In the Guanju Palace, Wan Guifei looked at the palace people kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but smash a set of exquisite porcelain indignantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What's the use of kneeling here with these wastes? Your Majesty has been staying in the Zhongcui Palace for two days and nights in a row, and these minions can't even think of any useful way?

Thinking of His Majesty, thinking of Zhong Cui Palace, Wan Guifei's delicate face was faintly distorted under the fierce color.

Bai, this palace underestimated you. Back then, when you were twenty-eight years old and in the prime of your life, you could not let Your Majesty stay in your palace for two consecutive nights; now, you are over thirty years old, and your youth is gone, do you still have such means?

Very good, very good! It seems that all these years you have been hiding in that Zhongcui Palace, and you have really studied the means of these foxy kings. In this way, don't blame Bengong for being ruthless, I can't tolerate you anymore!

"Mama Zhao," Concubine Wan Guifei turned around and looked coldly at Mama Zhao on the side, "You get up first." Everyone else, step aside. ”

When the palace people heard this, they only felt that they had escaped death, and they were suddenly secretly relieved, and under the leadership of the palace maid, they slowly withdrew from the inner hall, leaving only Mama Zhao to serve beside Concubine Wan.

"Niangniang, what do you command?" Mama Zhao stepped on small steps, walked to the master's side, and replied with some trembling. This master is now more and more moody, and if he is not careful, he may have to ......

Mama Zhao hadn't finished worrying yet, but Wan Guifei on the side chuckled lightly at this time.

"Mama, you don't have to be afraid. Wan Guifei took Mama Zhao's hand and said cordially, "You are the godmother of this palace, and you have always been by the side of this palace, no matter how good this palace is, it will not make you angry." ”

Wan Guifei's tone was very soft, but such softness, listening to Mama Zhao's ears, it looked extraordinarily calm. It's just that no matter how forested, Mama Zhao can only hide this fear deep in her heart.

"Niangniang," she made a flattered look, with a grateful smile on her face, "The old slave has the respect of the mother, and it is already a blessing for the old slave to be able to follow the mother and serve the mother." ”

"Mama, don't say that. Concubine Wan waved her hand, but the smile on her face did not reach the bottom of her eyes, "Mama, Your Majesty went to Zhongcui Palace again tonight?"

Seeing that Concubine Wan Guifei mentioned His Majesty again and mentioned Zhong Cui Palace, Mama Zhao's expression did not move, but her heart was tight.

She knew it was here.

"Niangniang," Mama Zhao hurriedly lowered her head slightly and shook slightly, "That's not true." There was news from the Twelve Prisons that His Majesty rested in the Qianqing Palace tonight and did not invite any concubines. ”

"Really?" Wan Guifei chuckled when she heard this, but she didn't mean to let Mama Zhao reply. She turned her head to look in the direction of Qianqing Palace, but a strange smile appeared on her face.

Qianqing Palace, it's rare that Your Majesty didn't go to that slut of the Bai family today. It seems that things may not be so bad.

On that day, His Majesty first tested it with a bracelet made of acacia beans, and then went to the Zhongcui Palace, which had been closed for many years. Concubine Wan is not stupid, she has naturally guessed something from the events of the past two days.

She knew that His Majesty must have suspected what happened back then, otherwise, he would never have spoiled Concubine Bai Xian for two days in a row.

It's just that how did Your Majesty know about the events of that year? Didn't all those people who knew about it back then have been ordered to be killed with a cane? Your Majesty, why did you suspect yourself?

Wan Guifei thought about it for two days, but she didn't come up with any clues.

If she doesn't understand this matter, she will always be faintly uneasy in her heart. Because, she always felt that recently, in this harem, there seemed to be an invisible hand manipulating something.

Of course, she was not afraid that His Majesty the Emperor would suspect what had happened. After all, the first prince has been dead for many years, and for the sake of a child who has been dead for many years, the emperor will not ignore the love between her husband and wife!

Concubine Wan also knew that His Majesty went to Zhongcui Palace for two days in a row, firstly, because he felt that he had wronged the Bai family, and deliberately went to appease the other party to make up for it; secondly, he was also a little disappointed in himself and didn't know how to face himself.

She has raised the emperor since she was a child, and she naturally understands the emperor's temperament. She also knew that the emperor's affection for her was so deep that she would naturally not be shaken by this incident.

At most, there were just some disappointments.

It's just that Wan Guifei knows that if there are too many such disappointments, I'm afraid it will be bad.

Now, it's too late to figure out the mastermind behind the harem. It is imperative that she regain the emperor's favor to make up for the gap between her and the emperor because of the disappointment in each other's hearts.

Otherwise, if it takes a long time, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to make up for it.

You know, in this harem, there is no shortage of women. Although she has confidence in herself, after all, the current emperor is no longer the child she held in her arms back then.

Some things, since they are no longer as good as they were back then, then they need to put down their self-esteem and take the initiative.

Thinking of this, Wan Guifei turned her head and smiled at Mama Zhao, who was a little frightened on the side.

"Mama, tell the small kitchen that this palace should boil some eight-treasure porridge!"

When Mama Zhao heard this, although she was puzzled, she still nodded respectfully, and then turned around and left, neatly manipulating.

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In the Taiji Palace, Emperor Zhu Jianshen was writing hard, and Zhang Huaien quietly walked up with a tray.

"Your Majesty," he took advantage of the emperor's pen to dip his pen in ink, and persuaded in a low voice, "It's almost time, you should also rest, tomorrow, there will be an early morning!"

"Hmm. I see. Zhu Jianshen didn't put down his pen, just nodded casually. Nowadays, because of the fact that Yin Qian, the head of the household, is greedy for ink, most of the courtiers have written and discussed a lot. If he doesn't deal with these folds in front of him, he will probably be at peace again tomorrow morning.

Zhu Jianshen was about to pick up the pen and write again, but suddenly stopped.

Hey, what does it smell like? This smell.......

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the tray in Zhang Huaien's hand.

"Wynn, this is ......" Zhu Jianshen put down the imperial pen in his hand and raised his head at the soup cup on the tray.

"Your Majesty, this is sent by the concubine Niangniang of Guan Ju Palace, and the slave heard that this is the supper specially made by the concubine Niangniang for you, eight-treasure porridge. Zhang Huai nodded back with a smile, and at the same time filled a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and put it in front of His Majesty.

At this time, everyone in the palace was wondering if Concubine Wan had fallen out of favor. But only Zhang Huaien knows that anyone in this palace can fall out of favor, including himself, but only Wan Guifei, who will never fall out of favor!

The imperial concubine Wan Zhen'er, in His Majesty's mind, will always be different.