After half a month, An Nuan weaved it was quite peaceful. Lan Nian'an had been busy with diplomatic issues with Hu Qiuguo. I heard that elite troops had been sent to guard outside the mansion where Murong Wushang and Murong Xiao lived to be responsible for their safety. It was just that the dispatch was always necessary to worry, so there was little time to come to the harem.

For the harem, the emperor was busy with political affairs, which naturally reduced the chances of concubines competing for favor. It cannot be said to be a bad thing, but it seems much deserted if the harem does not fight or fight. The concubines are also repelled from each other on the surface.

An Nuanzhi was happy and free. As long as she did not infringe on the interests around her and her children's little cake, she would turn a blind eye to maintain her apparent harmony. The small battle between concubines could be ignored.

However, there is something that made An Nuanzhi particularly concerned. Recently, strange things happened to Fengli Palace. Every three days, there is a gift placed at the door of the palace. It is either a white dance uniform or a cross stitch that An Nuanzhi used to embroider. It is something that An Nuanzhi used in his previous life or something that An Nuanzhi would use in his previous life. Every time he received such a gift, An Nuanzhi would feel a little irritable.

She could naturally guess who the gift was. She also specifically instructed Xiaoqi not to enter the palace in the near future. On the one hand, she did not want her identity as the Queen of Mo Yu in her previous life, and on the other hand, she did not want Xiaoqi to see Murong Wushang again to cause new trouble, but it seemed that this did not work.

Since Murong Wushang sent these things every three days, it means that he is already sure who An Nuanzhi’s true identity is. He is reminding her in disguise and pestering her unscrupulously, which makes An Nuanzhi very distressed, but there is no way out...

At this point, she could only take one step at a time. Before Lan Nianan could realize Murong Wushang's misconduct towards her, she should be content with her, be content with her, be content with her, be calm, be calm, and never be able to hold back her trump card...

Of course, An Nuanzhi is no longer the same An Nuanzhi as before. She will no longer allow others to invade her bottom line. If Murong Wushang really forced her into anger, she would mercilessly let him pay the corresponding price for what he did!

The wind is quiet, and it is about to come to night. The mansion hidden under the lush green is filled with a hint of coolness and magnificence.

In the mansion blocked and protected by the elite soldiers of Anguo, Murong Wushang stood in the wind. An older eunuch came over and stood with his hands down, "Emperor, Concubine Zhong sent someone to ask, when will you go for a meal?"

Murong Wushang was uninterested when he thought of Concubine Zhong’s face that had passed away. He said impatiently, “Tell Concubine Zhong, don’t wait for me, tell her to use it first!”

"Yes." The servant went back to report his life. Murong Wushang sighed. He stared at the portrait of the woman hanging on the wall, unable to move his eyes blankly.

Every three days, it was when he went to Anguo Palace to see her. He always carried a "little gift" with him to remind her that he had been paying attention to her and that he still had her in his heart. Although he knew that he was dirty doing this, and even disturbing her life, he just couldn't let go of his love for her.

So his martial arts came in handy at this time, and he could almost never see it, not be noticed by the guards in the palace.

Sometimes it was very lucky that Murong Wushang happened to see her coming out of the palace. Whenever he looked at her from a distance, he felt full of contentment. Her eyebrows, her eyes, her temperament, and her behavior touched his sight, making him linger. He seemed to have returned to his warm wife more than thirty years ago, their love.

The reason why Murong Wushang was so sure that An Nuanzhi was the lady Nuan he had been thinking about day and night was because he had already used her birth date and horoscope to find Lingpo and divination. He had already experienced Lingpo's magic for a long time. He could bring An Nuanzhi back to life more than thirty years ago, and in more than thirty years, he could tell all the ins and outs of it with just one divination, so he firmly believed that she was the person he was looking for. If possible, he would use any means to get her back to him.

He is a very planned man, he is meticulous and determined to win everything before doing it.

"Uncle Emperor, are you feeling uncomfortable recently?" Concubine Zhong brought a large number of maids and maids to Murong Wushang's bed early in the morning to serve Murong Wushang's washing.

Concubine Zhong is the only person who stayed in the mansion with Murong Wushang and the only concubine who was left by Murong Wushang for thirty years. Perhaps she smiled very much like An Nuanzhi, so her mother is the mother of the emperor of the dynasty (Concubine Lan is dead, and Murong Xiao has been given to Concubine Zhong since she was a child).

Of course, Concubine Zhong didn't know that she was favored because she looked like Mrs. Nuan. She only knew that now her adopted son Murong Xiao has become the emperor and her status will not be shaken for the time being. However, she is still relatively smart and did not show her ambitious and domineering side. He knew that because of Anguo and Hu Qiuguo's diplomacy, Murong Xiao and Murong Wushang's relationship was very rigid recently, so she naturally had to be more careful to prevent Murong Wushang from abolishing Murong Xiao and establishing a new crown prince.

Murong Wushang also looked at Concubine Zhong lukewarmly. The real Mrs. Nuan appeared, and the substitute had lost her value. He had lost her former affection and patience when he treated her.

"Concubine Zhong hopes that something will happen to me so that Murong Xiao can destroy Hu Qiuguo soon?!" With his sinister eyes and cold tone, Murong Wushang got angry at Concubine Zhong for the first time.

Concubine Zhong hurriedly knelt on the ground and explained, "Emperor, I dare not, and I dare not curse the emperor. I only care about the emperor's dragon body. The emperor is my husband. How dare I..."

"Okay!" Murong Wushang interrupted her impatiently. "Woman's knowledge, whisper! Get out quickly!"

Concubine Zhong bit her lip and said that being with the king is like a tiger. Concubine Zhong is well aware of this. She thought she knew Murong Wushang very well, but she never expected that Murong Wushang would not show her mercy in front of so many people. She was almost furious!

After leaving, Concubine Zhong looked hatred. She remembered that she had been with Murong Wushang for nearly thirty years. Not only did she worry about the things in the Six Palaces, she also helped Murong Wushang and Concubine Lan take care of Murong Xiao. Now Murong Xiao has become the emperor. She thought that her daughter-in-law who had been in trouble for many years had finally gained a day of excitement, but she never expected that Murong Wushang's attitude towards her had drastically declined. Why was this happening? She wanted to know the reason even more!

"Liu Fu! Tell me, can the Supreme Emperor have had a close relationship with some woman recently?" Concubine Zhong called her confidant whom she had placed beside Murong Wushang. Liu Fu said that she was still her distant relative, so she relied on him to promote him.

Liu Fu pretended to look solemn and recalled for a while. In fact, since he was promoted to a high position by Concubine Zhong, he has been addicted to fighting for power and profit. He has no time to monitor Murong Wushang on weekdays. He has no idea about this matter, but he knows that Concubine Zhong is a woman with great suspicion and strong jealousy, and he will never give up until he achieves his goal.

"When I came back to the Queen, the Emperor of the Supreme Emperor often mentioned the third lady of the Lanling family of Hu Qiuguo recently, saying that she was good at singing and dancing, with a gentle and graceful figure, and was very interesting." Because of the tax issues in Hu Qiuguo's Qi County, Liu Fu and the Lanling family were mortal enemies, so he found this excuse to slander Lanling. He wanted to use Concubine Zhong's hands to get rid of Lanling.

Although Concubine Zhong was good at calculating, she didn't expect Liu Fu to use her. She gritted her teeth without thinking.

"Lanling swept the cunning fox, it seems that he wants to let Ruhua's beautiful third daughter hook the Supreme Emperor, and think beautifully! How could this palace let a little vixen born by an old fox take power! Liu Fu, now you go to my second uncle's house and tell them to make a random crime and demote the Lanling family to the frontier, and never return to the capital."

"Yes!" Liu Fu didn't expect that it would be so easy to get rid of Lanling's family. He couldn't help but be very proud. He was about to step down to execute Concubine Zhong's imperial eunuch, and a small eunuch hurried in from outside.

"Oh no, Concubine Zhong, the Supreme Emperor fainted from the heat stroke in Nian Nuantang!"

"Nian Nuantang?" Concubine Zhong's face changed suddenly. "Nian Nuantang" was specially built by Murong Wushang to commemorate Mrs. Nuan. Concubine Zhong knew that the entire mansion was built for Mrs. Nuan. For more than thirty years, she had been tolerating Murong Wushang's heart with another woman and also acquiesced to the existence of this mansion. However, Nian Nuantang was different. There were not only the clothes that the woman had worn and the hair accessories she had used, but also many poems and portraits that Murong Wushang wrote to me to remember her. Speaking of which, it was the most taboo thing that Concubine Zhong was, and when it came to the words, it was a heart-wrenching pain in her heart.

Why did the emperor go to the Nian Nuantang for no reason and faint there?

"Liu Fu, do you have something to hide from me?" Based on Concubine Zhong's scheming, she quickly guessed what was going on.

Liu Fu was shocked. Unexpectedly, the seamless lie he knitting was exposed before he could walk out of this door. He couldn't help but kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Grandmaster, please spare me. I don't know that the emperor was distracted by the matter of the deceased Mrs. Nuan. Please forgive me for my misunderstanding. But my loyalty to the Empress can be seen in the sky." Liu Fu's three-inch tongue spit out lotus flowers.

Concubine Zhong was upset, and she couldn't help but waved her hand and said, "Go down."

"Yes." Liu Fu saved his life but did not forget to ask, "Then ask the Queen, what is the Lanling family's affairs..."

Concubine Zhong thought for a few seconds, "You can't miss a single one even if you kill a thousand people by mistake. The emperor is a person with a temperament, so he is afraid that the little vixen will be thinking about it. You can deal with it immediately!"

"Yes, yes." Liu Fu was overjoyed. Although he was suspicious, he was about to get rid of his mortal enemy in the name of the fake Concubine Zhong. It would be a lie to be unhappy!

Watching Liu Fu leave, Concubine Zhong ordered to his servants, "I will pass on the imperial edict from this palace and immediately ask the emperor and queen of Anguo to come!"

"Yes." The little eunuch was busy informing him. Concubine Zhong led his people to the residence of the Supreme Emperor Murong Wushang. Before he could enter, he saw that everyone was in a hurry.

It is no wonder that the Supreme Emperor has always been very healthy. Even if he is over fifty, he is elegant and handsome. He cannot see the traces left by the years on him. Not to mention being sick, even colds are rare. It is really strange that he can't get bedridden by just one heatstroke, and everyone has lost their composure.

As soon as Concubine Zhong entered, Lan Nian'an and An Nuanzhi arrived, and Murong Xi'ao also arrived.

Murong Xi'ao glanced at An Nuanzhi with a faint look, her eyes seemed to have endless words and longing for love. It seemed that he had not given up on her yet, but was just suffering from the inconvenience of her identity.

An Nuanzhi had no intention of meeting Murong Xi'ao's gaze. She quickly turned away and turned a blind eye. However, after all, the other party was the emperor of Hu Qiuguo, so etiquette still had to be taken into consideration.

"How is the Supreme Emperor?" Out of politeness, An Nuanzhi greeted him with a proper attitude.

Murong Xi'ao stared at An Nuanzhi in a daze. Although he had no physical movements or malicious intentions, his entangled eyes had already troubled An Nuanzhi. She couldn't help but retreat and instinctively stood beside Lan Nian'an, trying to avoid him.

"Niangmai, come here."

With his arms around, Lan Nian'an cooperated very well and blocked her and Murong Xi'ao domineeringly. He used his tall body to protect An Nuaniori, so that An Nuaniori could not be so embarrassing.
Chapter completed!