C20

Compared to the other palaces, it was the newest residence. Glazed lamp tiles, emerald agate, high quality porcelain ware, all of them came to the extreme, and all of them were extravagant, even the tables, chairs, tables, and tables that were used for resting were carved out of pear wood.

Amongst the three thousand beauties in the harem, the one who was favored by the concubine, other than the Queen Lu Yanxin who had a higher position, was also the daughter of the Mu King, and Mu Hanxuan's older sister, Mu Hanyan.

If it was said that the emperor doted on the empress because he coveted the power of the prime minister behind her, then the emperor's love for Mu Hanyan could be considered as true love.

When Mu Hanyan had entered the palace, the Patriarch of Mu Family, Mu Qingrong, was only a prince that resided in a small area near the capital. No money, no power, no power. They only relied on the salary of the imperial court to live slowly.

After Mu Hanyan entered the palace, not only did the emperor think of ways to promote her father, Mu Qingrong, but because he missed his younger brother, he also gave them special privileges and bestowed them with Mu Mansion so that they could live in the capital city.

In an instant, the young prince, whose Mu Family was unknown, became one of the two most famous sects in the capital.

Later, when Qu Yiyu found out that Mu Hanyan liked to eat pastries, the emperor ordered some people to build an attic for her to sleep in.

And named her after a single word, Fangyan Pavilion.

Fang Yan was just like the first time he saw her, a white butterfly emitting fragrance. The young girl's bell-like laughter and light footsteps were imprinted into his heart from then on.

However, ever since she entered the palace, he had never seen that smile again. The wisp of white clothes fluttering in the grass disappeared like smoke.

Was this cold smoke really just like her name? Was it really just a wisp of uncontrollable cold smoke? Sometimes, Qu Yiyu would ask himself this.

In addition, he also sent people to search for famous pastry masters. He invited them to the palace to help her study the pastry. As long as there were no mishaps, the Smokey Mist Pavilion would produce some new pastries every quarter.

It could be said that the Emperor doted on this Imperial Noble Consort Yan very much, but the thing that troubled him the most was that no matter how much he treated her, how much valuables he gave her, or how much rouge he added to her clothes, he had never seen her smile from the bottom of her heart.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. May the Emperor live for tens of thousands of years."

When the guard at the door saw the emperor, he quickly knelt down and paid his respects. He had arranged for these guards to stay by her side to protect her.

Qu Yiyu acknowledged and raised his hand to signal them to stand up, "Is Imperial Noble Consort Yan in there?" In his memory, this was the place she stayed the most, besides the sleeping quarters.

"Yes." With his guess confirmed, Qu Yiyu brought Prince Jing and the others and stepped into the cave.

Feng Xiwu had long heard that the Emperor had built a pavilion for a concubine in the palace, but she never thought that he would be able to see it for himself today.

The pavilion was built by the lake, and there were all sorts of fake mountains built by the lake. Presumably, the scenery upstairs should be very good.

Entering the hall, even though the decorations weren't as good as the Cheng Ming hall, they weren't much different.

Layers of purple gauze hung down, elaborately carved tables and chairs. The beaded curtains made from glass beads separated the outside from the inside, pushing aside the beaded curtains. Inside, there was a several zhang long table covered in flour, and around it, several bakeries were kneading dough.

And one of them, a woman whose face was like the bright moon, had a pair of slender, jade-like hands that were also busy, as if she was pinching something.

"Big Sister Yan." Feng Xiwu released Qu Jingxi's hand, then walked to Mu Hanyan's side and held his hand that was on the dough, and called out softly.

She was skinnier than the last time he had seen her, and her figure had become slimmer. The oval face that was originally round had lost a lot of flesh, and her pointed chin indicated that she was not doing well.

Mu Hanyan saw a green finger grab the back of her hand, and her gloomy eyes slowly turned towards the person who came over. A hint of pleasant surprise flashed across her eyes, "Xi Wu, why have you come?"

Very quickly, Mu Hanyan seemed to have thought of something, and the hint of surprise in her eyes slowly faded away.

"Greetings, your majesty." Facing Qu Yiyu, the smile on Mu Hanyan's face had just returned to its usual tranquility, and his eyes carried a trace of reverence.

But there was no trace of love.

"Yan'Er and Prince Jing Concubine know each other?" Qu Yiyu was surprised. He only knew that Mu Hanyan's brother often ran towards the General's Mansion, but did not know that she was familiar with Yan'Er.

Feng Xiwu gazed at Big Sister Yan's proud and upright back, and was slightly lost in thought. Just a playmate when I was young. "

"Since that's the case, can Prince Jing's Concubine come visit Yan'Er more often when he's free in the future?" Pausing for a moment, Qu Yiyu felt that his words were a bit abrupt, and continued to add.

"Yan'Er did not have any friends in the palace by herself, so Prince Jing's Concubine came to visit her more often. She should be in a better mood."

"Ever since Yan'er entered the palace, I have rarely seen her smile. If Prince Jing Concubine doesn't mind, there's no harm in walking around the palace any longer."

Feng Xiwu seemed to understand as she nodded and looked at Mu Hanyan.

Qu Yiyu took down the order badge from his waist, stepped forward and handed it over to her, "This is the order badge for entering and exiting the palace.

Feng Xiwu accepted the order badge, a complex look in her eyes.

This pavilion was just a pastry shop in the Big Sister Yan. For it to be so luxurious, let alone having a palace, it was likely that the emperor would provide the Big Sister Yan with a perfect amount of food and clothing.

However, a girl like Big Sister Yan would always be trapped in the palace and would never be able to go out. She was just like a canary, how could she be happy?

"Your majesty, chenqie wants to speak with the Prince Jing's Consort. Can you leave for a moment?" Mu Hanyan's tone of voice was extremely distant, but Qu Yiyu did not seem to be affected by any of these.

He looked at her with a trace of doting in his eyes. "As long as my beloved concubine is happy. If you want to go, go."

Mu Hanyan held Feng Xiwu's hand and walked out together, just like when they were young.

Feng Xiwu's heart was currently focused on Mu Hanyan, to the point where she did not notice someone's burning gaze even though she was on the way out.

When Gu Xiao received the news and rushed over, he coincidentally bumped into Zhu Qi who was waiting outside the house.

The sharp blade was less than a palm's distance away from his neck. "Cough cough, that big brother guard, I came to see Prince Jing, don't try to stop me, help me notify him!"

Facing such a stiff guard, Gu Xiao had no choice but to turn towards Zhu Qi at the side.

"Little Zhu Qi, we are old acquaintances, why don't you help me notify Jing, I can't enter without my order badge."

Zhu Qi who was wielding the sword glanced at him sideways, there was no intention in his eyes at all to help him.

The imperial harem didn't allow any other man to step foot there. If it wasn't for the glory of the Grand Princess, this fellow wouldn't have been so stupid as to cause trouble for the Prince.

Gu Xiao, who did not receive help, frowned. He had come here specifically to see the Prince's Wife today, so it was impossible for him to give up so easily.