This bastard, Tsubalong, actually ran here to say these upset words. He closed the door. Feng Zhilou thought for a while, and looked out the window unconsciously, although she didn't believe that Nei Rongzhi would do it for herself and Chu for the sake of her.

Mo Shang fought, but believed that their brothers had conflicts because of Princess Li Luo.

Maybe, he really liked that woman.

Just as Zhilou was about to release Hunbao, there was a knock on the door again. Is Nie Rongzhi back?

Feng Zhilou frowned and opened the door unhappily. Just as he was about to scold him, he found that it was not Nie Rongzhi who knocked on the door, but a little palace maid.

The palace maid stood respectfully at the door and lowered her eyes and said.

"Miss Fengqi, the Queen is invited."

Empress?

Isn’t it just the prince’s mother, what did she ask for herself? Feng Zhilou was about to ask the queen what she was asking for?

The little palace maid stepped back, a chair carried by four people parked in front of the door, and two palace maids were wearing parasols. It seemed that the queen was quite sincere. She asked someone to lift her, but she was afraid.

The sun is shining.

Feng Zhilou never believed in the good thing about the stuffed cakes falling from the sky. How could she, a little girl from Fengjiazhuang, make the Queen love her like this?

"Miss Seventh, please go to the chair." The palace maid was waiting aside.

"Do you know what the Queen asked me to do?" Feng Zhilou got up and gave the palace maid a ingot of silver. No matter where he went, money could help the gods, otherwise why would he tell you.

The palace maid's face turned red, her sleeves turned, and silver entered her sleeves, approached Zhilou, and whispered.

"Miss Fengqi just took the chair. When she went there, the Queen was just asking questions. There was no malice, and it might be a good thing."

When Feng Zhilou heard that it was a good thing, she felt much more relieved, so she raised her foot to the chair.

The chair trembled and swayed away from the Warriors' Courtyard, heading north, bypassed the imperial road, and took the side gate path. Walking in places with few people, there were palace walls that blocked the view everywhere.

Go and blurred Fengzhilou around the white ground.

Finally, the chair was parked in front of a tall red door. Several eunuchs came up to search Zhilou. They thought they were afraid that she would bring some weapons. Seeing that she was wearing a silk shirt and had no sharp weapons, they let her in.

Little did they know that an ancient artifact was hidden in the ring in Zhilou, which was much more dangerous than ordinary weapons.

The palace maid brought Feng Zhilou to a hall and signaled her not to move forward. Miss Fengqi is a warrior and has to be careful of the land in the harem.

The Fengzhilou people stood there, looking around. This should be the Queen's bedroom. Because wherever they looked, there were colorful phoenixes inlaid everywhere. Even the vase at hand was a phoenix made of gold wire.

When the shape of the phoenix blinked, it felt like the phoenix was about to fly.

It's awesome craftsmanship, this thing is really rare, and it's the best among antiques.

"It's amazing."

Zhilou stretched out his finger and wanted to touch the real level of the phoenix, but before she could touch the vase, a sound rang out, scaring her to retreat immediately.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I will ask someone to send this vase to you."

"No, I'm just curious."

Feng Zhilou smiled awkwardly, looked around again, but could only hear the voice of a middle-aged woman, and there was no trace of a woman. Where was the woman talking to her?

"I heard that you have a good piano skills and a good voice. Can you sing and dance?" The woman's voice sounded again, and she couldn't hear the direction. Maybe the hall was too loud and it was a little loud.

"It's not good, I'm coaxing the child." Feng Zhilou said modestly.

"Is the prince a child in your eyes?" Zhilou's words seemed to make the woman unhappy, and her tone was obviously unhappy.

Zhilou hurriedly changed his words.

"I don't mean that, I mean, things are precious because they are rare. Maybe the prince has never heard of them before, so he thinks they sound good. In Fengjiazhuang, I hummed when I have nothing to do, and no one wants to listen."

"Oh, maybe yes, people in the countryside, how can you enjoy music? How long has your face been cleaned properly?" The woman asked again, and the questions became more and more strange. What does Miss Fengqi have to do with her?

relation?

Feng Zhilou touched her face and wondered if this woman had myopia. She had washed her eyes early in the morning, so why couldn't she see it? This vision is really clumsy.

"I haven't washed for seven or eight days." Feng Zhilou was really nonsense. When someone asked this, she said it with her side, which made the woman not speak for a long time, so she must be angry.

Just as Zhilou was planning to find the woman's trace again, a figure suddenly shook in front of her, and then a strong wind came towards her with a strange fragrance, which actually contained a powerful true energy.

Zhilou was shocked and wanted to fight back, but thought that this woman might be the prince's mother, and she was too eager to win the competition and asked the prince to go to Fengjiazhuang to settle the five major families. At this time, she would definitely not hurt his mother.

So he drifted away like a flying swallow, dodging the true energy. The true energy circled around the hall and actually came back again. Zhilou hid again, but was swept into a piece of clothing by the true energy.

The corners were broken.

By the way, powerful true qi can easily destroy hard objects, but it can tear the fluttering clothes apart, but it cannot be ignored. It seems that this queen is also a true qi master.

"You asked me to come, it's not a fight, right?" Feng Zhilou asked in a slight manner. If this woman takes action again, she would have to fight back without hesitation, regardless of whether she was the prince's mother or not.

"Of course I didn't fight with you." As soon as the words came, a green silk shirt was sprinkled in the hall, and a woman in gorgeous clothes stood in front of Zhilou.

What shocked Feng Zhilou was that this was an extremely beautiful woman.

If the woman in front of her was really the queen, she should have reached middle age, but this woman was so young. Apart from the vicissitudes and maturity in her eyes, she could not see the chaotic traces left by time on her face.

"You are... Empress?" Feng Zhilou was a little unsure. Prince Yan and Li Luo were so old, why did their mother seem to be in her early twenties?

"It's my palace."

The woman stood on the spot with a strong aura and her skin seemed to be broken. No wonder she asked Zhilou how long it took for her to wash her face. It seemed that her daily life habits did not make Zhilou pay attention to skin care.

Subconsciously, Feng Zhilou touched his face, feeling that compared to someone who is a mother, he really thought that he had not washed his face for several days.

After the woman stood still, her eyes slightly raised and looked at Feng Zhilou. She seemed a little surprised, and Ruyan's eyebrows slightly raised.
Chapter completed!