Zhang Huashang was quite moved, Yang Yun's face turned blue and white, and she scolded Zhang Huashang for being ungrateful. She could only go back to the room with embarrassment in front of everyone's sight.

Zhou Yun was also attracted by attention and looked up.

She had only had time to see Zhang Huashang's back, and just one glance, Zhou Yun frowned.

In fact, there was no conflict between her and Zhang Huashang in the past, and she didn't understand why Zhang Huashang targeted her like this?

But no matter what, it is a fact that Gu Yan lost the election because of her, and it is also destined that she and Zhang Huashang are opposites.

On the other side of the corridor, some noble girls sat at the stone table.

Compared to others, they have a much more natural attitude. Even when facing the people in Jujiao Palace, they are neither humble nor arrogant.

Among them, a woman in blue, holding her face and muttered softly: "Miss Zhang seems to be so angry."

She tilted her head and looked at the woman sitting in the middle: "Sister Zhuang, tomorrow is a talent show, why are you still reading a book?"

Sister Zhuang heard this, heard the words of the woman in green, raised her eyes from the book and looked at her faintly:

"The result of the draft is not yet determined, and some people's minds are too impetuous."

I don't know who she is talking about.

Luo Qiushi smiled sweetly: "This beautiful girl in the yard is probably only Sister Zhuang will be so calm."

Her eyes swept over the fingertips of Zhuang Yisui pressing on the corner of the book, and the smile in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Zhuang Yisui did not talk and laugh with her, but lowered her eyes and poured her mind into the book.

It's just a long time ago, and the book has never turned pages.

Fuling didn't stay for a long time, and when Zhou Yun applied the medicine, he left quickly. After all, Concubine Zhen still needs her, so she can't be separated for too long.

Through a locust tree, Zhou Yun looked at Mama Liu from afar. She held her cheek with one hand and tilted her head.

Madam Liu paused and lowered her head slightly.

Zhou Yun took back his gaze as if nothing had happened. In just one day, she could not give Liu Mama much time to consider.

She didn't have much hope for Mama Liu. After all, if Mama Liu didn't think about it, she would have to do other actions.

The queen would keep someone for Zhang Huashang, but there was no reason why Concubine Zhen would let her be bullied.

But fortunately, Madam Liu did not disappoint her.

——

The Palace of the Virtue.

As soon as Fu Yun entered the study, there was a bookshelves placed against the wall in the study, famous paintings were hung on the side wall, and the jade incense burner on the desk was lit with incense, and white smoke rose into the sky, and a faint red sandalwood fragrance overflowed.

Since he was crowned, the emperor asked him to take over the trivial matters of the Ministry of Personnel. Now he is in the imperial examination and he is very busy every day.

"Dong--"

The door was knocked, and Zhang Chong pushed the door in, bowed behind him, and spoke hesitantly:

"Prince, Zhaoyi sent someone to invite you to the palace."

Fu Yun didn't even lift his eyelids and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"The person who came did not explain."

After all, it was his master's biological mother. Zhang Chong hesitated and said something to him: "Maybe Zhaoyi is not feeling well."

These words fell into Fu Yun's ears, and he pulled the corner of his mouth.

I thought to myself that Zhang Chong finally made a good excuse for the man. He did not say such unwitting words as Zhao Yi missed the prince like before.

Tomorrow is the palace selection, why did Meng Zhaoyi meet him at this time? Fu Yun knew it very well.

He was impatient to perform the deep love between mother and son with Meng Zhaoyi, lowered his eyes and said directly:

"I said that the palace is busy and I will go to pay her a blessing another day."

Zhang Chong responded, but before he left, he suddenly remembered something and said respectfully: "There is another thing. The palace people passed the message and said that Jujiao Palace has hired an imperial physician again today."

Fu Yun frowned.

He raised his head and lowered his face: "What's going on?"

"It was said that I was suffering from wind yesterday and had a cough disease again."

After a sentence came to an end, Zhang Chong was also confused. If it were discussed, the prince and the prince were more like mother and son than Meng Zhaoyi.

Fu Yun stopped writing and was quiet for a long time before he stood up and walked out:

"Go and see your mother."

Zhang Chong was surprised in his heart how he changed his mind. Seeing that he was almost gone, he quickly calmed down his mind and followed him.

Half an hour later, in the palace, Qiuliang Palace.

Fu Yun sat upright in his seat, with a cup of hot tea in his hand. After saying a few words of greetings, he kept saying nothing.

Meng Zhaoyi was filled with air.

Every time Fu Yun enters her palace, he looks cold and frivolous, which makes people bored when he looks for it for no reason.

However, Meng Zhaoyi still remembers why she asked Fu Yun to enter the palace today. She was on fire and showed a gentle smile:

"Yun'er, my mother asked you to come today, because she had something to discuss with you."

Fu Yun knew that he had finally come, so he looked up and said, "My mother has something to say, so why not just say it."

The warm words between them were too false.

Meng Zhaoyi heard what he meant, squeezed his handkerchief tightly, and then said with a smile:

"This time the talent show, your cousin An You is here, and you are not young now. You should marry a concubine."

As soon as these words came to an end, not to mention Fu Yun, even Zhang Chong's mind was buzzing.

Who is the Meng family? It is only a fifth-rank official position. Liangdi's status is high when such a family enters the royal palace. Zhaoyi dares to think about it. As soon as he opens his mouth, he becomes the position of the princess.

Fu Yun was not angry, or he had expected this long ago.

If she just wants to arrange someone into the position of a concubine or a concubine, she is Fu Yun’s mother, and she can always do it.

But Meng Zhaoyi is not a fool, as the position of the princess, even if she wants to support her mother, she knows that the people of her mother cannot become the princess.

In addition to the prince, the emperor attaches great importance to Fu Yun, the third son. Therefore, let alone the emperor agree, it would be a good thing not to take her anger.

Fu Yun did not agree or refuse, and stood up directly:

"If the mother really thinks this way, let's discuss with the father and take the leave."

After saying that, he didn't even want to look at Meng Zhaoyi again, and turned around and left.

Behind him, Meng Zhaoyi's face turned pale, and Su Qi hurriedly supported her: "Master, please get rid of your anger."

Meng Zhaoyi pounded the desk: "Look at him, he looks a little like he takes this mother in his eyes!"

"I am afraid that my heart is looking forward to my hometown going earlier, so that he can do what he wants!"

Su Qi was so scared that she knelt on the ground. If these words were heard, it would be that His Highness would be accused of being unfilial.

She frowned without a trace and quickly waved everyone away.

Fu Yun left Qiuliang Palace, and his air pressure was extremely low. Zhang Chong followed behind, not daring to breathe for a moment.

After walking two steps, Zhang Chong found that something was wrong in this direction. It seemed that it was not the way to go outside the palace. He looked up and saw that the palace gate of Jujiao Palace was right in front of him.

Zhang Chong looked up and peeked at the back of his prince, muttering in his heart, the prince said at that time, who was he talking about when he went to the palace to visit his mother?

As soon as I approached Jujiao Hall, I heard a sound:

"The Empress is not feeling well and I am afraid she can't receive Your Highness. Your Highness, Prince An, should I invite you back."

A gentle smile on King An's face paused, and there was no trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Because of his relationship with Zhou Yun, he had never been treated coldly in Jujiao Palace. Some time ago, he clearly felt that the imperial concubine's attitude towards him became more gentle.

How come the people in Jujiao Palace changed their faces in just a few days?

King An was afraid that the situation would change, so he hung a hint of worry on his eyebrows: "My mother is not feeling well? Have you ever hired an imperial physician?"

He claimed that the princess was his mother, and what idea he had in his heart was self-evident.

Fuling didn't want to talk to him, for fear of being unable to control himself:

"I have already invited you, and the Empress can't live without anyone, so I won't send you to King An."

She said everything she wanted to see off guests, but King An was shameless and wanted to say something, but suddenly a sentence came from behind:

"Since Zhen's mother is in a state of health, my fifth brother should not disturb Zhen's mother's mother's mother's rest."

King An's face changed a little, and he turned around and saw Fu Yun standing not far away with his hands behind his back. He tightened his palms before lowering his eyes and said:

"What the emperor said is."

He paused, then raised his head, revealing some doubts: "How could the emperor be here?"

Fu Yun swept over Fuling and looked a little uncomfortable, his eyebrows and eyes became colder, as if he was annoyed by King An, so he just said perfunctory:
To be continued...