&1t;>The two of them reconciled again, and their relationship was much better than before. Yan Yu paid great attention to all kinds of women because of this, so as not to misunderstand by being seen by Feng Huali next time. But the two were tired of being together for a few days, and there was an urgent matter outside the palace that the emperor needed to deal with, and the Dongfu Palace was much empty again.

What does it feel like to have exquisite food but cannot be eaten?

For Feng Huali, who has a huge appetite, it is no different from the greatest pain.

What's more, Feng Huali has been picky about food since she was pregnant. Now she finally has a meal that suits her heart, and the key is that she can only watch it.

Feng Huali sat on the stool and felt what it felt like to be sitting on pins and needles. Her eyes sternly, and the little palace servant next to her pauses with chopsticks, but had to smile carefully and said.

"Empress, you are pregnant now, so you must be careful about diet and other expenses. After all, you are pregnant with His Majesty's little prince. If something goes wrong, no one can bear it."

As the little mute said, he also looked down and went to pick up the dishes on the plate. After trying every dish, including pastries, she stood up and signaled to the person behind to set the dishes. From her relaxed expression, it was obvious that there was nothing wrong with these dishes, and there was no need to worry about the meal at the moment.

She really had no way to think about it. If the poison in the ancestor's diet caused the little prince to have problems, those who are servants would not know what terrible treatment they would be treated. The so-called emperor was angry and buried in millions of corpses and bleeding thousands of miles away. Just thinking about it would be a terrible thing.

The one I just served was still steaming, but after trying it, Feng Huali took a sip of the bamboo shoots at hand and felt a sense of despair, that kind of coldness. After leaving the palace, the emperor was very worried that someone would harm Feng Huali while he was not there, so his defense was almost dozens of times that of ordinary people.

Not only was a fly unable to fly in, but even the food had to be inspected repeatedly before it could be placed in front of Feng Huali. Feng Huali sighed lightly: "It's just a meal. It's fine to try the silver needle, but you still have to ask someone to try it..."

When Feng Huali thought of those palace ladies who tried the poison, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy. As Feng Huali, who was once a modern person, naturally knew that the poisons that could be detected by Silver Needle were just sulfides...org Yawen, she had forgotten about the roughly, but her current situation still reminded her of this knowledge point.

It is actually just a psychological comfort to say that the silver needle turns black when it encounters poison. Of course, these are all small things, the key is... Forget it, you can't blame these ancient people for their thoughts as they are. After a long time of life, Feng Hua Lixing himself is basically an ancient person.

After not having a few bites of the meal, he quickly took it down. After the medicine soup was brought up, Feng Huali was too lazy to show any disgust. After all, it would be better to accept things that cannot resist calmly, so that he could feel comfortable.

With this mentality, Feng Huali was ready to spend time. It was not difficult to find hot tea, pastries and fruits. Feng Huali read through a few essay books and then consciously nestled on the warm-cold.

As time approaches, my stomach naturally grows bigger and bigger, so how to lie down is really a dilemma for adults. Fortunately, if you find it temporarily, it is the new one on the market, and the story is also fascinating enough.

But what's so miserable is that the story here is thin booklets. Almost as soon as the emotions are rendered, the story goes to the end. The next few books will all have the same ending without exception.

Feng Huali was still a little unsatisfied at first, but later he had to take a deep breath to force himself to calm down. You should know that in this palace, there are already some entertainment things that can be enjoyed, and Feng Huali dared not ask for anything anymore.

The tea soup was cold, and only the fruit cores were left. As for the originally exquisite pastries, they were now gnawed. Feng Huali looked out the window and it was darker. She knocked on the location of the case next to her as usual, and a palace servant bowed in.

Judging from his figure alone, Fenghua tied up the blanket at his hand and stopped the palace servants who were nearby from adding lamp oil.

"Where is the moon diary?"

The little gumi man paused, but fortunately the candlelight had already paid attention to illuminating the entire palace. She carefully adjusted the expression on her face and quickly raised her head.

"I am dressed in the palace outside. I just do some things like cleaning the courtyard or watering flowers on weekdays. It is common sense that Concubine Shu has no impression of me."

"Sister Yue Di went out of the palace to buy things. Maybe she will be back at this time tomorrow."

As the little palace servant spoke, he took all the things on the desk. Feng Huali's face was blushing and his heart was beating. If she had been cleaning up, she would have cleaned up recently. Especially since she became pregnant, Feng Huali felt much more and more coquettish.

"Are the guards outside the palace gate still here?"

Feng Huali asked with hope, but what he responded to was just a cruel nod.

Although this is obviously a fact, it is really hopeless to express it directly like this. Feng Huali's eyes turned and finally caught an opportunity. Taking advantage of the gap between the palace servants cleaning elsewhere, she still left the door of the main hall.

However, the two guards at the door were still standing there dutifully. Feng Huali just took a step forward and saw them turn around. Although the two big knives were not unsheathed, she subconsciously retreated a few steps.

After all, such cold weapons are enough to take a look. Feng Huali has no martial arts skills now, and it is harder to go out than climbing the sky. But the emperor gave an order, worried that there would be some thieves outside and would not allow her to leave the palace.

"This is for your safety. Concubine Shu should not make things difficult for us."

The other guard even claimed that although both of them were saying words to beg for mercy, Feng Huali could not see the sincerity they expressed. She whispered quietly and turned back to the yard immediately. She now had great reason to believe that if the environment here was a little worse, it would be no different from the dungeon.
Chapter completed!