Is mother going to take action against the emperor?
Or is it the kind where a real person takes your life?
Su Xingyi felt that his mother would never do such a thing for him.
Su Xingyi tapped the desk with one finger, thinking about the real purpose of Gu Yunshu going to Huangjue Temple.
After a long time, Su Xingyi speculated that Gu Yunshu was most likely creating an encounter in front of the retired emperor and showing her true face to scare him.
The emperor shouldn't be so fragile that he can't withstand the blow, right?
Su Xingyi did not give any instructions and asked the spy to continue watching.
On the second day, Feng Yanzhi copied scriptures and chanted Buddhist scriptures as usual before having his meal.
After the meal, Feng Yanzhi picked up his brush to practice calligraphy, while Li Haiying ground ink and waited on him.
Half an hour later, Li Haiying saw Feng Yanzhi put down his pen and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, are we having vegetarian lunch today? Or..."
"What? Didn't you eat enough hot pot yesterday?"
Li Haiying really wanted to have another meal, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. "I was just thinking about what you wanted to eat so I could ask them to arrange it in advance."
"Let's have some stir-fried meat today, something simple. This is Huangjue Temple after all. From now on, we'll have meat only once every five days, and we'll eat outside the temple. Go and make the arrangements, shall we?"
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
After Li Haiying left, Feng Yanzhi had no mood to practice calligraphy anymore, so he went to the yard to lie down and bask in the sun.
"Sister, put it higher."
A tender child's voice came from afar. The retired emperor lived in Huangjue Temple and needed to recuperate. The back mountain was already quiet, and the child's voice came without warning, and the sound seemed particularly loud.
Feng Yanzhi suddenly opened his eyes and saw a kite flying in the blue sky.
Feng Yanzhi closed his eyes again, and Xiao Zhaoren's voice rang out, "...It's already flying very high..."
It's that girl.
Feng Yanzhi hurriedly got up from the recliner and went to the vegetable garden with Li Haiying who had rushed back, following the direction of the kite.
Before passing through the bamboo forest, Feng Yanzhi saw the girl and a little boy who was half a head shorter than her flying kites between the bamboo forest and the vegetable garden, followed by several servants.
"Girl, are you still in Huangjue Temple?"
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