Chapter 1292: The emperor, my concubine has a request

Although she often said this, Ran Xiaoyu was a little strange to say it at this time.
She looked at Nan Yan: "What did the mother say about this?"
"..."
Nan Yan looked up at her, was silent for a while, and then smiled softly: "It's nothing."
She took another bite of the steamed bun that Ran Xiaoyu fed to her mouth, and then said: "I am most worried about Xinping now, she is still so young, and I - I don't know if I have a chance to meet her, I am most afraid Someone used me to plead guilty and attacked her."
When Ran Xiaoyu heard this, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Niang Niang, I will tell Ye Yu."
Nan Yan nodded.
She said again: "Also, if there is any news outside, if Ye Wei tells you, you must tell me at any time."
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu's hand trembled slightly.
But she said calmly: "Of course, the slave and maid will tell the mother."
Nan Yan smiled wearily.
She raised her head and looked outside the door, the weather gradually became cloudy, as if a layer of haze was also on her heart.
In the next few days, she thoroughly understood what a real cold palace is.
In the past, Leng Gong was just a place for her.
Even if I confessed the crime at the altar and was beaten into the cold palace, most people knew the inside story, and the queen never embarrassed them. Even afterwards, they insisted on living in the cold palace, and there were all kinds of things. When things came in, she was no worse than when she was in Yikun Palace.
especially--
Zhu Feng.
He will come.
In the quiet and icy night, he would hug himself and hold him tightly with his solid arms. The body temperature from him would sometimes make her feel hot.
But now, everything is different.
Lenggong is Lenggong.
She had just had a miscarriage and caught the cold again. This time was when she needed warmth, but this dilapidated house was ventilated with wind on all sides, and it rained from the next day. The continuous rain lasted for several days. The wind and rain poured in, and the clothes were thin, and the quilt was not enough. Often sleeping until midnight, cold hands and feet would wake me up.
At this time, Ran Xiaoyu would hold her hands, even her legs that were as cold as ice.
Even so, she was still shivering in the cold.
The lingering low-grade fever has not gone away, her face is always blushing sickly, and her spirit is getting weaker day by day.
On this day, it's noon again.
Usually at this time, Ye Qi had already come to the cold palace and gave them some clothes or food, but it has been half an hour today, and he has not yet appeared.
Nan Yan lay on the head of the bed, with dry and cracked lips, and said softly, "Why didn't Ye Zhen come to see you today?"
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed, pouring a glass of cold water, and gently holding it to her mouth to moisturize her lips.
Hearing this, my hand shook, and the water almost spilled out.
She hurriedly concealed: "Maybe, he might be too busy."
"..."
Nan Yan turned his head and looked at her, his eyes made Ran Xiaoyu feel hairy in his heart: "Manny, you, what are you doing looking at me like this?"
Nanyan Road: "You are usually not so considerate."
"..."
"If he came here for a while at night, you would have cursed someone a long time ago. Why don't you curse him today and still be so considerate?"
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Can why?
Because today was the day to enshrine Concubine Ning, Ye Wei was afraid that he would also be caught in these things and could not come in on time, but how could she tell Nan Yan for this reason.
Can only cover up: "I, I just don't bother to scold him."
"..."
Nan Yan looked at her, smiled for a while, and closed her eyes a little weary.


The same rain and rain, but in the Yonghe Palace, the aroma is transpiring. Several incense burners are placed on the small table, and a few wisps of light smoke are rising, which not only brings warmth, but also smokes the entire Yonghe Palace. overflow.
Xu Miaoyin sat directly above.
Around the lobby, there are other concubines in the palace, and at this moment, kneeling in front of her are the concubine Hui Wu Wan and Concubine Ning Feng Qianyan who have accepted the canonization to follow the instructions of the queen.
Today is the big day for their two canons.
However, the emperor has already ordered that there is no need to hold the canonization ceremony in the harem. Therefore, after the edict is issued, they will come to Yonghe Palace to listen to the Queen's instructions. When the Queen has finished speaking, the ceremony will be over.
Xu Miaoyin finished the words that he had said countless times, and finally said: "From now on, the sisters must unite and solve problems for the emperor. There must be no discord and trouble to the emperor."
"Yes."
"Get up."
"Xie Empress Empress."
When the two of them stood up, the surrounding concubines knelt down again: "Congratulations to Concubine Hui, Congratulations to Concubine Ning."
Although the ceremony was simple and dull, Wu Wan still smiled after he was canonized as a concubine Hui.
And Feng Qianyan was canonized from Kang Bi to Concubine Ning in one fell swoop, naturally, he was very happy.
Her face flushed with excitement, and when the queen gave her a seat, her whole body was still a little trembling.
And the concubines around immediately began to congratulate them and say some flattering words, and Yonghe Palace was also very lively for a while.
At this moment, Father Yu’s voice came from outside--
"The emperor is here."
When everyone heard it, they got up and looked at the door with expectant eyes. They saw Zhu Feng's tall figure coming in from the outside, and everyone immediately bowed to the ground.
"Meet the emperor."
Zhu Feng walked in and looked at the group of people.
Faintly said: "Get up all the time."
Behind him followed Xiao Shunzi and Ye Wei, and both greeted the newly-canonized empress Hexi.
Zhu Feng walked over, sat down next to Xu Miaoyin, and said, "Has the canonization been completed?"
Xu Miaoyin turned sideways and said, "Yes."
Zhu Feng glanced at them. Although his eyes were full of red and willow green, he felt an unspeakable sense of irritability in his heart. He originally thought that after he came, he would feel better after seeing it, but it didn't seem to be.
At this moment, Feng Qianyan stood up and said to Zhu Feng: "The emperor, my concubine has a request."
"Ok?"
Zhu Feng looked up at her.
Just canonized as Concubine Ning, there was a request?
He said, "What do you want?"
Feng Qianyan lowered his head and said softly: "It has rained successively these days, and the weather has turned cold. The concubine thinks about the imperial concubine in the cold palace. I am afraid that she can't bear it. I hope the emperor can allow the concubine to give the concubine a few warm clothes. Go in."
As soon as the word "concubine" was mentioned, the atmosphere of the entire Yonghe Palace was chilled.
Everyone looked at her dumbfounded.
How could she mention the concubine at this time? !
And Zhu Feng's brows wrinkled.