Late at night, the emperor who should have lived in the military camp followed the night back to Baizhou. He entered Chen Ning's house. The servants wanted to pay their respects, but he silently stopped them. They immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Hare you going to bed?" he asked in a low voice.

"Go back to Your Majesty, the Empress has already rested."

He nodded, "What did the Empress do today? What did she eat? How good is she healthy? How good is she in her spirit?" Although he always grasped Chen Ning's movements, he still asked this question every time he came back.

"The Empress is still lying on the couch today and has not come down to walk around. At noon, the Empress invited the old miracle doctor to come, but sent Mrs. Zhang and his servants out of the room, so he didn't know what the Empress said to the old miracle doctor. Then the Empress went to bed. During the dinner, the Empress asked the Empress to get up for meals. The Empress only drank a little porridge. Mrs. Zhang was afraid that the Empress would be hungry, so she persuaded her and she lost her temper. After a while, the Empress calmed down and apologized to Mrs. Zhang again." The slave said in detail, which was also Dong Yuheng's explanation. Otherwise, she would not dare to report to the Emperor like this with her ten thousand courage.

Dong Yuheng was very uncomfortable after hearing this. Although Chen Ning was tempted by him, he never beat and scolded his servants. Even Eunuch Hong said that he had never seen such a generous person. Now that she lost her temper and apologized, she knew that it was not her original wish. Now that she could not control it, the most painful thing was that she was herself. And she was half angry and held back, wouldn’t she be even more depressed and not suitable for recovery? And when he heard that she had saved herself, he never cried...

He frowned, waved his hand and waved them back, and slowly walked into the inner room alone. He opened the curtain of the bed, and looked at Chen Ning, who was uneasy in his dream through the faint candlelight. He sat lightly on the edge of the bed, reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and gently stroked his thumb over her slightly frowning brow.

She was covered in sores... Dong Yuheng sat and stared at her for a long time with a complex complex until he found that there was sweat on her forehead again. He seemed to be frightened in his dream. He hurriedly shook her hand and whispered, "It's okay, I'm here, it's okay."

He kept whispering softly, and Chen Ning in his dream seemed to be comforted and fell asleep slowly again.

Dong Yuheng changed his clothes and lay down gently on his side. He was afraid of touching her, so he slept carefully on the side of the bed, staring at her sleeping face in the dim candlelight for a long time, lowering his head and printing a kiss on her forehead.

The next day, the most famous opera troupe in Baizhou was called into the government yamen courtyard. They followed the servants who led the way through the winding paths of the waterside pavilions and came to a quiet courtyard.

The gangsters were playing the drums and there were at least fifty or sixty people outside. There were actually silent in the courtyard. He could hear the cough clearly. I wonder which noble person was here...

A manager came to the headmaster and said, "Our master has gone to bed. You are ready. The show will start when the master wakes up."

The headmaster nodded and bowed to the order, and was shouting everyone to prepare, but was stopped by the manager, "Please be gentle, what do you think this is so that you can scream!"

The headmaster was startled and nodded quickly, but was confused. They came to the government office to sing operas for the master and his wife once or twice. Why didn’t there have been so many rules in the past, but today they are so pretentious? Could it be that the magistrate of the prefect who was hosting a noble person? When he thought about this, he sighed first. If he was not a good temper or had seen the world, it would be impossible to guarantee that they would not have a good harvest in this game. But after a second thought, if he sang well, he would probably have a lot of rewards today. So he thought about it and warned his disciples to sing opera carefully and not to make any mistakes.

The troupe was nervously preparing, but Chen Ning was sleeping in the room. Two hours later, she slowly woke up. Mrs. Zhang hurriedly led her servants to dress and wash her face, and helped her sit on the couch. Chen Ning had forgotten that Mrs. Zhang had said earlier that there was a troupe coming and sat there quietly.

Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to talk too much. Just in a dilemma, Lianyan walked in with a bowl of bird's nest snow lotus porridge. This time she also came with Dong Yuheng, but it was this morning that she arrived in Baizhou. As soon as she arrived, she followed the emperor's order and served Yu Chen Ning. She smiled and walked into the house and said, "Empress, I brought you porridge. Have you been sleeping for so long? Are you hungry?"

“…I won’t eat.”

"But Empress, Your Majesty has told you that you must serve you a bowl." Lianyan walked up with some embarrassment.

"I won't eat." Emperor Chen Ning became angry as soon as she mentioned it. She tried to restrain her anger and said it again.

Mrs. Zhang already understood Chen Ning's temper for a long time and said hurriedly: "Miss Lianyan, since the Empress is not hungry, then let it go. It will not be too late to use it when the Empress comes back after listening to the play."

Chen Ning remembered this incident only now. When she heard Mrs. Zhang say it early in the morning, she didn't want to listen, but she felt that she might be able to divert attention from the guidance, so she reluctantly agreed. "Are they here?"

"I haven't been here for a long time, and I'm ready to wait for the imperial decree outside!" Mrs. Zhang avoided the important matters and ignored them.

Chen Ning didn't know that they had been waiting for a long time, so he nodded and said, "Then go out."

Seeing this, Lianyan had no choice but to ask her to add clothes to Chen Ning and help her out.

The headmaster who was sitting in a tiring manner heard the manager coming and asked them to go to the stage. He hurriedly asked the disciples to prepare quickly as if they were injected with chicken blood. He also reminded him to sing a good show again.

Chen Ning sat down in the shelf opposite the stage and called the people at the front of the house to sit down and listen to the opera.

The opera troupe had been asked to sing some festive jokes. The drumbeat beat the gong, but Chen Ning immediately had a headache. Then when the lively big gong suona sounded, she pressed her forehead tightly. She didn't want to let go, so she endured it, but blurted out: "Stop hitting it!"

Mrs. Zhang always paid attention to Chen Ning's movements. After hearing what she said, she quickly asked someone to go to the opera troupe. She went up and asked, "Empress, but the jokes are not in line with your wishes?"

Chen Ning took a few deep breaths before saying, "It's too noisy... Please tell them not to hit and beat, and sing two quieter."

Her words were also strange. How could she not beat the drums and drums in the opera? Fortunately, Mrs. Zhang was also smart, "Why would I ask them to sing two a cappellas?"

Chen Ning nodded when he heard this.

"Does the Empress want to choose jokes?"

"You choose."

Lanyan couldn't help but look at her side. Why did this empress become so weird?

Mrs. Zhang immediately explained that the anxious head teacher seemed to have received a general amnesty and quickly asked the disciple to press the jokes he had called up.

Dansheng first sang a few words with restraint. All the disciples of the opera troupe paid attention to the movements of the mysterious nobleman above, and the headmaster dared not even speak out.

Chen Ning leaned on the chair and listened, and felt that the sharp singing made her feel uncomfortable. She wanted to endure the song, but the pain in her brain became more and more intense. She suddenly swept the small table beside her, and the ginseng tea prepared for her suddenly broke into pieces on the ground.

"Empress?" Everyone in the house was shocked.

Her arm ached faintly, Chen Ning was more shocked and scared than them. Where did her upbringing and demeanor go? She felt ashamed and stood up and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable. Give them some more rewards, and I will say they will go for nothing." After that, she turned around and left in a hurry.

The person behind hurriedly followed, and Lianyan couldn't help but lower her voice and asked Mrs. Zhang, "Madam, what's wrong with Empress?"

"I have no way to know, I am afraid that the empress's wound is painful, so I feel bored."

Lianyan frowned slightly. This Concubine Rui clearly flew away with her death and now she has a new look in front of the saint. She is already suspicious, why are she so angry?

Chen Ning returned to the house, sat alone for a long time, and suddenly asked Feng Baolan to come.

Lianyan, no matter how she met Concubine Zhuang’s brother, Shan Jufeng Baolan was an external minister, how could she summon her an inner concubine without authorization? "Empress, this is not up to you, so I'll wait for Your Majesty to come back..."

"If you ask, go and invite me!" Chen Ning shouted impatiently.

Lianyan was suddenly yelled, and her face turned blue and white. She was the female official of Qiankun Palace and the confidant maid of His Majesty the Emperor. Which of the concubines in the harem did not let her have a slim face? Even His Majesty rarely called her back and forth. This Concubine Rui was so arrogant!

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly smoothed out the situation, "The Empress's body is important, so I will send someone to invite you." She was amazed at these days by the emperor's indulgence and tolerance of Concubine Rui, and she was unwilling to offend her. Even if the courtesy was not up to you, and Your Majesty blamed her, she would only push her to Concubine Rui.

Chen Ning regretted it after shouting. She said "tsk" and turned her head to stop saying more. She was afraid that she would become more annoying if she said a few more words.

Feng Baolan did not go to the army with Dong Yuheng, so he was soon invited to Chenning Courtyard.

"I'll leave first, I have something important to discuss with Mr. Feng."

This time no one dared to refute, and everyone bowed and retreated.

Feng Baolan occasionally heard about Chen Ning's current situation. He raised his head and saw with his own eyes that she had become skinny and bone-thin. A trace of complex emotions flashed in his eyes, "Empress Rui Concubine."

"Master Bao, please sit down." Chen Ning raised his hand.

"I dare not take it." Feng Baolan thanked him.

After Feng Baolan sat down, Chen Ning said sincerely: "Master Bao helped me a lot, and even saved my life twice. I have never thanked Master Bao."

"This is my duty."

"Master Bao, I remember your kindness in my heart. If one day there is something I can help, I will definitely go through fire and water and die."

"The Empress is serious."

The two of them were jokingly and absurdly before, but now they are not very adaptable to the eight meridians. Chen Ning cleared his throat, and Feng Baolan also coughed.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm going to hide it from Master Bao, I'll invite you to come today, there's something else."

"Please speak with Empress."

"Then I'll get straight to the point." Chen Ning paused, and then said, "I hadn't had time to ask what Master Bao went to my ex-husband's grave to do?"

"The Empress misunderstood. It was not his fault for me to go to Li Family Tomb Mountain. It was because His Majesty sent people to search for dragon veins everywhere to build an imperial tomb. The Prime Minister found a Feng Shui treasure land in Changzhou, but it was also calculated that the same vein as the Li Family Tomb Mountain. Therefore, I took someone to check it out."

Chen Ning curled his lips, but said slowly: "Why use a ox knife to kill a chicken?"

"Empress is too good," Feng Baolan coughed lightly, "I have also done the matter by the way."

Chen Ning was silent for a moment, "I am not good at brain work these days, and I will have a headache if I think too much. I don't know whether Master Bao said it is true or not. I just said something first," she said word by word, "Don't make trouble for Li Ziqi and the Li family, otherwise I will not give up anyway."

Feng Baolan took the threatening words of a woman to heart for the first time, because he knew she could say it. He resisted the numbness of her scalp and laughed dryly, "Why did the Empress say this? No matter how bad I am, I will not look for a merchant's family for trouble."

Chen Ning nodded and smiled, "That's all."

Feng Baolan still laughed dryly, picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip.

"After that being said, there seems to be a red mole on Master Bao's right chest?"

Feng Baolan immediately sprayed the tea out of his manners.

This is what I want to say!

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Dong Yuheng returned to the government office during dinner. He heard Lian Yan report everything about what happened in the opera troupe. He sighed heavily with his hands behind his back, and then said for a moment: "Tomorrow, I will ask the music team to sing two small songs, either playing the zither or playing the pipa, and ask the empress what she likes."

"Yes..." Lianyan paused, and then said, "Your Majesty, the Empress also called Mr. Feng to come to the house today."

"What's wrong with Empress?" Dong Yuheng's brows suddenly frowned.

"This... I don't know, but the empress asked all the servants to retreat, and only stayed in the room with Young Master Feng."

Thinking of the scene where the two were alone in the room, the emperor was extremely unhappy. He took his anger and said, "The Empress is not careful, and you don't know how to remind the Empress if it is not up to par with the courtesy?"

Lianyan felt quite aggrieved, "I have been talking too much, but the Empress suddenly became angry and scolded me, and I dare not say more."

"She even scolded you?" Hearing the voice, he frowned even deeper, and then he sighed and said helplessly, "Forget it, you should bear it. Concubine Rui has a bad temper these days, please comfort her more, everything goes with her, and don't let her be depressed."

Lanyan looked at the emperor's eyes with undissolved love and doting, and she was mixed for a while. She loved the emperor deeply, but never envied his concubine. Apart from the queen, she was the woman who had been with the emperor for the longest time, but she thought that she could not live with Your Majesty day and night like her. Your Majesty was sad about Concubine Rui's death, but she thought that her Majesty was so affectionate. However, his words made her very jealous. She keenly felt that His Majesty's affection for Concubine Rui was different from her and the concubine in the harem.

But in her opinion, no matter why, Concubine Rui pretended to die and fled His Majesty a year ago. She was already unforgivable by her side. Besides, she heard that she was captured by Ke Meng this time and was almost lost to her virginity... Even if she did not lose her chastity, it was an indisputable fact that she was played with by the barbarians. She was rescued and still had scars... How could such an unfaithful and unrighteous woman still accompany His Majesty?

The emperor did not know what Lan Yan thought, and explained: "Call Feng Baolan."

Not long after, Feng Baolan met the saint in the study. He knew what the emperor asked him to come at this time, so he cleverly called him. "The Empress Rui Concubine summoned me, one was to thank me for help, and the other was to ask me about going to the Li family tomb mountain."

"You are still impatient when doing things." The emperor was unhappy, and this matter could be discovered.

"I... I know I'm wrong." He was also a little unjust, and it was a coincidence that he had made a book. Feng Baolan had no choice but to sue the crime, and then took the opportunity to ask, "Your Majesty, since the Empress is safe and sound, have you... left that matter?"
To be continued...