Winter arrived, the snow and ice, some poor little grass, in the pebbles in the crack, in the sparse stars to spit out a small bud.

Meng Zian rubbed her hands. They were on fire and very satisfied. She was drinking tea and reading a book. Just then, Song Que came.

"The beautiful lady has chosen her choice. You look like the right person. Try to befriend her as much as possible. However, before we do that, you must tell me."

Song Que didn't come for a long time. After he came, he got straight to the point. Meng Zixian nodded and felt a bit uncomfortable.

"The people behind these beautiful women must be carefully selected." Song Que sat down, and Meng Zixian poured him a cup of tea.

Song Qi raised the cup and took a sip. The tea in his mouth tasted bitter, but it slowly turned sweet. The fragrance was like a pot of oil being boiled.

"What tea is this?" Song Que liked it and asked curiously.

"I heard it's a local specialty, it tastes pretty good." Meng Zixian poured herself a cup after she finished speaking.

After Song Que heard this, his expression changed imperceptibly.

The Blue Moon race had carefully cultivated the Gelou tea. They had carefully taken the tea and dried it for forty-nine days. Each time, it weighed no more than ten catties. Even the Imperial Palace had never known this.

Song Que didn't know it at the time, but it was all because of Gu Jing City. He got a jar of Qi Luo tea here. When the special fragrance entered his mouth, it only lasted for a long time.

Gu Jing Cheng had only brought back three jars. Normally, he wouldn't bring them out to treat guests, but he had them all for himself. Meng Zixian had one jar with him, and Song Que only had a few taels of tea and had finished them long ago.

Gu Jingcheng was getting better and better towards Meng Zixian.

Song Que was drinking tea and thinking about other things. He didn't hear Meng Zian talk.

"What are you thinking?" Meng Zixian leaned over and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

When Song Qi woke up, she saw Meng Zixian's bright and big eyes reflecting his face in her pupils.

"What are you doing!" Song Que's tone suddenly became harsh and pushed her away.

Meng Zixian was pushed back two steps. With a look of disbelief, he said angrily, "What are you doing?!"

"Stay away from me." Song Que stood up with a face full of displeasure.

Meng Zixian felt that Song Qishen was really temperamental. Every now and then, her face would change to that of a acrobatic.

"Remember, your actions must be reported to me. Do not act without permission. "

Meng Zixian blurted out, "Then if I can't make it in time, I can make the decision myself."

Song Que stared at her and left silently.

Seeing him leave in anger, Meng Zijing couldn't outtalk her, and he immediately laughed.

Her laughter. Behind Song Qi He, the fist that Song Qi had hidden in his sleeve, the hidden anger, and the helplessness toward Meng Zixian all came out at this moment.

Separated by a path, Song Que stood in front of the door of the palace. A group of palace maids bowed to him and said, "Greetings, Sir Song."

Song Que turned his head back. He didn't have any expression on his face. He didn't want to go in, but the door opened with a creak.

Quiet And Steadfast came out with the palace maids. As soon as she looked up, she saw Song Que He. His hands were clasped under his warm gloves. However, his face was expressionless as he nodded towards Song Que He.

The two of them nodded at each other.

At this time, a row of palace maids holding various kinds of clothes came over.

The head eunuch said, "Esteemed Concubine Jing, your majesty helped you manage the imperial harem so much that you specially sent it over."

"Hey, Lord Song is here too." The eunuch smiled and bowed towards Song Qi He.

"Esteemed Jingfei, the emperor has come tonight. I hope you can make your preparations." The eunuch smiled brilliantly. In his heart, he felt that being able to obtain such a favor from a harem full of beauties was a huge favor that he naturally had to please.

As soon as he finished, Song Que and Jing Fei's face changed and immediately recovered.

"Thank you, eunuch." Quiet And Steadfast's tone was cold. The palace maid at his side took out some money to reward him. The eunuch then ordered some people to put his things inside before he left.

Song Que's face didn't look good. When Jing Fei followed the eunuch into the palace, he took a step and left. His mind raced as he wanted to take Jing Fei out of the palace.

Quiet And Steadfast sat in the living room and dismissed the others. He sat alone in his room, watching the dishes of rewards. When he thought of tonight's sleeping arrangements, his heart fell into a state of desolation.

She picked up a beaded curtain and held it in her hands, smiling bitterly. Unknowingly, her tears had started to fall.

"Tears are bitter, but the heart is even more bitter." Quiet And Steadfast chuckled, muttering to himself as he took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears.

Her eyes were resolute as she stood up. "Someone, come."

The servant girl Ru Zhu pushed the door and entered. "What orders does the Empress have?"

"Go and get the medicine from last time."

Ruzhu stared blankly for a moment, then slowly said, "Empress, this medicine injured your body, you should still .."

"When will it be time for you to decide on my matters?" Quiet And Steadfast's tone was strict. His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he was looking down upon a pearl that had no choice but to accept, and he hurried down to fry medicine.

Her position as an Imperial Concubine depended on her family. Every time Gu Jing Cheng wanted to get lucky with her, he had to take this medicine to prevent any kind of relationship.

Her heart was with Song Qi He, and she hoped that one day she would be able to tie the knot with him. Today, the eunuch passed down the decree to her face. She saw Song Qi He's expression, and her heart ached, feeling that she had let him down.

The sky was already dark, so she didn't ask anyone to light the lamp. She sat inside the dark hall, sighed, and drank a bowl of dark medicine.

"Puff —!" Not long after Jing Fei finished her drink, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

All of Gu Jing City's palanquins had come to this place, but they had all heard the ruckus in Consort Jing's palace. A palace maid had rushed out to meet them.

"What's going on? Why are you running so fast?!" Eunuch Gui, who was standing on the side of the carriage, scolded.

"Eunuch, our Empress felt stuffy and suddenly vomited blood, and fainted on the ground!"

Gu Jing Cheng, who was sitting on the palanquin, frowned when he heard this: "Why is it that every time I come, I get sick!"

"What bad luck!" Gu Jingcheng cursed.

Eunuch Gui's expression was very understanding as he said in a flattering manner, "Your Majesty, I've heard that Honorable Huai learned the imperial song in order to sing it for you!"

"Okay, then let's go to her place."

Eunuch Gui beamed, thinking that the money bag in the room had been secured. He shouted, "Get up the palanquin! "We're heading for the Zilan Palace!"

Meng Zijing and Jing Fei were so far away, so they didn't know what was happening here. They went to bed early at night.

When he found out about this, it was already morning of the second day.

When Ling'er received the news and told her, Meng Zixian frowned and asked, "Why does it say that she's sick?"

"Jingfei normally doesn't look too good." Meng Zixian murmured.

"Esteemed Empress Jingfei entered the palace by herself, so she's been sick a few times." Ling'er said as she tinkered with the charcoal.

Meng Zixian held his chin and said, "Hmm .." Ling'er, you have been in the palace for a long time.

Ling'er stopped her iron rod and looked up. "If you serve the bed, you will get sick."