Rouping was shocked by Concubine Yu's words. Although the master and servant talked about everything, this was the first time the master of this kind of rebellious matter was revealed. He knelt on the ground with a plop, and Rouping stammered: "Empress, don't say it anymore. As long as you understand this kind of thing yourself."

Concubine Yu did not answer, but Feng Wuhen in the dark room fell into deep despair. Nothing was even more heartbreaking than the sudden break of beautiful hope. He could not imagine that a woman who was so noble and elegant in front of others could deliberately calculate what kind of benefits his son could get. One sentence of "waste" and "scamless" pierced his heart like a knife, making him bloody. Is this the most enviable glory and wealth of the common people? He didn't know, really didn't know...

The conversation in the room continued, but Feng Wuhen walked out in a daze. When Concubine Yu and Rouping were talking, no one dared to be present, and the vigilance of the hunter who had been teaching him since childhood played a big role. No one noticed that he eavesdropped on a shocking conversation here. Bathed in the sun again, Feng Wuhen could not feel a trace of warmth. On the contrary, a trace of coolness was slowly penetrated into his heart. Here, it was too cold. The sky that looked blue just now was gloomy at this moment; the palace that looked magnificent just now was cold and hard and ruthless; the eunuch and palace maid who looked humble just now seemed so cold at this moment, and both eyes and actions gave people a feeling of contempt. The thirteen-year-old boy felt so helpless for the first time. What should he do? It is impossible to go back. What should he do?

"The Seventh Prince," a familiar and terrifying voice suddenly came from behind. Feng Wuhen couldn't help but take two steps back before turning around. Yes, it was the woman he called Aunt Ping, the woman who discussed the most terrifying things with his mother.

Rouping looked at the fear on Feng Wuhen's face in surprise. She didn't know what happened just now, but the empress's heart-wrenching made her unable to have any mercy. If you want to blame, blame you for being born in the imperial family. Rouping said silently in her heart. "The Seventh Prince, Your Highness Eleventh Prince has come to pay tribute to the empress. You two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time. The empress invites you to the main hall."

The eleventh prince? Feng Wuhen's heart suddenly jumped. It was the prince who monopolized his mother's heart and his nominal brother. Although Guanzhi made him never want to see the woman's face again, his emotions still prompted him to see the son whom his mother regarded as treasures. He agreed vaguely.

In the main hall, Concubine Yu looked at the child who contained all his hopes with joy, and his pity was beyond words. Although he was only ten years old, the eleventh prince Feng Wuxi had the most lacking thing Feng Wuhen had, that is, heroism and health. As the emperor's favorite child, he was undoubtedly the darling of the harem. In order to make up for Concubine Yu's shortcomings, the emperor even allowed him to live in the Tingfeng Pavilion in Lingbo Palace, which made many concubines with children dissatisfied. After all, it took them several months to take a look at their children.

As soon as Feng Wuhen entered the door, he saw a picture he wanted to have the most. Concubine Yu caressed Feng Wuxi's hair with affection, and the strong maternal care in her eyes was undoubtedly revealed. For a moment, Feng Wuhen even felt that she was completely unnecessary. After a while of silence, Concubine Yu finally noticed the son, and her eyes suddenly became cold, "Wuhen, Wuxi, you two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you ask?" She said reluctantly.

Thirteen-year-old Feng Wuhen stared at the ten-year-old Feng Wuxi, with jealousy in his eyes. Facing this younger brother who was pampered with thousands of love, he actually found that he had a violent impulse. This was a child with pink makeup and jade. The light of the royal family shone in his eyes, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth showed his pride. "Brother Seven." Feng Wuxi's mouth burst out these two words, but he never said anything more. At the age of ten, he knew the world better than his brother who had been bedridden for many years, and his eyes were full of pride and cunning. Of course, he would not pay attention to this dispensable brother.

"Eleventh Brother." He asked reluctantly, Feng Wuhen could no longer stay there, and gritted his teeth and asked to leave. "Mother, my son suddenly felt uncomfortable. Can you take your leave first?"

Concubine Yu didn't want to talk to her son anymore, and without any refusal, she signaled Rouping to lead him away. Rouping just sent him to the palace gate and made an excuse to go back. Feng Wuhen did not notice that Hongru and Luyin had lost their traces. In his mind, the mother's words were constantly whispering and whispering. It was still the way he came, but Feng Wuhen's mood was completely different. He hated this place, hated the younger brother who took away his happiness, and hated everyone. Why did God give him wealth and honor but took away family affection? Can't all this be possessed at the same time?

After driving away all the palace maids and eunuchs, Feng Wuhen sat alone in front of the window in a daze. Everything in his dream has now become a reality. However, he regretted his choice for the first time. He received these things that he originally valued extremely. However, he lost more precious love, father and mother, how are you doing now? I really miss you... Feng Wuhen silently looked at the bright moon in the sky and found that he was covered in tears.

When Feng Wuhen woke up with red eyes, it was already the morning of the next day. The bed was already wet, probably the tears in his dreams. After a habitual sound of "Red Like", what appeared in front of him was a strange shadow.

"What are your instructions?" This was a timid girl, with a little panic and sadness between her eyebrows. Seeing this, Feng Wuhen instinctively felt a tightening in his heart.

"Where is Hongru? By the way, there is Lu Yin?" His voice couldn't help but rise a little, "Where are they? Tell me!" Feng Wuhen, who had lost his mother, could not hide his fear. Could it be that the girl in red who had a clever smile, also abandoned herself?

"Sister Hongru and Sister Luyin are sick," the girl said in panic. She had never seen the gentle Seventh Prince get so angry, and was extremely scared. How could she, a little palace maid, dare to go against Concubine Yu's will? Although she sympathized with Hongru and Luyin's experience, she did not dare to reveal the truth.

"Impossible, they were still fine yesterday!" Feng Wuhen didn't believe such nonsense at all, "Say! Where are the two of them?"

The girl was so scared that she almost cried and said stammeringly: "They, they are recuperating in the side room."

Feng Wuhen felt a loud bang in his head, and he didn't even bother to say anything, and rushed towards the side room. It was an inconspicuous room. There were several palace maids standing by the door, and they were quietly wiping their tears. Seeing that the master had not even called him, they arrived here. Everyone was panicked. A palace maid even blocked the door with her body: "Your Highness, you, you can't go in!"

"Why can't it?" Feng Wuhen felt anger soaring in his heart, "You all get out of here!"

Several palace maids looked at each other and suddenly knelt neatly on the ground: "Your Highness, if you let me in, let alone Hongru and Luyin, even all the servants in Fenghua Palace only have the word "death". Please be kind to your highness!"

"Did the mother say something to you?" Feng Wuhen said weakly, "Only she, only she, can make you so scared. Did she do anything to Hongru and Luyin?"

Although he did not get an answer, he still saw the fearful eyes of everyone. It seemed that it was true. That woman, that peerless beauty, even the two palace maids were unwilling to let go. Should he really accept this fate of being at mercy? Without looking at the person on the ground, Feng Wuhen pushed open the door directly, and everyone felt that his breathing was about to stop. At this moment, Feng Wuhen suddenly stopped: "I will tell my mother about what happened today, you don't have to worry. If you want to blame, then I will punish you together!"
Chapter completed!