After the evil concubine was reborn, she only wanted to abuse the scumbag

Chapter 138: Daydreaming
Emperor Cheng De instantly showed a look of enlightenment.

Finally figured out what was wrong, the queen was too quiet today.

In the past, whenever he came back to Jingren Palace for dinner, the queen would greet him with joy, serve him attentively, and talk to him happily. Since when did the queen become so respectful and indifferent when he came to Jingren Palace for dinner?

Emperor Chengde couldn't figure it out, after all, he rarely had the opportunity to eat at the same table with the queen in a year.

"Why don't you speak?"

"The emperor said that you should never talk when you eat or sleep."

Emperor Cheng De was taken aback: "..."

Did he say that?

Certainly not.

But he vaguely remembered that he used to eat at the queen's place, and the queen kept looking for something to chat with him, and he told her not to disturb him while eating.

Is this a vengeance?
Women are so stingy.

Emperor Chengde curled his lips in disgust, the hall was quiet, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding was heard.

After the meal, Yunlu and the others brought up fresh melons and fruits.

Chu Jinyan was holding a jujube, and suddenly said to Empress Song: "There are so many fruits, the queen mother can't finish them all by herself, my son will take some back."

There are fewer fruits that can be eaten in winter, but there is no shortage of seasonal things in the palace. Chu Jinyan looked at the bright purple grapes and subconsciously thought of Lu Xiang's black and bright pupils.

"I can finish eating." Queen Song said without thinking.

"It's not good to eat too many melons and fruits in cold weather, so do me a favor for my son."

Empress Song immediately understood that Chu Jinyan wanted to send it to Lu Xiang.

"Okay, Sang Ye, take the rest back to His Highness the Eighth Prince."

"Yes, ma'am." Sang Ye replied, and turned to pack the fruit.

Chu Jinyan left with the food box.

Empress Song looked at Emperor Chengde who was drinking tea in the palace and said, "Isn't the Emperor leaving?"

"Cough...cough cough cough..." Emperor Chengde choked on a mouthful of tea and almost didn't spit it out, staring at Empress Song with a pair of eagle eyes: "Empress, what do you mean?"

Did you get the guts of a leopard, and actually drove him away?

Although he didn't intend to stay overnight, his leaving and being driven away are two different concepts.

Empress Song blinked innocently, looked at the dense night outside, and reminded: "It's getting late, the emperor should go back to rest earlier."

Emperor Cheng De's face suddenly stretched long, it was extremely ugly, he got up angrily, and he walked to the bedroom: "I won't come back, come and change my clothes."

Just go as you say.

I don't want to lose face?
Empress Song stood in the hall blankly as if struck by lightning...

On the day of the New Year's Eve, thin snowflakes floated in the sky again, softly falling on people's shoulders.

Lu Xiang's carriage stopped at the gate of Dali Temple. It was almost noon when Sheng Xian walked out with a boy covered in blood and wearing thin clothes. In front of the two of them, Chu Jinyan's tall figure walked in front. , his face was as cold as frost, and his whole body was wrapped in wind and snow, exuding the pressure of extreme cold.

"Miss, come out." Ah Man said into the car.

Lu Xiang opened the car door and said, "Come up quickly."

Chu Jinyan's face darkened: "If a man and a woman can't kiss each other, he will sit in a sedan chair."

How could he tolerate other men staying in the same carriage as Lu Xiang?

"Alright." Lu Xiang nodded, "Thank you for today's matter, Your Highness, and my servant will leave first."

"Well, let's go, don't stay in other people's homes if you have nothing to do, go back earlier." Chu Jinyan said.

When the noble and cold eyes fell on Lu Xiang, there was a trace of warmth.

Lu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded blankly and left.

Huo Pengzheng walked around the room restlessly early in the morning, opening the door to take a look from time to time.

"Master, lunch is ready, do you want to eat now?" The woman at home came up and asked.

Huo Peng was irritably waving his hands: "Don't eat."

The son still doesn't know if he will be able to come back safely, so how can he even think about eating at this time.

The mother-in-law didn't dare to ask more questions after hearing the words, and withdrew.

When he went out to look again, he saw a carriage approaching slowly, followed by a soft sedan chair.

Huo Peng was breathing hard and clasped the door frame nervously.

The carriage stopped, Lu Xiang walked out of the car, and Huo Pengzheng strode up to greet her: "Miss Lu." He called out, his eyes fixed on the sedan chair behind.

Fangzheng's face was full of excitement and fear, and various emotions kept changing.

Just as he was struggling, he saw the car curtain being lifted, and Huo Yi, who was covered in blood, came out. When he saw his father's majestic and terrifying face, he rushed over and hugged Huo Yi regardless of the pain in his body. Pengzheng burst into tears with a "wow".

"Wow, dad... dad... I thought I'd never see you again... I'm so scared in prison..."

Huo Pengzheng was taken aback by his son's wailing, and it was the first time he saw him holding himself and crying like this.

Huo Yi was really scared, the feeling of being on the verge of death when he was tortured, he couldn't help shivering now thinking about it.

Huo Peng was being softened by Huo Yi's crying, he patted him on the back awkwardly and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay..."

As he spoke, he looked towards Lu Xiang.

There were snowflakes fluttering in the sky, and the girl stood there with a smile on her face, a pair of black eyes shining like clouds on her unpainted face, her whole body was spotless.

"Miss Lu, come in and talk."

Huo Peng was pulling away his crying son, and hurriedly cupped his hands to Lu Xiang.

He was only concerned about whether his son would come back with a full tail, but he ignored the snow outside.

Lu Xiang was wearing fox fur and a hat, holding a small heater in her hand, but she didn't mind the father and son getting excited outside for a while.

After entering the house, Ah Man took off the fox fur for her, and took a handkerchief to the side to gently wipe off the snowflakes on it.

Huo Peng was helping Huo Yi back to his room, and then sent someone to invite a doctor, and let the servant help him change his clothes first.

As soon as he was lying on the soft bed, Huo Yi felt the pain like broken bones all over his body, and he hissed and gasped in pain.

It wasn't that there was no pain before, but compared with the fear of death, these pains were completely unexpected.

"Father, am I really okay?" Huo Yi didn't know what was going on, he only knew that someone took him out of the prison, stuffed him into a sedan chair and went home: "What should I do next? Was the makeover sent away?"

"Then you must prepare some more money for me. By the way, have you bought the house for the new residence?"

The corners of Huo Pengzheng's mouth twitched slightly, with his hands behind his back, he stared at his son condescendingly: "If you can save your life, you should be smiling secretly, and I will prepare money and a house for you. Are you daydreaming?"

Huo Yi shrank his neck from being yelled at and didn't dare to refute: "Then...then I can't do anything." How can he support himself?

Huo Pengzheng laughed out of anger, but seeing that Huo Yi was covered in wounds and his shoulders were still bleeding, he didn't want to scold him again: "It's just in the capital, there's no need to go anywhere, let's take care of your wounds, and when you recover from your injuries, you'll be like a cow or a horse." Go and repay Miss Lu's great kindness, and if you make troubles, the emperor will not be able to save you."

(End of this chapter)