Chapter 313

"She is the niece of minister of the Ministry of military affairs. She has been practising martial arts with her brothers since childhood. She is much better than you and me, but she died in childbirth..." Zhen Zhen Zhen didn't go on, but with Qingfeng's cleverness, we can naturally guess that there must be a reason behind the dystocia, and Qingfeng didn't reply. Waiting for her to go on, Zhen Zhen saw a touch of satire and fear in her eyes, and said: "that child was raised by the Empress Dowager Dong. In two months He died of a fever. "

Yan Hongtian has only one son now, and Qingfeng has guessed that the child must have died, but it's only two months away. Suddenly, he can't say how he feels. He feels a little sad.

"Children are too fragile." Zhen Zhen's lips raised a sneer: "what's more, there are so many accidents in the palace, even if it's not hot disease."

Both of them are silent. Maybe the baby in their arms is hungry. They begin to wriggle gently in their arms. Qingfeng hands the baby to Zhen Zhen Zhen, and still exhorts him: "you can't hide in the cold palace. Even if you haven't been found out for a year or two, the baby will grow up slowly. What are you going to do then?" It's not so easy to prove that this child is Yan Hongtian's child after many years. Besides, isn't the queen going to kill him at that time? I'm afraid I hate him even more.

The one who loves is the child in his arms. Zhen Zhen Zhen's heart is soft. He unconsciously raises a gentle smile on his mouth. He keeps his eyes away from the heart treasure in his arms and looks at the green maple beside him. Zhen Zhen Zhen's meaning points back: "I don't think it will always be like this in the harem." Although she can't fully understand the emperor's mind, the emperor can't always let the empress do whatever he wants to the harem. The pattern of the harem must have changed, and the appearance of green maple may make this change faster.

Zhen Zhen Zhen's eyes are mixed with some strange things. Qingfeng still doesn't understand. Zhen Zhen Zhen has bowed his head again and looked at the baby in his arms fondly.

Looking at this big moment, Qingfeng was even more powerless and sighed: "it's impossible for the harem to change overnight. Once you and your child are found, they don't get Yan Hongtian's protection. By the means of the queen, they will be silent..."

Tight tight bosom of the baby, Zhen Zhen Zhen suddenly interrupted Qingfeng's words: "then I also recognize."

"You..." What does Qingfeng want to say? He opens his mouth and finally has nothing to say.

"I've been in the palace for eight years, and I've been honored for five years. It's not all luck that I can fight with the queen for such a long time. If I had not been pregnant, distracted and on guard, she would not have pushed me down so easily. " With that, Zhen Zhen suddenly raised his hand and grasped Qingfeng's wrist. His tone was a little impatient but persistent: "Qingfeng, I know I owe you a lot today. As long as you don't hand me over to my children, try to protect my mother and son, my power in the palace All for you. "

All for me?

Qingfeng frowned tightly. Naturally, she knew that it was very difficult to win power in the back palace. It would be much easier for her to fight with the queen if she took the power in Zhen Zhen Zhen's hands. However, she would not be blindly optimistic. Zhen Zhen Zhen himself should be very clear that those so-called forces were in fact dependent on her noble identity at that time. Now she is in the cold palace, and there is almost no turning over Opportunity, those who were originally under her orders will find a way back. At this time, if Zhen Zhen Zhen doesn't hand them over, she can't control it. But once he took over, he owed her a big favor. If not She is going to have a baby soon. She is weak now, but she can protect herself and her children?! In the heart weighed some, green maple a clench a tooth, return way: "I promise you."

Qingfeng agrees. Zhen Zhen Zhen's heart looses and his body softens. Wu'er quickly supports the mother and the son. She is secretly happy. For many years, the master and the son have always been defensive, but Qingfeng is not at all that. If she is a son later, she is afraid to have a fight with the queen. With her holding the queen in her hand, the owner is relatively safe.

The sun lost its color, and the night began to fall. There was no light in the room, and the doors and windows were closed. Several people were thinking of each other, and no one spoke anymore. The dark color inside the room became more and more depressing.

"Master, the medicine sent by Lin Yuyi." The door was gently pushed open, and the soft voice of Poria cocos broke the silence of the room.

Qingfeng has come back to her senses and reached out to take the medicine wrists. The medicine juice is a little cold. Looking at tuckahoe's heavy face, Qingfeng guessed that she had heard what she said with Zhen Zhen Zhen just outside the door, so it's good, and there's no need to explain. Poria cocos is the person around her, and she is still needed to deal with the future. Looking at the sky, he said softly, "Poria, go and get rid of the blood in the soft car, and then go to the sedan chair man and let them wait outside the yard."

Tuckahoe nodded to answer a, the candlelight on the outside room is lit, light glimmer is reflected inside. Tuckahoe looks to the bed without trace and relies on the dance to caress Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen, whose brow is tightened again. Is she determined to leave the power in her hand and the troubles to the master and the son to protect her mother and son? It's not easy

Tuckahoe did not move for a long time. Qingfeng guessed that she had some consideration. She sighed softly, "go." Tuckahoe collected the melancholy color between eyebrows, turned around and retreated.

Glancing across the room, the green maple called out: "Ruyi."

Ruyi walks into the house quickly. Qingfeng whispers in her ear, "pour the blood into the Begonia flowers. All the blood stained bedding and cloth towels in the room have been burned, and the ashes have been buried in the soil. Don't leave any trace. Do it now. "

"Yes." Ruyi cleans up her hands and feet, and Qingfeng hands the medicine to Wuer: "feed her to drink the medicine." This time, there is no need for irrigation. Zhen Zhen Zhen holds the child in one hand, takes the medicine bowl in the other hand, and drinks up the medicine with a few mouthfuls.

The plain bedspread was stained with blood, and Zhen Zhen Zhen's bloodstained clothes could not be worn any more. Qingfeng brought a new set of palace clothes, handed them to wu'er, and took Zhen Zhen Zhen's baby in his arms, saying, "wu'er, help her change her clothes."

When Zhen Zhen Zhen changes his clothes, Ruyi also cleans up the bed, but the little baby in Qingfeng's arms cries for some reason. It may be too small and weak. The cry is soft, like a cat's cry. The child was writhing in his arms, and he tried to drill into her chest. Qingfeng was at a loss: "how did he cry?"

Zhen Zhen Zhen smiled and said, "maybe I'm hungry." Then he took the child back to bed and opened his skirt. Qingfeng was embarrassed and coughed, "hurry up, it's almost time for dinner."

Qingfeng goes out of the room, and dancer picks up Zhen Zhen Zhen's clothes and gives them to Ruyi. She wants to go in. Qingfeng stops her and says, "I'll take them back to her mother and son later. Now you go first and wait at the intersection before Lenggong."

Although I really want to be with my master, I can only listen to the arrangement of Qingfeng now. After a little "yes" from Yuer, I went out quietly.

Qingfeng waited outside for a while. The child stopped crying like a cat. He looked across the screen. Zhen Zhen Zhen looked down at the small head buried in his chest. His face was still as white as paper. His hair was slightly disordered. He was satisfied with the smile on the corner of his mouth. This is a beautiful picture, but Qingfeng's heart is filled with a sense of restlessness. She steps out of the stuffy room quickly. The hospital and the night wind with the smell of Begonia flowers soothe her restless heart.

Qingfeng stood in the yard for a while, and poria came back from the outside of the hall after she had finished the work. After standing behind her for several times, she wanted to stop talking. Finally, she asked uneasily, "you really don't want to tell the emperor?"

Qingfeng's back was stiff, and his deep voice hesitated: "first To tell you the truth, although Zhen Zhen's mother and son are safe now, I cheated the emperor and took them out of the cold palace to give birth in the Qingfeng palace without permission. It still broke the rules of the palace. When the queen asked for help, I still couldn't escape the responsibility. Besides... I really need to take advantage of Zhen Zhen's power. It seems that the battle between the heirs of the harem is much more complicated than I originally thought It's much more dangerous. "

Qingfeng said this on his mouth, but there was another voice in his heart. In fact, she didn't tell Yan Hongtian now because she was not sure about Yan Hongtian's thoughts. She didn't know what he was thinking. The elder sister and the younger sister had their own destiny. She also had this concern in her stomach. Now she has no such thoughts to fight with Yan Hongtian. It's not easy for them to slow down With some peace, she doesn't want or want to destroy this rare peace. If she can't take risks, she won't take risks.

But is it really so easy to hide from the emperor? Tuckahoe opened his mouth, but only turned into a "um". After standing in the hospital for a while, it was almost time. The two entered the inner room.

Zhen Zhen Zhen is still sitting on the edge of the bed with the child in his arms. When the child is full, he goes to sleep again. Qingfeng finds that the child is very quiet, crying when he is hungry, and sleeping all the time. It's not easy to find out.

Poria was worried that Zhen Zhen Zhen would be seen holding her baby when she went back to the cold palace. She carefully found a basket made of bamboo, which was padded with thick cotton cloth, covered with a cover made of bamboo chips, and held it like a food box in her hand, which was not noticeable. Zhen Zhen Zhen watched Poria carefully put the child into the basket, and was very distressed, but he had to admit that Poria really imagined the way around. With a sigh, with the help of green maple, Zhen Zhen Zhen once again hid in the wide soft sedan chair. This time, he was accompanied by a child, with a lot of psychological warmth.

The mother and son settled down, and Qingfeng also entered the soft car. Tuckahoe put down the curtain and checked to make sure everything was done. Then he opened the door of the hall and asked the sedan man to lift the soft sedan chair out. The sedan chair walked all the way to the Qianyang hall. When it came to a turning point, a low cry came from the car: "stop the sedan chair!"

At the foot of the sedan bearer, Poria approached the soft sedan chair and asked softly, "master, what's the matter with you?"

"The sedan chair shakes our palace hard." The voice from the sedan chair was very weak. There was a thin sweat on the forehead of the sedan chair men. The big sedan chair carried by the eight people was not moving fast. They shouldn't shake it. Several people looked at Poria like asking for advice. Poria thought for a moment and said, "I want to open the curtain of the sedan chair for you to breathe and leave later. OK?"

"All right."

The people in the sedan chair were not angry. The sedan bearers took a deep breath of relief and left the sedan chair gently.

"You go down."

"Yes." The sedan bearers didn't think much about it. They retreated a few feet behind the sedan chair and stood on the side of the road with their backs to the soft sedan chair. They could not see the delicate appearance of the concubine Qing.

Make sure that they have retreated far enough. In the night, they will never see the situation here. Tuckahoe gently opens the curtain of the car. Qingfeng gets off the soft car first, looks left and right to make sure that no one is passing by, nods to tuckahoe, and tuckahoe probes into the soft car and helps Zhen Zhen Zhen Zhen down.