"What about Xiaoqi?" Jiang Jiang didn't want to worry about why Lin Xiuyi wanted to harm her. Concubine Wen used her hand to cover the sky in the harem, and simply let Lin Xiuyi take the blame for her, but Jiang Jiang only cared about Yan Qingjia, "You have to tell Xiaoqi that what his mother did had had nothing to do with him, and I won't take his anger on him."

"Forget it, I'll go over and find him better."

Yueya hurriedly held her down, "The Empress is not allowed to go anywhere before detoxification. It is not too late for the Empress to go to find the Seventh Prince after Lin Xiuyi Baimeng."

"..." Jiang Jiang reluctantly wrinkled his nose when he heard this, "Then you go and pass the message for me now. Xiao Qi will be thinking about it if he hears too much other people's words."

She whispered, "I'm still very strict with me now."

There are indeed a lot of things happening in the palace recently. Jiang Jiang has a kind of rush to live like a year, which is very tormenting, boring and miserable.

Seeing that the little queen was so depressed that she was not energetic, Yueya hurriedly took a new book and stuffed it to Jiang Jiang and coaxed her, "Grandmaster, go and read the book, it's okay if you really can't draw."

Jiang Jiang couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and got up with her book, "Okay, I'll go to the temples of all Buddhas by myself."

She went to burn a stick of incense for Lin Xiuyi.

"Empress, Lin Xiuyi is the fault of his own fault. Why do you have to be sad for her?" Yueya guessed Jiang Jiang's purpose and said indignantly. Jiang Jiang was silent for a moment, "After all, it's a life."

The most incense of the Buddhist temples is the most incense. After lit three incense sticks, Jiang Jiang dragged the cushion to the door of the hall, and went to the eaves. He sat down by the door and took out his book and read while basking in the sun.

Of course, it is impossible to get sunburned on your face~ Jiang Jiang specially chose a good place.

When she returned to Fengqi Palace, Concubine Chun and Concubine Jing had been sitting in the main hall drinking tea and chatting for a long time.

Seeing her come back, Concubine Chun smiled and joked, "If the Empress does not come back, I plan to have dinner in Fengqi Palace."

"I'm sorry, don't mention a meal, even if you two live here, I can afford to support my Fengqi Palace."

Jiang Jiang said angrily. After Yueya came in and heard it, she handed the medicine on the wooden support to her and said angrily, "Empress, please drink this medicine quickly."

Hiding in the Buddhist temple for most of the day, if she didn't go in and took a look, she saw that the little queen was asleep, and she wondered if those people were doing what the little queen had done again.

"…Curbine, you are becoming more and more like the prince."

Seeing this, Concubine Jing couldn't help but chuckled, "I've heard that the prince was strict, but now the empress learns riding and shooting with the prince, I'm afraid she's suffering a lot."

When Concubine Chun heard this, she couldn't help laughing. The three of them had a very harmonious chat. They knew that Concubine Jing had accidentally mentioned it and the atmosphere was slightly weaker.

Concubine Chun couldn't help but sigh at first, "I've visited her before, and all the palace ladies were driven away by her, and she was in a mess all over the floor. At the end, she even said that she was forced to do anything."

"Who would have thought that she would die so extreme."

Concubine Jing sighed and speculated, "Maybe Concubine Wen's tree is lush, and she was used thoroughly by Concubine Wen, but she left the Seventh Prince alone..."

"It's okay." Jiang Jiang was very calm, "Wen Guifei wants Xiaoqi, but she has to see if Xiaoqi agrees."

The old emperor promised her!

Then she lamented heavily, "It's just that I can't go out, it's so annoying..."

Jiang Jiang, who was ordered by Emperor Qiming to take good care of her health in the palace and was preparing to detoxify, was very concerned about the lonely Seventh Prince, so Yueya was instructed by Jiang Jiang to go to Yunru Palace to take care of Yan Qingjia seven times a day.

Go every day.

Even the Crescent Moon couldn't help it, and finally, at the price of a banned book, it changed from seven times a day to twice a day.

Early the next morning, the weather was slightly cool. After Yan Huaishu got off the court, he saw Changling approaching mysteriously. He listened in a slight sense and Changling whispered, "Your Highness, today is the Queen's birthday."

Yan Huaishu glanced at him lightly when he heard this, "How do you know?"

"Cough." Changling proudly raised his chest and raised his head, "I just heard that Wen Bo Hou refused the invitation from the Minister of Works and said that his daughter had celebrated her birthday."

Yan Huaishu was quite disgusted, "If you don't listen, listen to these." Then he stepped forward with his long legs, and Changling hurriedly caught up with him, "Hey hey, your highness."

"We won't prepare a gift for the little queen. It seems that His Majesty doesn't know about this, otherwise he would have no plans to hold a banquet."

Changling knew him with emotion and reason, and advised him, "The Queen was either poisoned or poisoned recently. It was too miserable. You can buy some small things to make her feel good."

This sentence successfully attracted Yan Huaishu's attention and he stopped.

Since she learned that the little queen was related to the so-called Apocalypse, Yan Huaishu rarely went to Fengqi Palace, but the little queen was very persevering and had a small picture book every day, but it was because she was too bored.

"In your opinion, what are you going to give?"

"Girls like gadgets, right?" Changling and Yan Huaishu discussed slowly and walked towards the palace gate.

"The little queen is also a noble queen, so she must be good at her identity."

After noon, Jiang Jiang watched the palace maid bring the rattan chair in her mind, and was very excited. She sat on the soft pillow and doll net, and was so happy that she was about to fly.

"Crescent Crescent, start to cook skewers~"

"I also want to have a beggar chicken!"

As soon as Yan Huaishu stepped into the palace, he heard the little queen ordering happily. He looked up and saw a hanging rattan chair under the eaves of the main hall, with a colorful sun flower on it.

The little queen was lying next to the Chuyue Gate and shouting to the people there, "I still want to eat pastry cakes!"

"I want red beans and purple sweet potato strings!"

Jiang Jiang clenched his fists and shouted, "Come on, my chefs, we want to make the best food in the palace!"

"..." Yan Huaishu looked back at Changling, look, she was very happy without birthday gifts or banquets.

The little queen will not treat herself badly, and she will not treat her well-being.

Changling clenched his fist and pressed his lips, "Cough cough."

Huh? When Jiang Jiang heard the sound, he saw Yan Huaishu wearing an ink robe standing in the palace courtyard. Changling waved at her, then raised the brocade box in his hand to signal.

Hey, see who came to the door~~

Jiang Jiang walked up and hugged her hands in front of her chest, looked up and down, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is Your Highness the Crown Prince here to have a free meal?"

"There is no shortage of that mouthful." Yan Huaishu glanced at her indifferently, "I heard that you are today's birthday, so I'll take a look."

Birthday? Jiang Jiang’s black man’s question mark face, “Where did you listen to it?”

Her birthday is National Day, okay, I think she could have had a seven-day holiday on her birthday.

Changling raised his hand and replied, "Wen Bohou chats with others, what his subordinates heard."

Oh, today is Jiang Jiang’s birthday, and Jiang Jiang suddenly realized.

Then we naturally continued, "Okay, let's come together. The kitchen is making afternoon tea. Let's have a little bit of it and wait until the evening is a good meal!"

The arrangement is clear and accurate.

Such leisurely enjoyment such as afternoon tea is very unfamiliar and tormenting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Hahahaha, the king bomb!"

"I won again!"

Jiang Jiang threw out the last two cards happily, then couldn't wait to pick up the notes and dip them in water. The master and servant each slapped them on the forehead with a slap.

Changling did not believe in evil, and ignited a fierce fighting spirit, "Come again!"

"This time I will be a landlord!" He and His Highness lost four games and must not lose anymore, otherwise his little moon silver would be robbed by the little queen.

Jiang Jiang smiled and said, "Snatch the landlord."

Yan Huaishu frowned and looked at his card, and repeated the rules again, and said indifferently, "Don't grab it."

Looking at Changling's eager eyes, Jiang Jiang decided to take a step back, "Okay okay, come, you are the landlord."

Then he approached Yan Huaishu and warned, "You are his next home. You can take the cards, don't drag me down, have you heard?"

"But it's okay, Sister Jiang will take you to fly~"

After saying that, she looked down on the man's tall nose bridge. She approached a little bit, then raised her hand to remove the long strip on the tip of his nose, poked the three on his cheeks and forehead, and smiled silly, "Hehehe."

So ugly.

Ugly handsome.

Seeing this, Changling felt very unfair and shouted, "Empress, why do you want to remove the one in Your Highness? Just stick it back!"

"I don't, I'm posting it. I'll reveal it if I want it!" Jiang Jiang fiercely retorted, and even pressed Changling a few times to prevent the four pieces from falling off his face.

"Okay." Yan Huaishu made a sound to interrupt the childish behavior of the two, pulled away the piece from the little queen's hand, and stuck it on her chin with water.
Chapter completed!