After thinking about Feng Huali's life over the past few days, she clearly saw that it was the afternoon time for the 80-year-old lady. Feng Huali is only twenty now, so she doesn't want to live the elderly so soon.

So Feng Huali planned to find something for herself to do, in order to do this boring life. No matter what, she is still a palace maid in the palace. Everyone outside is busy repairing the palace, so Feng Huali also planned to do her best.

Feng Huali was walking on the road outside Dongfu Palace, and there were many bricks and tiles on the side of the road. Feng Huali also picked up a piece of tiles, but as soon as his hand touched the tiles, a maid came to snatch the work from her. The maid gasped and said, "Sir, you are not in good health, so it's better to take good care of yourself. Let us servants come here for such a rough job."

Feng Huali looked down at the pile of glazed tiles, sighed slightly, and said that he was in this way, and the bricks and tiles seemed to be too laborious. Feng Huali looked up and saw that there were lanterns hanging everywhere. It was not possible to move bricks and tiles, but Feng Huali could still do it if he was hanging a lantern.

So Feng Huali raised a lantern and fixed the ladder. Unfortunately, before her feet were stepped on, someone rushed over to block her. One person persuaded her to leave from the ladder, one snatched the lantern in her hand, and another said flatteringly: "This lantern must be hung so high, so you can't do this in person in such a dangerous thing."

Feng Huali looked up at the eaves, and she understood that these people were robbing their jobs. Feng Huali glanced at them: "What's wrong with you? What have you heard of?"

You can know this by asking, but you can know it once you ask but you don’t know it, and you can know it by threat. Now all the maids in the palace know that when the emperor was outside, Lord Feng was taking care of the emperor with meticulous care. They all said that Feng Huali was the "wives of wives" of slave status, and Feng Huali's identity should be amazing in the future.

What's more, he sat directly with the emperor when he came back that day. Although it was not a court, it was still difficult to guess. Although the emperor always kept silent about whether to confer a title for Feng Huali, his attitude was very firm.

But in everyone's eyes, he felt that even if Feng Huali could not become the imperial concubine, he would be a big celebrity around the emperor. Her words would definitely be of great importance to the affairs of the harem, so the palace maids tried their best to please Feng Huali.

Feng Huali sighed helplessly, and indeed she still couldn't keep a low profile. Even in such a special time, she still couldn't stop people's enthusiasm for gossiping each other. Nothing can be done here. Feng Huali walked northward to see what else could be done.

She then realized that she was not only repairing the palace on the way, but also starting to be decorated with lights everywhere. The red and green things happened. Feng Huali waved to the two palace maids who had walked by next to her, and the two hurriedly walked over respectfully: "What are the instructions of sir?"

Feng Huali pointed to the red ribbon wrapped around the tree and asked, "What are you doing? Have you ever had any happy events recently?"

"Sir, have you forgotten?" The maid looked at her in confusion. "The Spring Festival will be in another week. Although the palace is a bit broken, this festive ornament is of course indispensable."

Feng Huali patted her head. She was really confused. Yue Di told her about this a few days ago, but she actually forgot about it after sleeping. It was not that she had been idle for so many days and had a little bad mind. Feng Huali glanced at another maid beside her and said casually: "What is in your arms?"

"Mr. Feng, please spare me!" The servant was scared to death and threw out the things in his arms with the public wrapping. She panicked and cried, "I will never dare again next time. Master Feng, please spare me this time..."

Feng Huali was stunned, and unexpectedly there was such an unexpected gain. Feng Huali glanced at the woman who kowtowed and apologized, picked up the red cloth bag lightly, then sat down on the stone beside him, slowly spreading it on his legs, and saw that it was full of various decorations.

This high-end decoration style is usually something that only concubines in the palace have, and it is definitely not their own. But just now, I was so scared that I just asked casually. I guess this thing was stolen. Feng Huali sneered: "Tell me, which palace stolen it."

"Yes... it's in the palace of Concubine Xiang-" the woman sobbed.

Feng Huali's finger was dislocated and almost scattered the ornaments to the ground. Feng Huali frowned. Concubine Xiang has such a high status and dared to steal her jewelry unless she was desperate. Or, something happened to Concubine Xiang now. Feng Huali looked at the woman and asked coldly: "Concubine Xiang is okay recently?"

The maid was stunned: "What?"

"The answer is yes." Feng Huali said impatiently.

The maid nodded: "Since the news of the emperor's death came..."

The palace was in chaos, and everyone wanted to bring some valuable things to leave the palace. Although there were still many guards, there were always some missing places. She sought the opportunity to steal these decorations from the Xiang Guifei's room. The court was in chaos now, and Xiang Guifei could not find anyone to help her find the whereabouts of the jewelry.

As for how Concubine Xiang has recently been, it has not been very good since the emperor left, and it was extremely far behind a few days ago. Concubine Xiang is often cold and has become worse and worse, and she can't eat. Recently, she has lost a lot of weight. I heard that she is as thin as a skeleton, and the emperor was scared away and unwilling to see her.

"You go back." Feng Huali said in contemplation. Except for the last sentence Feng Huali was sure that it was not true, she knew nothing about everything else. After all, Concubine Xiang was the first woman she had made in the palace, and she was also a very kind woman. Feng Huali had to visit her.

So Feng Huali went all the way to the palace of Xiang Guifei. The originally prosperous palace was a little ruined, and the hanging lanterns seemed a little poor. Feng Huali frowned deeper when he saw this scene.

Half a month has passed, and the palace has not been repaired yet. Could it be that those people deliberately did not repair it? Feng Huali walked in and happened to see Caihe hanging lanterns and jumping down from under the tree. Caihe's smile solidified the moment she saw Feng Huali. She walked up and looked at Feng Huali who didn't know how to say hello, asking, "Why are you here?"

Cai He's tone is so bad, probably because of the relationship between her prince. Feng Huali smiled and said, "I heard that your empress is sick, I want to come and see her."

Caihe looked at her with her eyes sideways, and she said lightly: "Our lady is fine, sir, please please come back."

Feng Huali hurriedly grabbed her: "Just meet me."

Caihe looked at her deeply before going in to report. After a while, she came out, and then reluctantly led Feng Huali in. It was a little dim inside, and the window seemed to be not repaired, and cold wind kept pouring in. Although there was a charcoal fire inside, it was no different from the temperature outside.

The quilt covered by Concubine Xiang was a little thin, and Feng Huali just looked at it and felt a little cold. No wonder it was caught with the cold. Feng Huali walked up and said with some concern: "Why is it covered with such a thin quilt in this weather..." Feng Huali turned around and said to Yue Di, "Go and bring someone to get the thick quilt on the bed."

Yue Di hurried to go to the office. Concubine Xiang glanced at her and chuckled: "Are you pitying me?"

"How could it be?" Feng Huali sat beside her. Perhaps because of the change in her situation, Concubine Xiang was not as confident as before, and even showed inferiority in front of her. "Why don't you change the bed and quilt? As a Concubine, you won't even have a bed and quilt, right?"

Concubine Xiang lowered her eyes. The thick quilt was stolen by the thief, but the Interior Palace was in a mess again. I was afraid that I had to find the emperor. But now Concubine Xiang doesn't even want to see the emperor, and she doesn't want her to see her like this.

Seeing that she was unwilling to say it, Feng Huali did not force it. After a while of silence, Feng Huali said, "I am going to marry the emperor." Feng Huali always wanted to tell her about this news. After all, among so many concubines in this palace, she is the only one who regards Feng Huali as a friend, so if she wants to turn against each other in the future, Feng Huali is already mentally prepared.

Concubine Xiang chuckled, not surprised by the result. From the look of the emperor's eyes when he looked at Feng Huali, Concubine Xiang clearly understood that the emperor was sincere to this woman, but she completely lost. Concubine Xiang and so many women clearly understood that the emperor and they were just acting together.

It’s just that I loved the wrong person at the beginning, and did not believe the family’s dissuasion, and insisted on marrying such a supreme man. Concubine Xiang looked at Feng Huali and smiled: “If you win, I will not stop you.”

Feng Huali said: "I never thought about who to win. I just felt that among so many women in this harem, you are my only friend, so I thought about coming to talk to you." As for stopping, even if she really had plans, Feng Huali would not let her succeed.

Concubine Xiang smiled self-deprecatingly: "There are no friends in this harem, some of them are just interests and betrayals."

Feng Huali shook his head. The first concubine Xiufei was kind and generous, which should be considered a clear stream in the harem. If everyone could have a peaceful state of mind like her, the harem would have been much more normal: "I saved you so many times back then. If the Empress was not the Empress, I might not have saved you."

Concubine Xiang was spared by her words, and she was puzzled.

Feng Huali smiled indifferently, and his voice suddenly became cold: "The Xiufei at the beginning had hope for everything, and she would not be like this now. However, after some coldness, she fell down with regret. If this continues, the Empress will become a resentful woman in the deep palace like other men."
Chapter completed!