"Please be in peace, Your Majesty the Concubine."

The boy trotted all the way to the flower pavilion, sweat still on his forehead.

The beautiful palace concubine gently shook her silk fan, pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Looking at you like this, you came running from the racecourse again?"

"Yes, this afternoon's horse riding lesson was completed ahead of schedule, and I will come out."

He had no image, sitting astride the flower stool, looking at the crab roe and melon seed cakes and peach kernel white jade cake on the table.

Then he raised his eyes to see the imperial concubine.

"Okay, let's eat. Just leave two pieces for your father."

Grabbing the melon seed cake, the young man thought for a moment and explained to his father: "In the past few days, the Great Wall in the North has been unstable and the monsters are ready to move, so my father may be a little busy."

"I understand. So I don't expect him to be able to spare time to drink tea with me every afternoon." The concubine looked at him: "It's really difficult for you. After finishing your homework, you still have to sneak in to talk to me."

The young man smiled and raised the melon seed cake: "It's not difficult. Come and accompany me, and I can have some snacks."

…

Same taste, same texture.

Kun Ang ate the snacks piece by piece.

Looking at the empty plate, his expression was very complicated: It had been twenty or thirty years since he last ate her snacks, right?

When Concubine Zhao entered the palace, Kun Ang had a good relationship with her.

Even when the imperial concubine was pregnant for the first time, he was very happy.

…

"Do you want a brother or a sister?"

The young man carefully touched her belly and said in a cheerful tone, "It's okay. Whether it's a younger brother or a younger sister, I can take him/her to play. By the way, I can teach him/her to ride a horse."

…

But this is all in the past.

As she gave birth to her second child, everything changed.

The gentle and kind woman who made snacks for herself and her father disappeared completely.

Instead, there was a noble concubine who was no different from other concubines in the palace.

As a result, the fifth prince and Concubine Zhao gradually drifted away.

After Kun Hao was born, we couldn't see each other more than a few times a year.

To say how much feelings Kun Ang has for the imperial concubine, he himself cannot tell clearly.

Because of the coldness of his mother and concubine, for a while he did reflect his desire for maternal love on Zhao Feiyan.

But as the prince of the Heavenly Palace, he also understood in his heart that he and the imperial concubine were close, in a sense, because the imperial concubine was favored by the god and the emperor, and he hoped to gain the favor of his father.

There is use and sincerity, but also a bit of resentment towards the mother and concubine.

But with some speculations in Kun Ang's mind and the frequent miscarriages of fetuses in the palace, the Concubine Zhao in his heart was long gone.

Kun Ang calmed himself down and sat quietly on the bed to rest his mind. The sun and moon wheels rose on his shoulders, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon between heaven and earth to repair his body.

It wasn't until the Demon Concubine entered the guest room that he opened his eyes and put away his magical power.

"Are you looking for me?"

Although the Demon Concubine had her face covered and was surrounded by ink-colored air currents, Kun Ang recognized her immediately.

This is the imperial concubine after giving birth to Kun Hao.

After confirming, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Kun Ang said humbly and politely: "My wife saved me, and I would like to see her to express my gratitude."

Zhao Feiyan looked at the maid.

This kid is not as excited as you said, he looks very calm and collected.

The maid quickly defended: "Madam, you don't know. He almost attacked me just now."

"I just woke up just now. I don't understand the situation and I was a little rude to this girl. Please forgive me, madam." Kun Ang suppressed his emotions and said calmly: "Since I have woken up, can you tell your family that you are safe?"

Does Kun Hao know about her appearance here?

In other words, she came with Kun Hao?

"You just have a good time and are raising children. Don't worry about other things. As for contacting your family, I will arrange it."

Seeing Kun Ang's appearance, Zhao Feiyan didn't bother to hide her identity and asked the maid to continue taking care of Kun Ang before turning around and leaving.

Saving Kun Ang was just a simple task. The real reason why she took him with her was to wait for someone.

Back in the lobby, Zhao Feiyan made tea and waited.

I don’t know how long I waited, but white cold mist poured in from the hanging flower door. The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard turned into ice sculptures one by one, and the water vapor in the air turned into flying snow.

But this kind of vision only appeared in this courtyard.

The cold air continued to move inward, gradually reaching the main room where Zhao Feiyan was located.

Floor, roof, tables and chairs...

Looking at the white world that was gradually freezing, Zhao Feiyan picked up her teacup and faced the cold air with a smile.

"You finally showed up and sat down for a cup of tea?"

There were wisps of hot white smoke rising from the mouth of the cup. Even under the pressure of the cold air that filled the room, the hot tea still did not cool down.

This was a secret battle. The cold air kept seeping into the tea cup, but it could not cool down the tea even one degree...

After a cup of tea, the coldness suddenly disappeared.

The cold air in the courtyard gathered into a human form. It was a cold and charming fairy. She was wearing aqua blue palace clothes and walked slowly into the hall.

"It seems that the body of the demon soul does not have much impact on your strength."

Concubine Zhao smiled and said sweetly: "There are still some differences. At least it is inconvenient for this soul body to walk in the human world. It is still not as good as a serious physical body."

"But I am very powerful. I can handle ten of you with no problem."

Concubine Dong stepped across the threshold with one foot. When she heard Zhao Feiyan's words, a trace of anger flashed across her beautiful face.

This guy is still so crazy!

"Hmph! It's a pity that the upper limit of a dead person is there, and his potential will never be as good as that of a living person."

"Yes, living people have unlimited potential. How many people believe this? However, how many people's achievements in their lifetime are not as good as those geniuses who died young."

Concubine Dong couldn't resist her, so she snatched the tea cup from her hand, raised her snowy neck, and drank directly.

"When did you wake up from Wuhua Palace?"

If the Martial Saint can be sacrificed after his death, he can transform into the body of a god.

According to Concubine Dong's speculation: Zhao Feiyan should have woken up from the imperial mausoleum and secretly followed Kun Hao and his party to this world. After all, it was impossible for her not to worry about her son.

Zhao Feiyan smiled and said nothing, pointing to the chair next to her.

"sit."

Concubine Dong and Concubine Zhao have been at odds for a long time.

One is a fairy from the ancient immortal way, and the other is a descendant of the Holy Lord of the Demonic Way. In addition, the two have different personalities, and they are at odds with each other all day long in the Heavenly Palace.

During that time, even the God Emperor was sighing: He never imagined that under the iceberg beauty of Dong Fei, there was actually a volcano that could explode at the drop of a hat.

"You deliberately forced me to come out. What's the matter?"

"You ran down here in person, not only to protect Kun Ang, but also to seize that opportunity?"

Concubine Dong's expression did not change, she looked at her up and down, and said coldly: "What, you, the body of a demon soul, also want to attain enlightenment?"

"People should always leave a little hope for themselves." Zhao Feiyan did not refute. Even in front of the mother and son, she deliberately showed off her demon soul in order to hide her true situation.

"You brought Kun Ang here, do you want me to give in, or do you want me to help you?" Concubine Dong smiled contemptuously: "Do you think I will care about him?"

"If you didn't care about him, you wouldn't have come down to protect him after giving him three immortal treasures."

"..."

Zhao Feiyan sighed softly and stretched out her hand to Concubine Dong: "With your temper, you won't say anything outright, and you must let your son misunderstand. Wouldn't it be nice if you tell him honestly and go to the lower realms with him?"

"Don't touch me!" Concubine Dong stepped away decisively, not letting her hand touch her.

A trace of regret flashed in Zhao Feiyan's eyes.

Dong Fei's skin feels very good, smoother than Ningzhi. Especially since she has a cold constitution, it is more comfortable to hold her in the summer.

"You don't need to interfere with me and him. But what about you? What about your son? Does he know that you woke up from Wuhua Palace?"

Zhao Feiyan smiled slightly and changed the topic.

"Kun'ang was being chased by Liyilou. You failed to arrive to save him. Were you held back by someone?"
To be continued...