"The emperor deposed the slaves of his servants?"

The document was clearly written and mentioned her slaves to good ones.

From today on, she is no longer a slave, but an ordinary good family!

Zhu Feng said softly: "Yes."

Before, because of that little selfishness, even if the two of them already had feelings for each other, he was unwilling to restore her good family.

After all, this girl was too free and there were too many people looking at her.

He didn't want her to go where she couldn't see it.

But now, there are a few days left, she will become her concubine.

Finally, I can feel relieved.

Nanyan raised her head and looked at him with curved eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

“…”

This, silly girl.

Zhu Feng sighed in his heart, but his face was still stern, and he said lightly: "Don't run around these two days, and don't make trouble anymore, do you know?"

"I know, I know."

Seeing her happily lifting the curtain and walking back to Shang Baosi to sit down, Zhu Feng's face also had a faint smile.

Today, no major event and no officials came to report it.

So, the two of them stayed quietly in Wuying Hall, doing their own things, and chatting for a few words in their spare time, and time passed quickly.

Mrs. Jiahe took the little pig and walked on the corridor. As soon as she walked outside a open pavilion, she heard a somewhat messy sound of piano.

It's a song I've never heard before.

Mrs. Jiahe walked over to see the sound and saw that it was Jian Ruocheng sitting inside.

There was a guqin in front of him.

Although he was playing the piano, he didn't seem to be serious, his eyes seemed a little distracted, and he was just playing the strings casually.

Mrs. Jiahe smiled and said, "Uncle."

With a "smart", Jian Ruocheng's fingers trembled, turned his head and looked, and immediately stood up: "Sister-in-law."

Mrs. Jiahe walked in and said, "My uncle is so leisurely and elegant, are you compiling a music?"

Jian Ruocheng smiled faintly and said, "Just just play randomly."

"Random bounce? It was the random bounce that made the heart come out."

Mrs. Jiahe said, "My uncle's heart seems not very quiet."

The little pig standing beside him also said seriously: "I also feel that when I do my homework, I always think about the butterflies outside the window."

Jian Ruocheng couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, a little loneliness appeared in my eyes.

He said lightly: "My sister-in-law is as wise as a torch, and I have nothing to say."

Mrs. Jiahe asked seriously: "Is something wrong?"

"Or, nothing is wrong."

"It's okay? Why does my uncle seem a little unscrupulous these two days?"

At this moment, a sound came from the side

"Is it necessary to say?"

Mrs. Jiahe looked back and saw that it was her husband, Jian Ruojun came over.

She hurriedly greeted her: "Husband."

Jian Ruojun came over, glanced at Jian Ruocheng, and sighed, "I heard from Li Ziyun and the others that there seems to be something big in the harem. The female official Shang Bao is going to be enthroned as a concubine, right?"

"Female Official Shang Bao?" Mrs. Jiahe was shocked: "Nanyan?"

"Um."

Jian Ruojun said, and glanced at Jian Ruocheng again: "You are losing your soul for this matter."

The couple talked, and Jian Ruocheng remained silent.

At this time, he smiled helplessly: "Brother and sister-in-law, I'm just having nothing to do, just slick the piano."

“…”

"Why did it become a loss?"

Jian Ruojun looked at him, sighed, and said, "You have been like this since you were a child. If you have any worries but refuse to tell others, you just bury them in your heart."

“…”

"Is there anything that can be buried for a lifetime?"

Jian Ruocheng smiled at him.

Seeing him like this, Jian Ruojun was even more angry. Mrs. Jiahe could only persuade her husband to leave, and then turned to Jian Ruocheng and said, "Uncle, if you are in a bad mood, just go out for a walk, don't keep it in your heart."

After saying that, the couple left.

Jian Ruocheng stood there, remained silent for a long time before slowly sitting back.

The slender fingers slightly plucked the strings, and a low sound of the piano flowed out.

He said softly: "Too many things will be buried for a lifetime..."

At this time, Si Muyun, who was passing by the other side, frowned. He was silent for a long time and slowly left there.

During the day, he studied at Jian's house, and in the evening, he returned to the Si family.

As soon as I got home, I went directly to meet his mother Gu Tingchun.

After asking for peace, I sat aside.

Gu Tingchun looked at him with a serious expression and asked, "Mu Yun, why do you look worried?"

Si Muyun turned to look at her and said, "Mother, uncle's words make sense."

"What?"

Gu Tingchun looked at him in surprise, why did he suddenly say such a sentence for no reason?

Si Muyun said: "Si Nanyan is about to be enthroned as a concubine."

"What?"

Gu Tingchun opened his eyes wide in shock.

At this time, Si Mulan, who happened to walk in from outside, also heard it. She said in surprise: "What? Is she going to be a concubine?"

"How is that possible?"

Si Muyun said: "It's true."

“…”

"I heard it in Jian's house, it was Jian Ruojun who heard it from Li Ziyun."

“…”

"Li Ziyun, but the Censor General, his sister is also in the palace, so there is no mistake in his news."

Gu Tingchun gasped.

During the Chinese New Year, they invited Si Nanyan back to curry favor with her. Later, they heard that she was just a slave. She felt really conflicted and despised her.

Just a slave, then it really doesn't matter.

Unexpectedly, she was about to be enthroned as a concubine!

This is unexpected.

She immediately began to recall whether she had offended her daughter after she had done before.

I should also think about whether I said anything wrong or did something wrong at the family dinner last time.

Si Mulan on the side was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "She, is she worthy of being a concubine?"

“…”

"Hmph, what!"

Seeing that she still looked down upon others, Si Muyun said in a deep voice: "Mulan, you'd better be more sober now."

“…”

"Sinanyan is no longer the Sinanyan in our family."

“…”
To be continued...