Du Wanchun took out a house deed from his arms and handed it to her, "This is a restaurant I bought in the capital a year ago. If you are interested, can you help me look after this restaurant?"
Li Fei looked at the house deed in her hand in surprise. What does it mean to take care of it for her? Du Wanchun gave the restaurant to her.
Concubine Li had good cooking skills before she entered the palace. Even in the wealthy Tang family, she would always cook herself.
There is nothing better than giving this restaurant to her.
"Wan Chun, how can I accept this?" Li Fei was embarrassed to accept it. ?.?????.???
Du Wanchun directly pressed the house deed into her hand, "Mianmian likes to eat the almond milk you made. If we are not in the capital in the future, she will have a place to go."
Li Fei heard the meaning of her words, clenched the house deed in her hand, stood up and saluted Du Wanchun.
Du Wanchun quickly helped her up and said with a smile: "Go, I heard that Mr. Liang is already waiting outside the palace."
There was a blush on Li Fei's fair cheeks. In fact, she was only in her twenties. With such a smile, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood in the past.
After Du Wanchun said goodbye to her, he got off the carriage.
The carriage drove slowly towards the outside of the palace. As it left the palace, Concubine Li secretly opened the curtain of the carriage and looked at the palace that was getting further away behind her. She felt inexplicably comfortable in her heart, as if all the stones on her body had been removed in a certain moment. Unloaded, she was free.
At this moment, Concubine Li gradually understood why the queen would rather abandon her future position as queen mother than return to the palace.
It turns out it feels so good to leave the palace.
She smiled, slowly lowered the curtain, and looked forward, with longing for the future on her face.
When the carriage came to a small alley, it stopped slowly. Concubine Li got off the carriage and looked up to see Mr. Liang standing in front of him.
Mr. Liang was still a little nervous. It was obvious that his shoes were on backwards and his clothes were high on one side and low on the other.
He raised his eyes, cleared his dumb throat, and said slowly: "In the house in the west of the city, there are your favorite osmanthus and your favorite hibiscus cake. Can you go with me?"
Li Fei looked at him, her nose felt sour, and she walked forward slowly, without replying for a long time.
Seeing her delay in answering, Mr. Liang's hands trembled slightly and his heart felt empty.
Just when he was about to turn around in disappointment, Concubine Li suddenly called to him: "Does Mr. Liang want to take my carriage, or has he prepared a carriage?"
Mr. Liang paused, then slowly turned back to look at her, his eyes glistening with tears, and the corners of his lips raised with joy, "Of course you will take my carriage."
After hearing this, Concubine Li strode towards him.
Master Liang hugged her.
The two of them hugged each other in this deserted alley, their faces full of joy, but also filled with tears.
In the palace, Du Wanchun returned to his palace. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the palace maid coming to deliver a message, "Your Highness the Crown Princess, the Emperor..."
Du Wanchun asked seriously: "What's wrong with him, Your Majesty?"
The palace maid replied with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, he is dying."
When Du Wanchun heard this, he immediately turned around and told her: "Go, quickly go and tell His Highness about this."
"Yes." The palace maid responded.
Du Wanchun strode towards the emperor's palace.
At this time, the emperor was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes were lifeless, and he was dying.
Du Wanchun slowly walked to his side and said, "Father."
The emperor heard the footsteps and opened his eyes slightly, "Is Ruiyuan coming?"
Du Wanchun replied: "It's me, Wanchun."
There was a look of disappointment on the emperor's face, and then his breathing became rapid, and he was about to die.
Doctor Xu was on one side, shaking his head and saying: "Now even the Great Luo Immortal can't do anything."
Du Wanchun looked at the emperor, but he was a little confused. According to the medicine she gave him, the emperor should live for another five or six days. How could he die so soon?
The emperor took a deep breath and struggled to say to Du Wanchun: "Where is Rui... Yuan... others..."
Du Wanchun interrupted him, "He's on his way here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ruiyuan and the third prince came together.
When the emperor saw the third prince, his breathing became more and more urgent.
"You...go! You...go!"
The third prince strode to his side and said, "Brother, you are seriously ill, so of course I have to come to visit you."
The emperor trembled slightly, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
Doctor Xu quickly came to check his pulse.
Zhou Ruiyuan came over and asked, "How is it?"
