"Chang'er, you're back."
Concubine An was wearing a light blue palace dress, she was elegant and beautiful, and her eyebrows were kind and gentle.
Zhao Wujiang approached, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said politely:
"I wanted to come to see my mother last night, but I talked with the emperor very late. It was already late at night, and I was afraid of disturbing my mother's rest, so I didn't come to see her."
"It's a blessing to be able to chat with the emperor's master. I don't need to worry about you. Everything is fine, mother."
Concubine An's eyebrows were soft, she gently held the child's wrist, and carefully looked at the child whom she had not seen for a while. She was filled with joy when the wanderer returned.
Zhao Wujiang also looked at Concubine An. He noticed that Concubine An had slight bruises behind her ears and on one side of her forehead, which could not be covered up even with light makeup.
He remembered something Lin Yu told him on the way back. The empress in the harem died suddenly, and rumors pointed to Ji Bo Chang's biological mother, Concubine An.
This was also the purpose of his coming to Ning'an Palace. Firstly, he wanted to do what Ji Bochang had done in the past so as not to arouse suspicion. Secondly, he wanted to investigate the matter.
Ever since Zhuge Xiaobai warned him on the banks of the Shenshui River that "the immortal body cannot be cultivated" before leaving, he had never relaxed his vigilance towards the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.
He knows very well that the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty and his party, even if he is immortal now, must not take it lightly.
Immortality does not mean that he will not be defeated, plotted, imprisoned, or assassinated.
If he is not careful, he will most likely capsize and suffer some misery.
When he served as the general manager of the harem in the Great Xia Dynasty, he knew very well that even if the palace matters had nothing to do with you, you might be affected, used, or even used as a scapegoat.
At this time, Ji Bochang was so furious that he was about to go crazy. He kept fighting against the thunder that imprisoned him, trying to break away from the restraints, escape from Zhao Wujiang's body, and save his mother.
Because he felt the queen's breath getting closer and closer, until the two seemed to have physical contact.
"No..." Ji Bo often looked up to the sky and shouted.
Zhao Wujiang helped Concubine An into the palace. He naturally and gently lifted Concubine An's messy hair behind her ears and said softly:
"The queen mother suffered during the period when her son and minister were away."
Concubine An's eyes dodge, she is worried that the child will see her injuries, her eyebrows are kind:
"Everything that doesn't happen is just nonsense among the women in the harem..."
"Chang'er, are you tired from this trip?" Concubine An continued:
"The Southern Territory of Shenshui is very far away. I heard that the secret realm of Daolian is full of dangers and is a place that has been broken and unknown.
You have a much calmer demeanor. You must have been angry and suffered a little, right? "
"No." Zhao Wujiang faced a mother who cared about her child. He couldn't tell how he felt. He just said softly:
"I have made some friends, and my cultivation has improved a lot."
"That's right." Concubine An seemed to have thought of something. She opened her mouth and her smile was a little stiff. Even though she was well disguised, Zhao Wujiang could still see through it at a glance.
She smiled and said:
"Chang'er, Immortal Body, how are you doing with your practice?"
Zhao Wujiang grinned:
“Excellent.
He was very good at practicing, and even helped the child a lot in Daolian Secret Realm. "
Concubine An's face changed. She tried her best to smile, but she couldn't. She looked around to make sure that the palace maids and servants were not looking over, and then she whispered softly in her child's ear:
"Chang'er, listen to my mother, don't practice this immortal body anymore..."
"Why?"
Zhao Wujiang looked confused, without any trace of acting, because he was really confused.
"Immortal body..." Concubine An's eyes were a little frightened, and her red lips were trembling as she spoke.
Just when she was about to say something, a palace maid with a playful and innocent face wearing a light blue palace dress knelt down with a teacup and teacup and respectfully presented the hot tea:
"Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Concubine An's words stopped abruptly and she sat upright.
Zhao Wujiang looked at the palace maid coldly.
