Tingfu looked at her again and said softly: "I also said a few words to that Concubine Yao..."

Before Nan Yan could say anything, the few people around him frowned, and even Xinping couldn't help but pout: "What!"

Nanyan glanced at her.

He didn't say anything immediately, but asked Tingfu: "Is it the emperor talking to her, or is it her talking to the emperor?"

Tingfu said, "The Emperor asked her a few questions."

"oh……"

Nan Yan nodded gently, then waved his hand and said, "I understand, you go down."

"yes."

Tingfu withdrew.

In fact, although Tingfu liked to inquire about everything and told Nanyan all the news he heard, he didn't say much about the concubines in the harem showing their faces in front of the emperor.

After all, it would be really strange if the concubines in the harem did not want to show their faces in front of the emperor.

This time he would take the initiative to mention it, which shows that he was also a little unhappy.

Not only him, but also a peaceful person like Aunt Tongyun showed dissatisfaction between her eyebrows, which shows how unpopular Yao Ying is this time she stands out.

However, Nan Yan didn't say anything to them, just asked them to step down and have a meal with Xinping alone.

On the contrary, I was calm and looked like I had no appetite and didn't even drink the soup.

Nan Yan said softly: "What's wrong?"

Xinping pouted: "Mom, I hate that Concubine Yao!"

Nan Yan said: "What do you hate her? Just because your father talked to her?"

"I don't hate anyone my father talks to, I hate her!"

"Why?"

"Because she is very fake!"

"She is very fake? What do you say?"

Xinping jumped off the stool, ran to Nanyan, and lay in her ear and said, "I don't believe that the eulogy was written by her for Empress Qing. She couldn't even cry in the mourning hall!"

Nan Yan said: "How do you know?"

Xinping said: "I watched it. She took a piece of ginger and wrapped it in a veil. When she couldn't cry, she would just wipe her eyes and she would cry at once."

“…”

"I thought about Empress Qing's goodness, and she cried only when she was sad. But she wasn't sad at all!"

Nan Yan couldn't help but smile.

Unexpectedly, Xinping was so young, with such sharp eyes and so small things she discovered.

She asked, "Then, have you told someone?"

Xinping snorted coldly: "I was too lazy to say it, but she pretended to be nice to Empress Qing to please her father, so I wouldn't agree! I hate her, I will tell my father later!"

Nan Yan smiled and gently touched her face.

Then he said, "Xinping, I'll tell you something, you have to remember."

Xinping opened her eyes wide and looked at her seriously: "What do you want to say to me?"

Nan Yan said: "The more you hate someone, the more you should pretend not to care. No matter what she does, don't be angry. Even, you should pretend to like her and be close to her."

"Ah? Why?"

"Because, if you do this, she doesn't know that you hate her, nor what you are going to do."

“…”

"Will this make you safer and not harm others?"

Xinping blinked.

After all, she is still young. Although this is simple, she seems to understand the truth. After thinking for a long time, she nodded with difficulty: "My son, I understand."

After saying that, she walked back to her stool and sat down.

Holding the bowl, but not continuing to eat, he thought for a long time, then looked up at Nanyan and asked seriously: "My mother just said that she should pretend not to hate her, so that she would not know what I was going to do. But, what should I do?"

“…”

"Or, who is going to do what?"

Nan Yan smiled, but did not answer the question, but just picked up a little more dish and put it in her bowl.

He said softly: "Let's have a meal."

Xinping couldn't get her answer, so she stopped asking more questions and continued to eat with doubts.

The Imperial Concubine's mourning hall was set up for three days. During these three days, Nanyan would bring peace to Xiao Chengjun to the banquet hall to serve incense every day, and Zhu Feng also returned to the bedroom to rest.

On the third day, King Zhu Chengxuan of Wei finally returned to the capital.

When he received this news, Nan Yan was having dinner with his two children in Yonghe Palace. When he heard that the King of Wei was back, Xinping immediately said happily: "Brother is back!"

Sitting in the chair, Xiao Chengjun, who was fed by Ruoshui with a spoon, was also screaming with joy.

"Brother, brother!"

Nan Yan said helplessly: "You guys, you are even more kinky than my mother in the palace!"

After saying that, she asked, "Where is the King of Wei?"

Tingfu said: "His Royal Highness of Wei already knew about the imperial concubine halfway, so he changed his clothes and went directly to the Ki-Fan Hall."

Nan Yan thought about it and asked the two children to finish their meal a few bites and take them over.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of Jiyan Hall, I heard the whimpering cry inside.

When he walked in, Zhu Chengxuan knelt in front of the spirit and cried into tears.

Speaking of which, his relationship with Xinqing is deeper than with Nanyan. After all, Xinqing is an old man from the Yan Prince's Mansion, and he has also watched him grow up. When Zhu Chengxuan was not liked by the King of Yan before, Xinqing often softened the relationship between the father and son in the middle.

To him, Xinqing is also a loving mother.

But now, she is leaving too.

Seeing Zhu Chengxuan being covered in dust, he obviously didn't sleep and rushed back day and night. At this time, he cried so hard that he couldn't hold on. Others dared not persuade him, and it was hard to persuade him.

Only Nanyan walked forward and reached out to support his arm.

"Your Highness."

Zhu Chengxuan raised his head, his face full of tears, looked at Nan Yan and cried, "Imperial Concubine, why is this happening?"

“…”

"Why did she leave?"

“…”

"Can't anyone around me and the one I care about keep?"

Seeing him crying, Nan Yan's eyes turned red, but she couldn't say a word.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most painful things in life, and this kind of pain is impossible to avoid no matter how high you are or how much wealth you have.

She couldn't persuade her, and she couldn't persuade her.

I could only take a step forward when Zhu Chengxuan was crying and gently hugged the child.

After crying in her arms for a long time, Zhu Chengxuan finally calmed down.

My eyes were red with tears.

Xinping and Xiao Chengjun originally wanted to come to see his brother. When he saw his brother crying, neither of them dared to step forward. Xinping held his brother. Until he saw his brother calm down, he walked forward carefully and whispered: "Brother..."

Zhu Chengxuan glanced at them with red eyes.

Bent down and hugged his younger brother and sister.
Chapter completed!