and was afraid to look up.

"Xier, do you miss me?" The person in front of her obviously bent her waist, and the tender voice blew in her ears.

Her heart skipped a beat, and Feng Xili's head buzzed. The next moment, her jaw was clamped.

"Did you miss me?" She was forced to look at him, her eyes filled with his reflection.

"I want to..." He murmured unconsciously, feeling that his head was very short of oxygen.

The shimmering eyes disappeared in an instant. Mu Lanxun closed his eyes tightly, exerted force with both hands, and the two of them disappeared into the door.

This is the first time they have been apart for such a long time since they confirmed their feelings for each other.

Mu Lanxun hugged her tightly, holding her in his arms like a child, "Are you not angry with me anymore?"

Familiar smell, familiar embrace, Feng Xili felt drowsy again. She pinched her palm quietly and said coquettishly, "I wasn't angry in the first place."

"I was finally able to enter and leave the Dali Temple openly, so I explained some more things to Chun Geng." He explained lightly.

Feng Xili listened quietly, knowing that he had not finished speaking.

"I found out something..." He paused, lowered his eyelids, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"The Prime Minister's wife is very unfriendly to you. You should be mentally prepared."

Hearing his euphemism, she sighed, "For Tianxu, for the Prime Minister, don't be too..."

"Oh, she shouldn't have touched you, but she also took advantage of Emperor Qi Zhao. If this is discovered, even the Prime Minister can't protect her."

"Also, there's a lady in the palace who's also involved. I feel like this is closely related to Xiao Ze from before, and also..."

Xiao Ze?

"That's right! Yun Fei!" She suddenly looked up, her eyes full of disbelief.

"When I came back from meeting His Majesty today, I saw Concubine Yun outside the palace. Her eyes were exactly the same as Xiao Ze's!"

Mu Lanxun's brows furrowed. It was said that Concubine Yun had entered the palace only five years ago. She was already 26 years old when she entered the palace, making her the oldest concubine in the harem.

She was once favored for a period of time, but her presence has always been quite low. I didn’t expect that she is pregnant now?

The palace announced that it was three months, and that was almost the time when Xiao Ze died.

The two seemed to have thought of the same thing and saw shock in each other's eyes.

"Is Concubine Yun Xiao Ze's mother? Did she fake her death for love?" Feng Xili covered her mouth and whispered her guess.

Mu Lanxun nodded cautiously, "This explains Xiao Ze's sudden spontaneous combustion. That woman must have mastered the art of faking her own death."

"I remember that when Concubine Yun was still the Marquis' wife, her name was Zuo Lian." She frowned and searched her memory.

Someone's eyes flashed, Zuo Lian!

It’s that “Madam Lian”!

He suddenly understood, "Xi'er, if Concubine Yun is really Zuo Lian, then she is involved in the events of more than ten years ago. Perhaps she is the only person who knows everything about your mother."

Feng Xili was shocked. That’s right!

Her hostility towards me was not only because of the broken engagement with Xiao Ze, but also possibly because of her mother's affairs!

This woman!

What right does she have to feel resentful?

Her husband was tempted by her beauty and forced her to marry him, but in the end she did not have a happy ending. Why should she blame others?

She did not pursue the culprit, but watched coldly as her mother was innocently harmed, completely lacking the demeanor of a mistress of the house.

Later, she had the heart to abandon her young son and faked her death for love, but in fact she was not worthy of being a mother.

Such a person, such a person!

Does she feel that she is now in the good hands of Emperor Qi Zhao again?