Meng Wanzhou was stunned. No matter how calm his temper was, he could not calm down in the face of such a sentence. Could it be that Feng Huali knew that he had caused Concubine Xiang to miscarriage? No, I knew it, but I couldn't admit it easily. Meng Wanzhou smiled awkwardly: "What is Li'er's meaning? I can't understand it?"

"Empress." You and I knew very well if you didn't understand it. Feng Huali glanced at Meng Wanzhou indifferently. For some reason, when she saw Meng Wanzhou for the first time today, she began to believe in the words of happiness without doubt.

Although I can't tell the specific reason, Feng Huali could clearly feel Meng Wanzhou's changes. The rich aura of desire. Meng Wanzhou is no longer different from other concubines. Feng Huali said: "I have heard of these days. In order to save me, the Empress has tried all the hard work, so I have to thank the Empress."

It turned out that this was the case. Meng Wanzhou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's because I'm sorry for you. I'm humble and humble. No one is willing to listen to me to save you, so I didn't help you. Fortunately, the Concubine took action in time in the end, and you're fine."

Feng Huali smiled softly. Some people clearly have no scheming, but they still have to secretly plot against others. This is the stupidest thing. She dares to answer any words she throws out, and she has never thought about it carefully. Feng Huali said coldly: "That's natural. After all, the Empress runs to Liang Fei these days. You must know that Liang Fei has been in a grudge with me for a long time. No matter how much you plead, she will not pay attention to it, and she doesn't know what to say to you."

"I..." Meng Wanzhou looked at her in surprise. She didn't expect that she had already found out about the meeting of Concubine Liang.

Feng Huali looked at her with a sharp look and said coldly: "I'm afraid the Empress went there not only to plead for me, but more for yourself, right?"

Meng Wanzhou shook her head slowly. She wanted to defend something, but at this moment, she seemed a little powerless no matter what she said.

"Meng Wanzhou," Feng Huali called out her name, and she had always been straightforward and didn't like to hide such a big thing in her heart and chew it over and over again.

Since Meng Wanzhou has chosen to betray him and Concubine Liang, Feng Huali will clarify the relationship between them, so that he will have to be silly when meeting in the future. Not only will Meng Wanzhou be tired, but he is also disgusted. "You choose to go with Concubine Liang, don't blame me for being rude in the future."

She was full of murderous intent, and Meng Wanzhou was seen in cold sweat. Meng Wanzhou had countless cold sweats on her back. She was just here to find out the news. If she was turned against Feng Hua for this, it would be too much of a loss. She must find some reason to avoid it. Meng Wanzhou was so anxious that she said, "It's a child!"

Feng Huali frowned and asked, "What?"

Meng Wanzhou's eyes showed endless sadness, and he reached out to caress his shrunk abdomen: "My child is gone."

"What's going on?" Feng Huali thought that as she thought, she had to give birth to the child, but she didn't expect it to be gone so soon. However, seeing her crying sadly, Feng Huali couldn't tell whether her sadness was true or false.

Meng Wanzhou told the emperor about his happy events, but that night he met a group of men in black. They pressed themselves to the ground and put abortion pills on it. The child was gone at that time. Meng Wanzhou was heartbroken at that time, but fortunately, he met the "understanding" Concubine Liang.

"If Liang Fei hadn't persuaded me, I'd probably be born in hell at this time. Since then, Liang Fei has been protecting me, so I'm so close to her," Meng Wanzhou sniffed, raised his handkerchief and wiped the tears that had not flowed. "But I've never done anything to be sorry for you, because I've never dared to tell you because I'm afraid you'll misunderstand."

Feng Huali glanced at Meng Wanzhou, not to mention why someone forced her to give her abortion pill, but after that, Feng Huali had never seen her come to find her. But now she said that she survived after being persuaded by Concubine Liang. This excuse is really far-fetched, not to mention that Meng Wanzhou already knew about her relationship with Concubine Liang, so she should stay away from her.

"Don't Li'er believe me?" Meng Wanzhou felt even more aggrieved and tried hard to hold back tears.

Feng Huali looked over and saw Meng Wanzhou pouting, and snot bubbles appeared on the tip of his nose, which made people want to cover his eyes. It would be a good time to act like this. Since she wanted to act so much, Feng Huali didn't mind pretending to be with her: "I didn't expect you to have such an experience. It seems that I misunderstood you. From now on, we will still be good sisters."

"Sure enough, Li'er is the best." Meng Wanzhou burst into tears and laughed, and the snot bubbles on the tip of her nose were really broken.

Meng Wanzhou still did not forget to talk clichés, but Feng Huali was considered an old man, so how could he not see through her? So whenever Meng Wanzhou asked Feng Huali what questions she had, she kept practicing Tai Chi and pushed the problem to Meng Wanzhou. In the end, Meng Wanzhou not only did not get any useful information, but was trapped by Feng Huali.

Meng Wanzhou left in disappointment. As soon as she left, Nangong Yan'er stepped in. Nangong Yan'er always felt that Nangong Yan'er was not a good person. She had been eavesdropping at the door when she just left, but she heard Feng Huali believe Meng Wanzhou like this, so she hurriedly walked in.

"What's wrong?" Feng Huali asked.

Nangong Yan'er said worriedly: "I am so frank, Li Fei is not a good guy at all. You must not be fooled by her trick."

Feng Huali smiled. She didn't expect that Nangong Yan'er had the ability to tell the difference for so long. As expected, she was very different from the noble lady at the time. Even as a slave, she still cared about herself. It was really rare. Feng Huali said, "Don't worry, I can't see her little tricks at all. I'm just going to play with her."

Nangong Yan'er then woke up and found out that Feng Huali was planning. Sure enough, at this level, Feng Huali could always make herself feel inferior.

On the second day, Feng Huali was going to make all kinds of medicinal food for the emperor. Because there was not much demand for medicinal food, a kitchen was opened in the room west of Dongfu Palace to facilitate Feng Huali's actions.

The ingredients here are specially changed every day. Regardless of whether you need them or not, the fresh ingredients every day are varied, which is dazzling. It really makes Feng Huali feel that he can't use all the medicinal food. It's a pity.

As the saying goes, if you keep getting serious illnesses in your life, the more you are richer and more powerful a person is worried about some minor problems in your body. But Feng Huali really didn't expect that as a emperor, what he had to worry about was too strange.

As soon as he said that today, Su San, a slave beside the emperor, told Feng Huali that the emperor's fingernails broke when he was flipping the book today, and Feng Huali made a corresponding medicinal meal to recuperate.

"Has your fingernails broken?" Feng Huali looked at Su San suspiciously, and even suspected that he was joking with him.

But Su San's expression was particularly serious: "Girl, hurry up and take it to the imperial study room. Don't forget that every medicinal meal must have a poem, otherwise the emperor will be unhappy."

Feng Huali really didn't know whether this emperor was pretentious or artificial, but as a female official of medicinal food, this is her accusation. Anyway, there are so many nutritious medicinal foods, just choose one of them. Feng Huali chose Yangchun Shuangxue stewed lean meat this time. This diet nourishes yin and moistens dryness, which is suitable for calming Yanyu's impetuous heart, so she saves her nails from breaking next time.

Tremella is neither cold nor dry, and it is paired with pears and red dates. It is a perfect meal that clears the heart and moistens the lungs. Adding ginger and sugar adds a different flavor.

After stewing for another half an hour, the lean meat stewed with Yangchun Shuangxue was ready. Feng Huali tasted the taste and just now, he took the tray to the imperial study room. Perhaps because of the afternoon, there were not many people here, so quiet that Feng Huali could clearly hear his footsteps.

After entering the imperial study room, Yan Yu was focusing on the book, but he did not look up at the person who came in.

For some reason, Feng Huali suddenly became a little nervous. She stopped and took a deep breath for a while before regaining her steps to Yan Yu. She placed the bowl with beautiful patterns on the table, lowered her head and said, "Emperor, this is the lean meat stewed with Yangchun Shuangxue, which has the effect of clearing the heart and nourishing the heart."

Yan Yu was still staring at the book in his hand, without even looking at the bowl.

The atmosphere was a bit subtle. Feng Huali saw that he had not responded for a long time and said, "I am sad to sing the spring, and the willows are fragrant and fragrant. This is the prototype of this stewed lean meat with spring and snow."

This poem was pieced together by Feng Huali from the poems she hadn't remembered. After all, it is impossible for all dishes to have their own source of poetry. It is not easy for her to think of such an ancient poem with some connections. It is already very difficult to satisfy the strange hobby of the emperor.

Feng Huali looked up and saw that the man opposite seemed to be frozen and there was no response. It seemed to be a torment when he stayed here, so he said, "Then let's eat while it's hot, and I will take the blame first."

As he said that, Feng Huali moved back step by step, trying to leave quietly. However, Yan Yu put down the book at this time, looked up and glanced at Feng Huali lightly, and said, "Who told you to leave?"

Feng Huali immediately stood there and smiled apologized and said, "Then I'll wait for the emperor to finish eating."

Her actions at this moment were like a frightened rabbit. Yan Yu's eyes were filled with smiles, and his eyes fell on the stewed lean meat in the spring and snow. Unfortunately, Yan Yu had made this medicinal meal for the empress dowager, and he still remembers it very clearly. This was for people who were irritated to clear the fire.

When I brought such a medicinal dish, the hint of it was probably very obvious. Yan Yu waved to Fenghua and said, "Come here."
Chapter completed!