"How long will it take for the imperial concubine to go back this time?" Qin Wenchang actually had no topic, so he just found one. He wanted to have a full meal as soon as possible.
"January." An Yiran sipped the mutton in her mouth, savoring her taste carefully.
Qin Wenchang was a little dissatisfied with this statement: "Why do you have to go so long?"
An Yiran just kept looking at him and eating the rice in the bowl.
Qin Wenchang felt uncomfortable when she stared at him like this: "Forget it, let you do it."
After eating so much and taking away her freshly made pastries for a midnight snack, he would not stay here.
She didn't go to bed, and she wanted to show his face. He was the master of the world, so he wouldn't suffer here.
As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Liang Chengbi who had come back from picking flowers and was going to let An Yiran make flower cakes.
"See you, Your Majesty." She knelt down, fearing mosquito bites, so she specially put on a veil, which gave her a looming feeling.
"Who are you?" Qin Wenchang hadn't seen her a few times, so he didn't even remember her name.
"Concubine Liang." Liang Chengbi stood up, "It's getting late, why don't you, Your Majesty, come to my palace to rest?"
Qin Wenchang asked about the strong floral fragrance on her body and took her hand.
The night passed.
In order to make breakfast for Feng Zuwei, An Yiran got up early and left the palace early.
Feng Anran can no longer fulfill her filial piety for Feng Zu, so let her do it.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! You are pregnant! You are one month pregnant!" The imperial doctor knelt on the ground with a happy look on his face.
Calculating the time, it was the day Liang Chengbi first entered the palace.
The news that Jin Liang was a concubine also spread. Almost everyone envied her blessing, and she became a thorn in the eyes of many people.
Especially now that Concubine Shen is away, a bunch of people are already getting ready to make a move.
"Your Highness! This is inappropriate!" Feng Zuwei stopped An Yiran who wanted to enter the kitchen.
"The gentleman is far away from the kitchen. If Father Feng is like this, he will be alienated from me." An Yiran pushed Feng Zuwei and poured him a cup of tea himself, and he sat on the chair helplessly.
While eating breakfast, Feng Zuwei and his wife kept looking at An Yiran. Maybe they really played together too much. They could vaguely see a little shadow of Feng Anran.
An Yiran saw that they were drunkards and didn't care about the wine, so he used serving chopsticks to add some side dishes to each of them and put them in their bowls.
"Father Feng, eat quickly!" She smiled and sipped the soup in big gulps. She completely lost her dignified appearance when she was in the palace, and instead looked like an ordinary girl from a rich family.
An Yiran, who was looking at the beautiful girl in the distance, couldn't bear it any longer, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her: "Ms. Shen Guifei! No matter how I say it, thank you for avenging Xiaofeng! Thank you very much... "She dragged Feng Zuwei, who was still on the chair, and Feng Zuwei also knelt on the ground.
An Yiran, with quick eyesight and quick hands, quickly supported him, then knelt on the ground, and then walked away.
"Madam, why do you need to be so polite to me? An Ran is the person who is the best friend to me. If Madam is still like this, it's because I didn't protect An Ran." Ying You knew that she didn't mean it, so she stood up and hugged An Yiran. .
"Madam, please sit down and have a meal." She helped Yin You back to the chair.
An Yiran's return home this time was not really to see her father, but to build a merit temple for Feng Anran and open several book schools in her name.
When Feng Anran was alive, she always wanted all the girls in the world to be able to talk about classics and Taoism, and be full of poems and books, just like her grandfather. Although she can't do it now, she must at least start from the beginning. Beginning in Beijing.
But there is still a lack of start-up capital. Over the years, a steady stream of gold and silver money has flowed into Anjia. With his father's support, everything is done.
She told An Qiankun her thoughts, and An Qiankun asked her to do whatever she wanted.
Now she plans to set up a free medical practice in the temple. This is not difficult to do. She can just pick a few talented people to take them on as apprentices.
Entering the An Mansion means prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life, so many people are trying to get in, but she only chooses those who are interested in her medical skills and her skills.
