"Niangniang, I heard that the emperor was in Concubine Li's palace last night. As soon as Jing Xin got the news, he told Nan Jingqiu in a hurry.

"Got it. Nan Jingqiu was drinking tea, her hand paused slightly, and then took a sip casually before gently putting down the tea bowl in her hand.

"The emperor hasn't come to Zhaoyang Hall for a few days. Jingxin muttered, these words drilled into Nan Jingqiu's ears, and they were so harsh.

"You get out. Nan Jingqiu said with a gloomy face, really irritable in her heart. Jing Xin was also interested, helped Nan Jingqiu refill a cup of tea, and quietly withdrew.

Accustomed to living in the warm south, seeing the weather getting colder and colder, the howling north wind cut into the bones like a knife, although it was early winter, Nan Jingqiu could not bear it. However, the emperor has not allocated a silver tael for the charcoal fire in the palace, so Nan Jingqiu had to add a few more clothes, and her hands and feet are still cold.

But Nan Jingqiu didn't plan to mention it to Guanghuan, she asked him to think about it himself, but she didn't know that Guanghuan had completely forgotten that she was a flower that bloomed in the south and couldn't resist the destruction of the north wind.

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An Ping seems to have changed people, what she didn't like the most in the past was bright red clothes, but now she prefers this color the most. The stronger the color of the garment, the more pale the lining of the complexion, so it is necessary to apply more rouge and paint redder lips. So the Anping of the clear water hibiscus became the Anping with heavy makeup, like a rose in the wind, beautiful and crumbling.

When a woman changes from innocence to charming, then she is going to magnify her moves, and it turns out how true this sentence is.

An Ping didn't expect to wait for the opportunity so soon, and the next day he took the mink shawl that Queen Wang had rewarded before her death to visit Nan Jingqiu in Zhaoyang Palace.

Seeing An Ping coming, Nan Jingqiu liked it very much, not to mention that this mink velvet shawl came at the right time, Nan Jingqiu couldn't help but feel a little more kind to An Ping.

"How is the queen mother lately?" asked An Ping, taking Nan Jingqiu's hand.

Nan Jingqiu hesitated slightly, smiled and nodded.

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