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Yin Fufeng was in a good mood all the way, which continued all the way until they reached the main hall.

"Why are you running? Get the hell in here! "

Yin Fufeng, who had already turned around halfway, froze. He had no choice but to turn back after hearing Ye Xiao's words.

"Mother …"

The person sitting in the main hall was none other than Yin Fufeng's mother. That aggressive look of hers gave Yin Fufeng a bad feeling.

"Mother what mother, sit down!"

Old Mistress Yin was sitting high up in the hall with a serious look on her face.

Yin Fufeng had a bad feeling about this. The madame usually had such a serious face, thinking that he hadn't made any serious mistakes in the recent days and was worthy of her presence. It seemed like this would be the end of his life.

Yin Fufeng's face changed again and again.

"Mother, what wind brought you here?"

Old Mistress Yin had been staying at the Lihua Temple since Master Yin passed away. She rarely came out, and now that he saw her, he was very happy.

"Stop blabbering. If it wasn't for the fact that I'm worried about you, why would I have come all the way here?"

Looking at the big brother Yin Fufeng in front of her, Old Mistress Yin really hated him for failing to meet his expectations.

"Mother, your son has already grown up. How can he not be worried? Your son is unfilial. He has been busy during the dynasty, so your son should go visit your mother."

Yin Fufeng felt a bit guilty for coming all the way here. After all, filial piety was the first thing on his mind, but now, he had offended his mother and had to worry about him even though he was far away in the temple.

"If you knew about this, I wouldn't have come all the way here. You know you're an adult, don't you have a choice in your heart?"

Old Mistress Yin cast a glance at Yin Fufeng. The hatred in her eyes for his failure to meet his expectations shocked Yin Fufeng greatly.

"Mom, this matter can't be rushed."

Yin Fufeng had a concubine in his house, but he had never been close to her. Old Mistress Yin was very anxious because of this. She was afraid that Yin Fufeng would be tired out.

"There should always be someone in charge of the house, so you can be at ease outside."

"Mom, don't worry. Right now, Butler Li is enough."

Old Mistress Yin saw that Yin Fufeng was so stubborn and stubborn. She felt dissatisfied, but she also stopped trying to force him.

Old Mistress Yin knew exactly what kind of character Yin Fufeng had. Since her son was unwilling, it was useless for her to continue tormenting him. Besides, this wasn't the only thing that happened to her.

"Forget it, it's all our fault for spoiling you so much."

Yin Fufeng was relieved when he saw that Old Mistress Yin was no longer insistent on getting married. They talked for a while and then went back to their own business.

News of Hu Xiao's recent actions had spread like wildfire throughout the palace. It had been a long time since the concubines had seen the empress, so they were all very curious about the empress.

There were many rules and regulations everywhere in this palace. Hu Xiao's actions were too shocking, and this group of harem women unknowingly had a bit of admiration for Hu Xiao.

Ever since Hu Xiaoxiao changed his personality, his concubine concubine hadn't visited Yongning Palace for a long time to pay her respects. Recently, due to Hu Xiaoxiao's many actions, her concubine was filled with anticipation towards this mysterious Empress.

"Big sister Zhilan, your concubine came to pay her respects and is waiting in the main hall."

Having never seen her concubine greet Hu Xiaoxiao, Zhexiu didn't know what to do, so he could only ask Zhilan anxiously.

"What are you panicking for? The Empress has not woken up yet. Go wake her up, I'll go take a look. "

Zhilan looked at ZhiTang's panic-stricken appearance and decided that she still needed to be taught a little bit. Being by the empress's side and panicking when something happened didn't seem like it.

When ZhiTang heard Zhilan's words, she hastily ran over to wake Hu Xiaoxiao up.

At this moment, Hu Xiaoxiao was still deep in sleep.

When Zhixiang reached the bed, she sat up from the bed with a wry smile. She had thought that Hu Xiaoxiao had woken up, but Hu Xiaoxiao's next action caused her to be stunned.

Although Zhixiang already knew that Hu Xiaoxiao's kung fu skills were excellent when he was laughing, that was, after all, hitting someone else. Yet, Hu Xiaoxiao's fist was about to land on her face. It would be weird if she wasn't scared to death.

Sure enough, after Zhixiang's strange cry, Hu Xiaoxiao finally opened his eyes.

For a moment, he could not tell if he was in a dream, the dream scene, the dream stage, or the familiar cheers.

When Zhixiang came in, Hu Xiaoxiao dreamt that he was still living in the modern world, standing on the familiar stage. After the two of them bumped into each other, they were already evenly matched, and the two were unable to keep up with each other, but in the third round, Hu Xiaoxiao seemed to be on the verge of victory.

The most taboo thing in the arena was sneak attacks. Hu Xiao disliked petty people like this the most, so he didn't hold back in his subsequent actions. In the end, Hu Xiao abruptly stopped, because killing someone in the arena was an ugly sight to behold.

At this moment, Zhixiang should be thankful that Hu Xiaoxiao still had a sliver of mercy towards the arena battle. Otherwise, the current Zhixiang would probably have been disfigured.

"What is it?"

Ye Zichen sorted out his thoughts, then looked at Zhixiang with a smile as if it was an expression of his own.

Zhilan should know her own rules. There was the furious Hu Xiao who got up early in the morning, and normally, great events wouldn't come looking for her. Seeing Zhexiu right now, she felt slightly dissatisfied in her heart.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. This servant did not do it on purpose. It was the various palace maids that came to pay their respects to the Empress."

Zhexiu had never thought that Hu Xiaoxiao would behave like this in his sleep. He was already scared out of his wits, and seeing Hu Xiaoxiao wake up, he quickly kneeled down.

"Yes, I understand."

After saying that, Hu Xiaoxiao did not move, but sat on the bed in a daze.

When he returned to the East Court from the modern era, his heart was filled with a sense of loss. When he heard that the concubines were still waiting to pay their respects in the front hall, he smiled with a hundred of unwillingness in his heart.

At this moment, in the main hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the empress has not changed her clothes yet. May I trouble the empress to take a break?"

Zhilan walked into the main hall and said. His attitude was neither servile nor overbearing. After all, he was from the Southern Mountain's Royal Family. Moreover, after receiving Hu Xiao's tutelage, Zhilan had an even more imposing air about her than before.

"The empress has so much to do every day. As concubines, we should naturally wait."

Seeing that the one speaking was a person that Qin Shuo had doted on recently, Zhilan's eyes flashed with a trace of unrelenting determination.

"Honorable Master Hui is too serious, the Empress does indeed have a great time every day. It would be better if Honorable Master Hui had nothing to do during the day. Seeing how carefully he is dressed up, His Majesty will definitely like it."

As soon as Zhilan's words came out, the imperial concubines stared at the rich man without a trace.

The harem was filled with countless women, and the only thing they hoped for was for His Majesty to be pampered forever. This way, they would be able to have peace of mind for the rest of their lives, but the ones they favored would have to bear more.

Seeing how Zhilan's words were enough to cause all her concubines to see their discontent, the rich and powerful person was inwardly shocked and did not dare to speak up again.

Seeing that the imperial concubines had stopped speaking, Zhilan was satisfied. With a smile that was like the empress's, how could she tolerate a group of imperial concubines trying to make things difficult for themselves?