She walked forward while thinking nonsense, the main hall in front of the book "Ninghe Palace" three words, there are two small pavilions near the main hall, the name is Yuying, Yujian. Back against the city wall, build a small soil slope, plant apricot trees on it, named Xinggang, next to the thatched pavilion, repair bamboo, have no wild interest. The palace has the right side for the banquet spring pavilion, there is a small round pond next to it, the stone is the pavilion, the name is Feihua. There is also a lake that is expanded into a spring, the lake is made as an embankment to connect the pavilion, and a sorghum is erected on the embankment to enter the lake again, and the Maoting Gate, Hezhuang Gate, Luyan Gate, Kongcui Gate are set up on the Liang. Jiahua famous wood, similar clustering distinction, secluded like heaven and earth.

In particular, there is a plant that resembles a lotus but is by no means a lotus flower, and although it is only the end of March, the plant has already bloomed huge flowers, one stem and four leaves, shaped like a canopy, and the leaves are bowed when the sun shines, and the fruit under the petals is like a Buddha bead, which looks really pleasing to the eye.

Along the way, there were palace people shuttling back and forth busy, they saw Feng Zhaoyi, although they were all surprised, but they didn't greet her much, obviously preparing for tomorrow's feast, and they had no time to pay attention to Feng Zhaoyi who came out of the cold palace.

Feng Feng was so happy that no one paid attention to him, so he walked even more unscrupulously in this deep palace full of strange flowers and trees.

After a journey, I saw a big garden in front of me, and it turned out that this was the real imperial garden. Passing through this garden, there is the wide Cuiwei Palace, where the emperor's "newlywed" family banquet was held today.

Feng Feng walked a few more steps, and suddenly saw a large group of women in front of him.

She immediately turned around and wanted to go around another clean place, but she heard a sharp voice: "Feng Zhaoyi......"

She turned around, and it was Chen Zhaoyi's voice.

"Feng Zhaoyi, since you're here, why do you have to leave in a hurry?"

She walked over, looked at the group of women curiously, and thought, what conspiracy will Chen Zhaoyi have today?

In the past, she found out that the level of these women was seventy-seven-eighty-eight, but they were obviously all the emperor's "concubines" - there was no queen, and all the concubines were naturally concubines.

This large number of people is not comparable to Chen Zhaoyi, Lu Shuyi and others in the field, there are quite a few outstanding ones, but they are not stunning beauties. And it seems that most of them have not climbed to a high position for a while because their family background is not very prominent, and they have no special attraction to the emperor.

These concubines also have their own plans, seeing that Feng Zhaoyi, who once favored the sixth palace, was terminally ill and Chen Zhaoyi was pregnant again, they were dressing up one by one in the hope of getting the opportunity to sleep, and slowly the crow turned into a phoenix, but she didn't expect to kill a stunning Goryeo beauty, and as soon as she came, she rode on everyone's head and became the highest-level Zhaoyi, so she hated and jealous in her heart but didn't dare to show it.

Today's pomp and circumstance of marrying a Goryeo beauty was unprecedentedly lively, so their jealousy and hatred had already been transferred to the Goryeo beauty, and they had no time to pay attention to Feng Zhaoyi, who had fallen out of favor and was about to hang up, and looked at her coldly one by one, neither saluting her nor greeting her.

Chen Zhaoyi glanced Feng Feng up and down, and saw that she was dressed simply, not ostentatious at all, and her body was so sick that she was already dry, wrapped in wide water sleeves, and she couldn't see her posture at all. Her eyebrows and eyes were still blue, her eye sockets were a little sunken, and her lips were pale in color, not as delicate as roses in the past.

Feng Feng's appearance made her look very satisfied, and nodded: "Sister, are you going to congratulate the emperor?" ”

"Yes, I'm going to congratulate the emperor on marrying a new favorite. My sister's life is hard, and she doesn't have a few days to live anyway, and there is a lack of 'women's appearance' in women's virtues, so she knows that she will never have the opportunity to serve the emperor again, so she is dead. However, before congratulating the emperor, I would like to congratulate my sister......"

"Oh, why do you congratulate Hongu?"

"My sister is pregnant with a dragon and her body is inconvenient, so not letting the emperor sleep with other women is not to reduce the burden on my sister? In this way, my sister can raise the baby with peace of mind? If Cui Zhaoyi is lucky, she will soon be pregnant with the dragon seed, and in the future, her sister or other concubines can share the burden for her, and so on......"