As soon as New Year's Eve passed, the rest of the year until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year was very busy.

Fang Yun almost misses the days when she was pregnant and bedridden last year.

Only now do I know how happy it is to escape the New Year rituals.

Originally, my winter clothes were heavy, with three layers of auspicious clothes on the inside and three layers on the outside. I also had a watermelon-like flower crown on my head. It was not easy to have no one to support me when I kowtowed.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he worshiped his ancestors in the ancestral temple, but within half a day, Fang Yun felt pain in his scalp from being pressed.

But the most uncomfortable thing was kneeling in the Ancestral Temple.

It was good that she had a high status, and there was a brazier warming her kneeling in the palace, and the wind could not blow it, but outside the palace there were all the civil and military officials, the imperial concubines, and the low-status concubines.

It was almost like being blown away by the cold wind.

The blowing north wind blows towards my face like a big-eared blower.

After a day of blowing, everyone has a red face.

It was finally over on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. It happened to snow heavily on the night of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, so the queen took advantage of the situation and told her not to go to Jiaofang Hall to pay her respects tomorrow morning.

Not to mention that Fang Yun likes the queen, and his work is really lovable.

Don't bother yourself, don't bother others, let's all have a good rest.

Returning to Yuzhang Palace in the afternoon, Fang Yun fell directly onto the soft floor by the window as if his bones had been ripped out.

Yanwei brought hot water over, wetted it with a handkerchief, and wiped his hands carefully.

"Your Majesty is weak. I'm afraid she's exhausted after so many days of toil. This servant ordered the kitchen to cook ginseng and chicken soup early in the morning. Your Majesty should take some tonic after drinking it, so that she can have some strength."

"I really can't eat or drink, I just want to lie down." Fang Yun looked helpless, "I won't say anything else, which ancestor designed this corolla? It's so heavy that it can crush people to death. I

After wearing it for so many days, my neck is almost broken."

As she spoke, Qingrong placed her cloak next to her, and now she came over with hot tea.

"Don't tell me that the queen is tired. I feel tired just looking at you. The queen's phoenix crown must be heavier."

"The Queen is the mother of a country, and she should be like this." Fang Yun smiled, and then asked, "Where is the second princess?"

Yanwei replied, "I am also tired, so I asked the wet nurse to take her back to sleep."

Although the second princess was young and did not have to participate in the whole process as fully as the adults, she was still very tired.

Fang Yun nodded and rested for a while before getting up and changing into his regular clothes.

He turned around and looked at the fourth prince.

It was difficult to feed the children in the palace, let alone the fourth prince who was born weak. Fang Yun was more concerned about it than anyone else.

After finishing this trip, I went back to have dinner.

The next day.

It was already the end of Chen hour when I woke up.

Knowing that she was tired, the maids did not come to call her. They waited until she woke up before coming in to serve her.

"Breakfast is ready. I've cooked millet porridge and crystal dumplings. Madam, please wash up and have your meal. Doctor Zeng will come to ask for Ping'an's pulse in a while."

Qingrong muttered softly while waiting for Fang Yun to get up.

After a comfortable sleep, I felt refreshed and refreshed.

After washing and dressing up, I was about to sit down to eat when I heard the sound of the emperor arriving from outside.

"This is really a coincidence." Fang Yun smiled helplessly.

He put down his chopsticks, got up and went out to pick up the driver.

There is a two-day break on the seventh and eighth day of the lunar month. From the ninth day of the lunar month, Pei Yao will start going to court again. This is considered a holiday.

"I, my concubine, see you, Your Majesty. Long live your Majesty." Fang Yun bowed and saluted.

Pei Yao pulled her up in a good mood, "Thanks to your kind words, there is really good news."

"As for the good news from the emperor, let me pity you that I am still hungry." Fang Yun coquettishly pulled someone into the house, "Is it okay for me to eat and listen to the emperor?"

They get along more in private, and the two of them become more and more casual.

Her coquettish look was extremely cute in Pei Yao's eyes.

"Today, Your Majesty spared your morning greetings, so you slept in bed. You are now a mother, and you are still like a child. If you don't eat on time, you may starve your spleen and stomach." Pei Yao muttered.

Fang Yun just smiled and allowed him to speak.

And he personally filled a bowl of millet porridge and handed it to him.

"Your Majesty, please give it a try. I slept a little longer today, and the porridge also simmered a little longer. It's soft, glutinous and sweet."

"It's all thanks to you."

Although Pei Yao was teasing, he still took the bowl from her and took a bite.

Seeing this, Fang Yun was no longer polite, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating slowly.

The two just chatted at the dinner table.

"Duanrou was so aroused by your New Year's Eve banquet that she had a quarrel with Yin Changce when she returned home. They were going to live separately and think about their mistakes behind closed doors. The couple had a cold war and exposed a lot of flaws. I have sent people to find a lot of evidence.

"

Pei Yao spoke in a low voice.

"The emperor is so happy, it seems that Princess Duanrou's private treasury must be very rich." Fang Yun said.

Judging from the information originally collected, Pei Yu must have obtained a lot of money illegally.

But it's a fat nest.

Sure enough, Pei Yao nodded.

"I have a lot of money, but I have also done a lot of dirty things. After I came to the throne, the government was so complicated that I had no time to pay attention to her. I never thought that she and the father and son of Jinrong Houfu would do it in just one year.

He did a lot of dirty things."

Speaking of this, Pei Yao's face became a little gloomy.

"The loan sharks are just for show. They also open casinos, engage in prostitution, buy and sell people, counterfeit antiques, seize fertile farmland, etc. It's too long to list."

"It's so excessive." Fang Yun couldn't help but frowned, "It's only been a year, are they so bold?"

Pei Yao sneered, "Money can make the world go round, and they are naturally willing to do the work that makes money quickly. Of course, Duanrou doesn't know all of this. Most of it is Jin Ronghou and his son who beat her."

Made of flags.”

"When will the emperor plan to remove this cancer?" Fang Yun asked.

"There's no rush." ​​Pei Yao personally gave Fang Yun a crystal dumpling, "Wait until the fifteenth is over, and then we'll settle things slowly."

When he said this, he must have already made a plan, and Fang Yun didn't ask any more questions.

Just after breakfast, Dr. Zeng came over.

In the harem of Manchu, that is, Fang Yun, the imperial doctor came to diagnose Ping'an pulse every day. Of course, it was also because of her frailty.

Dr. Zeng not only looked at her, but also looked at the fourth prince.

After diagnosing Fang Yun's pulse, Imperial Physician Zeng said:

"Your Majesty is in good health, and she will continue to take care of herself as usual. However, I think it is because she was tired a few days ago. She needs to rest more these days."

"Thank you, Imperial Physician Zeng." Fang Yun nodded, "Qingrong, take the Imperial Physician to the Fourth Prince."

Qingrong bowed and took Imperial Physician Zeng out.

After leaving the main hall, Imperial Physician Zeng spoke in a low voice.

"Miss Qingrong, Your Majesty was here just now. I have nothing to say. When I came to diagnose your empress's pulse today, the Yilan Hall of Yichun Palace also invited an imperial doctor. They said that Wan Lingyi seemed to have caught wind and cold and was feeling unwell."

Upon hearing this, Qingrong became more serious and nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Zeng, for informing me. I will tell you what I know."

"Girl, you're welcome." Dr. Zeng bowed his hand.

Now that he has been serving Concubine Zhao, the fourth prince and the second princess, he naturally wants to show his loyalty.

If he can find a favored master, his life in Taiyuan Hospital will be easier.

After leading him to diagnose the fourth prince's pulse, Qingrong quickly returned to the main hall, found an excuse, and invited Fang Yun into the inner room.
Chapter completed!