Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

The concubines gathered in Baoyue Tower were also somewhat flustered. The Empress, who was in the lead, went from anticipation at first to disappointment later, her expression as if engraved on her face, forgetting to conceal it. Rong Mama, nervous and anxious, pinched the Empress again and again, and warned her in a whisper, "Empress, expression, expression!"

The Queen glared at Rong Mama in pain. Lu Yi, who had been watching the whole thing, looked away with an expression of dismay and asked in a low voice, "Xinrong, are you okay?"

Although it is certain that Xiaoyanzi did not touch a single hair of Xinrong from beginning to end, Lu Yi still has to give her the due care, as emotional value also has value.

Xinrong shook her head, her eyes gleaming with the strength of a mother, her voice so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

"Yongqi, I'm fine, and the child is fine too. No one should try to harm my child."

Lu Yi made a muffled sound in his chest, “Hmm.”

When they returned to Yonghe Palace, Concubine Yu was so anxious that she was about to cry and jumped up from the stool to greet them.

"Yongqi, hurry up and help Xinrong sit down."

"Xinrong, I accompanied the old Buddha to recite Buddhist scriptures. When I came back, I heard about your experience in Baoyue Tower. I was really scared."

Xinrong met the genuine concern in Concubine Yu's eyes and smiled, "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine. Yongqi protected me very well. That person only hurt herself."

"That's good, luckily you and the child are okay!"

Concubine Yu motioned for the servants to leave the room, patted her chest and sighed, "Mother is worried about the fabrics and spices sent by the Queen. They're piled in the corner of the storeroom and she doesn't dare use any of them, for fear that something might happen to the child in your belly."

"I didn't expect there was someone else who wanted to harm you."

Concubine Yu finished speaking word by word, looked at Lu Yi, and said with a hint of majesty, "Yongqi, this is your first child, you won't be soft-hearted, right?"

Lu Yi, who was suddenly nominated, was stunned for a moment. Facing the gazes of the two women, he answered firmly: "No, how could it be."

Lu Yi said sternly, "Mother, the Emperor has already dealt with Xiaoyanzi. I really didn't ask for mercy this time."

Concubine Yu glanced at Lu Yi doubtfully, then sat down next to Xinrong and asked, "Yongqi, how did your father deal with Xiaoyanzi? Tell your mother about it."

"exile."

Lu Yi took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then continued, "Two thousand miles, traveling day and night to be exiled."

"Two thousand miles?"

Concubine Yu seemed to be lost in thought, her eyes fixed on Xinrong's slightly bulging belly. "That's a good deal for her."

Lu Yi said, "No matter what, I won't be bothered by it anymore. The Emperor has issued an order that none of Fu Erkang's wives and children are allowed to enter the palace. Just think about it, you'll have complete peace from now on."

Concubine Yu smiled with satisfaction, smoothed Xinrong's hair, and said, "That's right. Mother doesn't ask for anything now. She just hopes Xinrong has a smooth and safe delivery."

"Mother." Xinrong smiled and touched the baby in her belly.

In the Yangxin Palace, the emperor sat in a daze, staring at a pile of memorials on the table. A eunuch came in and reported, "Your Majesty, the painter Lang Shining wishes to see you and is outside right now."

"Let him in."

Lang Shining knelt on the ground tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I, Lang Shining, pay my respects to you."

The emperor stood up and walked over to help him. "What are you doing? Didn't I grant you permission to see me according to the rules of your own country? You don't have to kneel."

"Your Majesty, I have an unwelcome request, and I'm here with such shameless a face."

The emperor's eyes were deep, and he let go of the hand that was supporting Lang Shining and slowly put it behind his back. "Lang Shining, Lang Shining, I regard you as a friend... Well, today I will listen to what exactly is the reason for your unreasonable request."

The emperor turned around and sat down on the dragon throne, his eyes filled with emotion. "Just don't embarrass me. Speak."

Lang Shining raised his arm and bowed to the emperor, "Benjamin of the Ruyi Painting Gallery has fallen in love with your Princess Huanzhu and has asked me to come and propose marriage to you."

The emperor suddenly smiled, his eyes devoid of warmth, and said, "My Princess Huanzhu is already married."

He added: "I will be exiled to another place soon."

"I know, but my disciple is very stubborn. I was afraid he would offend the emperor, so I locked him up and came here myself." Lang Shining knelt on the ground and said, "Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on the emperor. Just spare my foolish disciple's life."

The emperor stared at Lang Shining, then suddenly shook his head and smiled, "Lang Shining, Lang Shining, you really are..."

"I grant Benjamin a privilege. Princess Huanzhu is in exile, and I allow him to follow her. He will be treated like a pawn. If he ever regrets his actions and wishes to return, I will reserve a place for him in Ruyi Pavilion. How do you think?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Get up, Lang Shining. You are old, so take care of yourself. Don't hurt your knees. I will ask you to play chess with me later."

Lang Shining raised his tear-stained old face and smiled sadly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving that fool a chance to hit his head against the wall."

"Go."

The emperor watched Lang Shining's figure disappear behind the threshold, picked up the brush to revise the memorial, and then put the brush next to the inkstone.

"not simple."

"This little Yanzi has once again overturned my opinion of her."

The eunuchs and palace maids in the hall lowered their heads and pretended not to hear anything.

After Benjamin learned about the emperor's special permission from Lang Shining, he excitedly knelt down to bid farewell to Lang Shining, then picked up the package he had packed early in the morning and went to the Grand Secretary's Mansion.

Erkang's room, "What's going on outside?"

The servant shuddered, knelt down in front of Falcon on the bed, and said, "My lord, the painter is here."

"Benjamin? It's really surprising that he came to visit me. It seems that I really didn't know what is true friendship and what is false friendship."

Falcon sat on the bed and sighed for a long time. After he finished speaking, he saw that the servant did not move. He frowned and urged: "What are you still doing here? Go and ask him to come in."

"Since I became like this, he is the first good friend to come visit me. Even though it's been a while, I can't blame him."

"Why are you still in a daze? Go and ask for help. Can't I use you anymore?"

Seeing that the servants were still dumbfounded, Fulcon could hardly contain his emotions.

"You go down."

Falcon looked up and turned his head away, "What are you doing here? I don't want to see you."

The person who came in was Ziwei. She looked haggard. She had been married for only a year, but she looked ten years older.

Ziwei carefully looked at Fulkang on the bed, a hint of resentment in her eyes that quickly faded away. She said, "Erkang, don't embarrass the servants. Benjamin is here, but he's not here to see you."

"What do you mean?"

"Xiaoyanzi wants to harm the Fifth Prince's child." Ziwei walked to the stool in front of the bed and sat down, then talked about other things.

Erkang took a deep breath and asked, "Did it succeed?"