There is no deep hatred across the sea of blood, and if you die, you are a competitor, or you can't turn over any wind and waves, and you are an opponent who falls to the ground on your knees;

This kind of meeting was really unexpected and boring..........

Luo Zhiyi exclaimed at the right time, saying that feng shui takes turns, and the world is really wonderful, not to mention that she is in the harem, and there are plays to watch everywhere, and sometimes the protagonist of this play is still played by herself.

The silver bud is too fragile, just like Rui Guifei's previous status, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, if you have a heart, you only need to use your strength and use your strength, then no matter how powerful the concubine is, she is vulnerable.

Just like her soft soles, she can crush such a small thing in one fell swoop, and there is a deep scheming hidden under her petite size, as deep as the sea.

In terms of appearance, Luo Zhiyi is also tender and pinched out of the water age, no heavy makeup is beautiful, but wearing heavy and gorgeous colors such as royal blue and dark green on weekdays does not set off its own advantages, only pink, pink, tender red clothes are the most suitable for themselves, shy and timid when facing Gongsun Jiaao, thousands of efforts are to embark on a better road in the future;

Even if you don't have sincerity, then a temporary favor is okay.

Fengyang Palace and then Zhaosheng Palace, before it was her turn here, only one horse of eight satin left, to now cut the tablecloth is too much, the five-color edge on the skirt is so good-looking, such as the clouds on the horizon, such as the waves on the lake, she can also wear it when she is a nobleman, but it is tasteless, she can only walk around a few times in Yafengju, now it's okay, Gongsun Jiaao treats her quite well, and the good concubine and the noble are not left behind, she can go wherever she wants, there is no concubine in Dajing, and there is no sick and crooked emperor, and it is pleasing to see the raindrops of beans falling from the sky。

She recalled the day the country broke, she didn't know when the emperor died, but she didn't stop for a moment in her ears, all the women in the palace were screaming, hoarse and about to tear the sky, in order to survive, one by one they were running aimlessly in the palace, and she came out to enjoy the flowers leisurely afterwards, and also remembered with great interest that she and Fu Ji had a marriage that was shorter than dew.

The time of remembrance was so short that she didn't even have the time to change into white clothes, so she turned into a concubine.

In fact, it is said that marriage is all promotion, she didn't even become a serious concubine when she entered the palace, and she was still a noble concubine who was barely promoted by false pregnancy;

What kind of lover is this, and what kind of marriage is this?

It is said that Cheng Guifei came from behind, and took the old path of Rui Guifei, but is Fu Ji really good to her?

Why didn't she feel it at all?

Fortunately, she didn't like Fu Ji originally, she had a good impression when she entered the palace, when the emperor was handsome, and the person was gentle, she thought that this person was not as unbearable as Cheng Guogong said, but it was a pity that it was a complete atrocity to go back to bed, Fu Ji was happy, and he also compensated for it the next day, but his slap really hit the flesh, it really hurt her, and even broke up any good feelings, so after she pretended to feel nostalgic in the Leaf Pavilion for a while, she naturally abandoned her identity as a noble concubine, and had no time to care about the life and death of the first emperor of Yasukuni。

In general, the emperor and the concubine have not caused any great harm to her, let alone any losses, and the sense of accomplishment is not necessarily so deep, but Luo Zhiyi looked at Rui Guifei, who was kneeling on the ground, and there was still a little bit of frustration between her eyebrows, she still felt very happy, and it was not ordinary happiness.

"Hurry up, don't you just drop half of the hairpin, look at this pitiful look" The slender nails fiddled lightly, Luo Zhiyi motioned to the two big palace maids holding people to let go of their hands, and walked to him by himself, his tone was extremely close, tickling people's nerves word by word, and the discerning person knew at a glance that there was no reason for this closeness, and it must be a bad person behind it.

"My sister looks a lot thinner........." she said and went to pick it up herself: "Look at this face, and the sores on this hand, tsk, isn't my sister doing well?"

No matter how good it is, it's not as good as your little slut..........

Coincidentally, there are many good things, which can be regarded as the spice of life, but bad things are not necessarily, especially now that bad things are still piled up, every time I think this is the worst, the reality gave me a slap in the face, reminding me that there are worse things.

What's worse? It's my current situation, come out to breathe fresh air, and honestly shrink back without making a sound, even this can be committed in the hands of Concubine Cheng, I don't know if this is what Deng Fuzi said, it's another hurdle.

The concubine's nails were trimmed so thin that she seemed to inadvertently poke at my unscabbed wound, which made people chill all over the body, and I had to mobilize the nerves of the whole head to restrain the subtle changes in my face and temporarily put the pain aside.

I sealed my mouth firmly with my mind, not letting myself make the slightest sound of crying pain, the chest cavity was bulging, it was a heartbeat, and it was also a faint fire that ignited, so many days I didn't quarrel with the crazy woman Li Zhaoyi, and I didn't look for any opportunity to vent the resentment in my heart, thinking that this fire could not be suppressed, and it was going to be sprayed on Concubine Cheng's face.

"Why doesn't my sister speak?" Concubine Cheng's nails went up the back of her hand again, and they swept lightly to her face before she stopped: "Well, my face is a little whiter, but my beauty is still there, no wonder the first emperor likes you so much, and I can't bear to drag you down with me, so I let go and left first, I heard General Zuo say that half of the glass hall burned that day, and there was no treasure in the fire." Just when I thought Luo Zhiyi's nails were going to poke into my flesh, she stopped, just smiled, seeing that my eyes were round, and she couldn't reply even if she was angry, this look of whether to smile or not is the most hateful.

She said: "My sister feels a pity when she hears it, the fire is really big, it is estimated that if someone falls, there will be no bones left.........

She told me over and over again, you are no longer a concubine, and your queenship, and even your first love, are now dead, and you can't even find ashes.........

Is it tolerable or unbearable, my upper and lower rows of teeth are clenched together, if the eyes can kill, Luo Zhiyi will probably have three thousand cuts on her face, and I can draw different tricks for her for free, without charging extra money.

Cheng Guogong was born with such a good character;

I was unworthy, and now I am even less worthy.

"Niangniang is really joking" I pulled the muscles on my face, and pulled out a smile that was more fake than Concubine Cheng: "When the glazed palace was built, Niangniang had not yet entered the palace, and then it was built, and you worked hard with a belly, the palace gate of Ruichang Palace was rarely opened, and the pavilion of the glazed hall was not seen at a glance, so why was it a pity?"

In a word, those who can't understand can't understand it, and the only one present who can understand it is Luo Zhiyi herself.

The nails poked in the face suddenly exerted force, I sensed the crisis, hurriedly retreated, one was accidentally the two palace maids who had been standing behind the folded arms and kicked the legs and stomachs, just took the initiative to kneel, this time it was okay, it was another plop, the bruises in the kneecaps were scattered and re-aggregated, and the next day it was useless to apply hot eggs, at least three days to lie down to raise it back.

It doesn't matter if I suffer or suffer, I'm not without support in the palace alone, my father and Changyun are both in Yuguan, which is a barrier, and the new emperor will inevitably think of ways to get my father back to Beijing.

I'm the best handle.

If Luo Zhiyi wants to kill me, unless she doesn't want to do it, she won't be so stupid.

"The days of the cold palace are not good, I don't think when my sister is a concubine, when it comes to firewood, rice, oil and salt, I will find out what I used to ....... before, what a precious thing it is" Fortunately, she didn't really scratch my face, maybe she found fun, and Gongsun Di, she was holding the mentality of torturing me for a long time, and lowered her head and mentioned it to Qi Kaiji, who was kneeling motionless on the ground, and it seemed to be taken for granted: "This palace looks at this palace maid and has eyes, so I will take it back, please ask my father-in-law to be accommodating." ”

It is polite to say that accommodation is polite, and the important person who is the master naturally has to give everyone; since I bumped into it today, I estimate that it is unlikely that Concubine Cheng will let me go, and it is not easy to do it in the public, but a woman who drags a cold palace will slowly dispose of it in her own palace, and she is the head of the four concubines, and this right is great.

Qi Kaiji also understood that he didn't have the weight to reject Concubine Cheng's words, but he was worried in his heart, and he was in a hurry, even if he risked the crime of disrespect, he had to fight, and he stepped forward on his knees, kowtowed, said all the good things, and was careful: "Niang Niang Mingjian, the palace people in which palace have regulations, and it is not good to treat Ah ...... without a slave" Qi Kaiji racked his brains, and still decided to move the great god of Chehou: "What's more... What's more, this is the person Hou Ye wants, even if you look at the face of Hou Ye and the saint........"

Concubine Cheng didn't speak when she heard this, and the palace maid next to her snorted: "The lady in the saint has her own head, and she uses you to interject?"

As soon as the palace maid's voice fell, a familiar voice came from a distance,

"What's new today, so lively?" Gongsun Di was dressed in court clothes, walking with his hands behind his back, melon seed face, hanging eyes, and Fu Ji is different, his face is handsome but not pale, his body can be called tall, not heavy, and he walks around chicly, just like the lover in the dreams of all boudoir girls - it's a pity, you can see it, but you can't touch it.

He first looked at the sky as if he was casually, and then at the woman who was held on the ground and couldn't move, and he and Concubine Cheng saluted each other first, and then joked to the people on the ground: "It's all blocked on the palace road, and the road is not easy to walk~"