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"Puchi!" Feng Ye finally couldn't hold back his laughter. "He stepped on the horse dung. If he thinks it's dirty, then he'll take off his shoes."

"So that's how it is?" Xu Xianfei also smiled.

A bashful expression appeared on Lian Fu's face as he shyly lowered his head. "Consort Xian, I apologize for Lian Fu's lacking in manners."

"It's alright, Senior Jin. Bring a chair over for him to sit on." Xu Xianfei ordered.

Soon, the chair was moved in and Lian Meng sat down. Although one shoe was missing from his feet, he was still extraordinarily handsome. The court ladies behind Consort Xian couldn't help but look at him and think to themselves, "He's so handsome! He's on par with the eighth prince!"

At this moment, Xu Xianfei inadvertently glanced at Lian Fu's shoeless foot. When she saw the seven red moles side by side at the bottom of his foot, her heart trembled and she abruptly stood up. The teacup in her hand dropped to the ground with a 'pa' sound.

"Mufei, what's wrong?" Feng Ye hurriedly stood up and asked with concern. He saw that the corner of mufei's skirt had become wet.

Even the art revealed a puzzled look. "Esteemed Empress, are you alright?"

As for Xu Xianfei, her eyes flashed as she looked into Lian Fu's eyes. Then, she quickly glanced at the soles of his feet, wanting to confirm if she was seeing things.

However, she was not mistaken. It was exactly seven moles.

Her heart started pounding, but she tried her best to hide her panic. She forced a smile and sat back down on the chair, saying, "It's fine, my hand suddenly started to cramp."

Feng Ye stood at the side and looked thoughtfully at his mufei. His intuition told him that mufei had something on her mind, and this thought seemed to … It had something to do with the incantation.

"You guys continue playing. I'll go back first." Xu Xianfei gave her hand to Senior Servant Jin and got up to leave.

"Your son will accompany you back. Imperial Physician Xuan, please come and see." Feng Ye also stood up, nodded his head towards the incantation, and left with the Consort Xian.

"Respectfully sending off esteemed wangfei …" Lian Fu looked towards the direction that Consort Xian left in and said while bowing — —

He also noticed that the reason why Consort Xian lost control of herself seemed to have something to do with him. What was there for him to cause this Empress to lose her composure?

"Young Master, Young Master, your shoes are here!" Just as he was thinking about this question, 49 hurriedly ran over with a pair of shoes in his hands.

"Help me put it on." Lian Meng sat back down and ordered.

"Yes." As he helped him put on his shoes, he said: "Young Master, these moles of yours look really good. When I was young, back in my hometown, my grandma said that the people who have moles under their feet look like rich people. You have seven moles under your feet.

"Shut up!" Lian Meng's face immediately became serious as he berated, "What kind of place is this? Who are these people here? You dare to say such things? You will only stop me if I am killed by your mouth!"

"Yes, yes, yes, young master, this servant knows his wrongs!" "In the future, I will no longer spout nonsense." He knew he had said something very wrong, so he quickly slapped himself a few times and put on his boots.

"It's alright. Let's go back." Lian Meng stood up. The silver silk robe on his body fluttered in the wind.

When Xu Xianfei returned to her tent, Feng Ye spoke to her for a while before leaving.

The expression on her face disintegrated, and she immediately ordered her personal palace maid, Ru Qiu, to stand guard outside the entrance. She then said, "Unless it's the emperor, anyone who comes would say that my body has rested and no one will see me today."

"Yes." Just like that, Qiu Yi walked out.

Senior Servant Jin walked over and asked, "Empress, what's going on?"

Xu Xianfei grabbed tightly onto Senior Servant Jin's hand and said, "Senior Servant, I see, I see!"

"Empress, what did you see?" "Don't be in such a hurry, take your time." Senior Servant Jin hastily comforted her.

"I saw that child!"

"Child? Which child? " Senior Servant Jin couldn't remember what she had said. Her eyes were filled with confusion.

"That child, the one from twelve years ago... I can see that it must be him! There are seven moles on the soles of his feet, the same color, the same location, the same shape! " The more Xu Xianfei spoke, the more frightened she became.

When Senior Servant Jin heard this, her face changed drastically. Her hands trembled as she said, "Empress, don't be anxious. Are you saying … is it young master Lian?"

"Yes, yes." Xu Xianfei's face turned even paler as she recalled Lian Fu's face.

"Perhaps, perhaps everything was just a coincidence. Empress, perhaps it was just a coincidence." Granny Jin thought optimistically.

"No, that won't happen. It's not a coincidence. That feeling …" When he looked at me, I felt like I couldn't breathe. This is terrible, he's in the tent, he's in the middle of us! What should he do? "What should we do?" Xu Xianfei tried her best to calm her heart, but she still felt flustered.

"Only the Empress and this old servant know of what happened that year. The others have already been killed in secret, so the Empress mustn't mess around and let anyone else see through it." As long as we keep our mouths shut, no one will ever know the secret. " Senior Servant Jin's initially flustered heart calmed down as she calmly spoke.

Xu Xianfei gripped the brocade handkerchief tightly as her eyes revealed a sinister light. "You're right. As long as we keep this a secret, no one will ever know." No matter what, I must protect Ye'er in this life and not let him be implicated. "

"Don't worry, Empress. The eighth prince will be fine. It's just that next time we see the young master of the Lian family, we mustn't reveal anything abnormal. If we get suspected, it'll be bad."

Xu Xianfei nodded, her heart gradually calmed down as she began to think about other matters.

The annual Autumn Hunt had finally ended, and the emperor's Pure Jun Sword had finally given the fourth prince, Feng Qianyue, who had captured the qilin. The emperor had also asked him what the reward he had requested for that day was, but in the end, Feng Qianyue had not brought up the matter of the wedding anymore …

Now that Consort Xuan had just died and the emperor was troubled over the matter of the rebel army, he had already lost the best opportunity to request for marriage.

Everyone prepared to return to the capital. The carriages outside the hunting grounds were lined up in a straight line. The concubines and noble ladies successively boarded the carriages. Due to the death of Consort Xuan, the atmosphere had always been somewhat heavy.

Princess Eleven was sitting on the carriage, her head resting on her hands as she laid on the edge of the carriage. She looked depressed, as if she was a completely different person when she came in high spirits.

"Princess, Young Master Lian Fu is here." At this moment, Zhi Li walked over and said.

"Really?" When Princess Eleven heard the name "Lian Meng", she suddenly sat up straight, opened the curtain of the carriage, and stuck her head out. As expected, Lian Meng was standing outside the carriage.

"Lian Fu, you're here. Are you looking for me?"

Lian Meng signalled to 49, who walked out with a small deer in his hands. The deer was clean, but its eyes were still closed. It softly lay in the arms of the deer.

"The deer that promised the princess. I've brought it with me through the incantation."

Princess Eleven quickly jumped down from the carriage. Seeing the fawn in 49's hands, she gently caressed its head and asked, "Why can't it walk on the ground? Is it injured?"

"That's not it. He was only born two days ago, but his mother was already shot to death by an arrow. He hasn't drunk the milk of a doe yet, so he fed some water and porridge to the imperial physician. He said that as long as he took good care of her, he'd be able to live." Lian Fu explained.