Jian Ruocheng hurriedly took a step back to the side, leaned over and arched his hand, "Meet Concubine Kang." ”

With a gust of fragrant wind, Wu Yun slowly walked over.

She looked at Jian Ruocheng and nodded: "Lord Jian has worked hard." ”

Jian Ruocheng bowed again, didn't raise his head, and retreated.

Wu Yun also walked towards the Wuying Palace, one foot had already stepped into the threshold, but she stopped again, glanced back at Jian Ruocheng's tall back, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer.

When he walked into Wuying Palace, he saw Zhu Feng still holding a royal pen in his hand, as if he was about to write something on the fold, but his face was gloomy, and the pen was hanging in the air, and he didn't drop a word for a long time.

Wu Yun stepped forward, and Ying Ying fell to the ground: "Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Feng came back to his senses and glanced down at her.

"Why are you here?"

"The concubine heard that the emperor has been busy with court affairs since he returned to the palace, and she is worried about the emperor's dragon body."

“……”

"So, I specially steamed some soup and sent it to the emperor."

After saying that, he beckoned, and Qiaoyun behind him served a small soup cup, Zhu Feng was silent for a while, put down the imperial pen and took it, opened it and saw that there was a cup of brown soup inside, light and fragrant, and at a glance, he knew that it had been steamed for a long time.

He nodded: "Well, you are thoughtful. ”

After saying that, he waved his hand and motioned for her to sit down.

Wu Yun did this on the chair next to him, watched Xiao Shunzi put a bowl of soup in his hand, drank it little by little, and then said with a smile: "The concubine just came too unlucky, I just saw Master Jian go out." ”

Zhu Feng's face sank unconsciously.

"Oh, you've met him."

"Yes, speaking of which, Lord Jane is also hard work. These emperors went up to the altar, and Lord Jian entered the palace without falling for a day, presumably he was also busy with political affairs. ”

Zhu Feng's hand paused slightly, and the soup spoon touched the side of the bowl with a "ding" sound.

He said: "Jian Ruocheng, do you enter the palace every day? ”

"yes."

“……”

"The same is true for the female officer."

“……”

"The concubine was strange before, the emperor went to the big altar, she should be fine, why does she still come to Shangbaosi every day."

“……”

"Now that I think about it, I guess I'm doing my best."

Zhu Feng looked at the little soup left at the bottom of the bowl, but he couldn't drink it anymore. He put the bowl on the table and said, "You know, it's quite a lot." ”

When Wu Yun heard this, his heart suddenly trembled.

She hurriedly said: "The emperor and the queen mother left the palace, and the harem was handed over to the concubine, and the concubine should naturally be thoughtful." Only this time, Du Jieyu's matter was the concubine's negligence. ”

“……”

"Today, the concubine came to ask the emperor for her guilt."

After saying that, he got up and knelt in front of him.

Zhu Feng looked at her with a calm face for a while, and then waved his hand lightly: "That's it, it's not a big deal." ”

“……”

"You go down, I want to be alone for a while."

Wu Yun hurriedly said: "Yes, the concubine will retire." ”

After speaking, he withdrew from this Wuying Palace.

The door slowly closed, as if blocking the sunlight outside, Wu Yun turned his head and looked at Zhu Feng sitting in front of the table with a gloomy face, his deep eyes were like a bottomless cold pool at the moment, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Under a dull aura, the Wuying Hall fell silent.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Feng said: "Someone." ”

Xiao Shunzi hurriedly stepped forward: "What does the emperor command?" ”

"Go, call me the guards of Shang Bao Division."

“…… Be. ”