Since childhood, she has been a beautiful lady for everyone, and is a model for all women in the capital, the daughter of the Taifu scholarly family, how can she not move the world with her fame? At the same time, she has frequent contacts with celebrities and nobles, and has always been knowledgeable and reasonable, gentle and virtuous, and has cultivated her temperament like a painting.

She strictly obeys her mother's training, with the goal of being selected as one of the three concubines of the harem, shining on the lintel, and lining her identity as a beautiful and talented woman. Who knows, the death of her father caused her to be powerless and powerless, to be slaughtered by others, and she only won the favor of the king by virtue of her talent and appearance as the first in the harem. Pregnant with two children for that man, from single-mindedness to jealousy in her heart, from negativity after losing her children to being neglected, she found that she loved the wrong person, but she was the emperor's woman, she couldn't get free, and since she had a second child, she couldn't escape from this red wall glazed tile, and she was destined to be a birdcage canary.

All of this has finally come to an end, her life has been extremely miserable, why ...... Why do you want to add fuel to the fire? She is married to the enemy who killed her father, and the enemy who killed her father!

"Flower Purple Radish, why do you exist in this world?" she said through gritted teeth.

"I don't know why I survived, you could have avoided this troubled water, and found someone who really loved you, and it was better than being the emperor's woman. ”

"You know, what does the honor of a family represent, and how do you know that my pain comes from the pressure of status and reputation?"

Ziluo sighed, "You have your troubles, I have my reasons, at least you still have people who love you, but my whole family has been wiped out and I have nothing, if I am not strong enough, how can I live?"

Hua Ziyao's eyes widened, speechless, sighing at the pathetic nature of life, and there were many people who were miserable. The world is impermanent, everyone wants to live a life and a couple, and spend a life ordinary, but there are always selfish people who don't let you have a good time.

Ziluo waved her hand weakly, "You go back to your parents' house, change your name and surname to marry a good man, with your talent, it is not difficult to find a good man." ”

Hua Ziyao clenched her fists and stayed in place, neither Xie nor was I, sorry was not, and simply ran out.

Zhou Jing'er has lost her brilliance since she became pregnant, her quiet face has become a little less sharp, and her speech is no longer harsh. Now she is even a little timid, for the sake of the child in her belly, she must not provoke Hua Ziluo. "What about me, what should I do?"

Ziluo's impression of this woman is that she is a more pathetic person than Hua Ziyao, naively believing in love, planting it desperately, regardless of anyone's opposition, and even admiring her stupid impulse. Yes, she has the right to act recklessly, but in terms of feelings, she can't take it away at will.

"Originally, I didn't have any deep hatred with you, and I even thanked you for saving my lord, if you don't dislike it, you will live in the palace temporarily. "Yes, she is not confident in herself, if she really expels her with jealousy, after all, she has loved An Ling Liuyu like that, and now the family is dead, the dynasty has changed, and there is nothing, who can she rely on for a woman? An Ling Liuyu is not her cousin, Yu should have been executed to the palace concubine before, but she didn't dare to bet that person had no place in An Ling Liuyu's heart......

Zhou Jing'er's eyes lit up and brightened, and she even thanked Dai De for saluting, "Thank you, Princess Yu!"

took Zhou Jing'er down, Li Yun was puzzled: "Ziluo, you know her feelings for Yu'er, but you still want to raise a tiger for trouble?"

"She couldn't fight me before, and now she can't fight me!" she said against her will.

Not only will he be able to survive, but he will be able to watch him every day as before. Even if you can't be as casual as before, at least you can feel close to him.

Ten days later, An Lingliuyu was brought back to the capital, still unconscious. Rong Jue also arrived on the same day, but it was a little later. Ziluo asked Yang Yuanhua, "Did Yang Daxia see that we were okay and go to the end of the world again?"

Rong Jue nodded, and shook his head again, "This time is different, the beloved girl is going to be married, and he is going to go alone and with a sword." ”

Ziluo's eyes widened, could it be the girl named Gu Qingyi? I already thought that she was sincere to Yang Yuanhua, how could she be married away?"

Rong Jue nodded, "Miss Gu of Gu Li Villa wants to marry Mo Wenqian, His Royal Highness the Fourth Highness of Chiyan. ”

No, she must do something, there must be something in this, it's so weird. Gu Qingyi, that little girl, was infatuated with him, didn't she come all the way just to look at him, others don't know if she is also a woman and doesn't understand? Yang Daxia can't repay their kindness, why can't he be happy and let him be alone, right?

"General Rong, I think it's time to take care of it. ”

Rong was stiff, he couldn't do this kind of thing, the dark dragon. "Does the princess want to get in the way?"

"What's the stumbling block, it's just that I want to have a tanuki for the prince. ”

"Princess, you are like this...... Not really, right?"

"Why is it not good, I believe my instinct is right, Mo Wenqian's thing is a green onion, and he will be able to marry Miss Gu in a few days?"

Thinking about it carefully, what she said is also right, could it be that Miss Gu didn't follow Yang Daxia but followed Mo Wenqian together, and then deliberately was captured by Mo Wenqian? This is simply impossible, if she is not thinking about Yang Daxia, how can she secretly follow him, day and night, just for the sentence "Are you okay?"

"There are strange things about this matter, but you can't act rashly and mess with the mandarin duck spectrum. ”

"Mo Wenqian, as a prince, how can she not have three wives and four concubines, how happy can she be? Ziluo sneered.

Rong Du touched his nose, and secretly said in his heart: Isn't my prince not? For fear of arousing her sadness, Rong Du chose to remain silent.

An Ling Liuyu was still lying flat on the bed as usual, her handsome face was distinct, but she was sickly pale, she added some charcoal, grabbed his hand, and got along so quietly for the first time, fortunately he was sleepy and dared to take the initiative. Only when he was asleep, she firmly believed that one day he would wake up, and she, as his wife, had never fulfilled her obligations as a wife, drinking the wine I brewed, making tea, cooking food, dressing and tying your hair in the morning, and reciting and painting with you in the evening. This is what her mother did when she was a child, and it is also her first dream, young and ignorant, yearning for marriage.

She gently and secretly imprinted a kiss on his lips, even if it was cold, it was so sweet that it was heartbreaking, why shed tears. Even when she is standing at the highest point, she does not forget this sadness, how can she be happy when there is one less you by her side. What's the point of doing all this without you?

The minister of Beijing, who rejected Li Yun's previous investigations, some were exiled, and some were reused, of course, Li Yun's henchmen were indispensable. This enthronement ceremony is unprecedented, the emperor is in a coma, the people and ministers of the world are talking about it, I don't know where King Yu is, only a few people know the inside story of King Yu's fall, but many people know that Princess Yu is at the forefront of the battlefield.

The purple pothos is covered with bright yellow phoenix tails and is covered with white pearls, which shine like a sparkle in the sun. Compared with her amorous willow eyebrows looking at the people on the stage, this bright yellow color looks old-fashioned. The thick black eyeliner lined her beautiful original appearance with grace and gorgeousness, solemn and solemn, that touch of lips like a peony blooming, smooth like condensation, dew as bright as moist, although according to royal etiquette, she walked but not so solemn, as if Ling Bo was walking slightly, flying to the emperor's side.

An Ling Liuyu was naturally dressed up ceremoniously, with pink lips and ink eyebrows, and a beauty mole, which was more feminine. The bright yellow clothes were worn over him, blending with the sunlight, as if he had just fallen asleep. She only had him in her eyes, and she turned a deaf ear to what Reiji said.

At the end of the ceremony, she solemnly announced: "The emperor has not woken up, and the government affairs will be handled by the palace for the time being. ”

Who doesn't know how powerful this queen is, even if she wants to be Wu Zetian, they don't dare to whisper or even think a little more, whoever goes is killing themselves, anyway, the new emperor has not woken up, and this queen's IQ can still deal with national affairs.

On the white steps and red carpet, no one dared to take a step, and there was a dead silence in the hall. Until a peach blossom rain that did not belong to this winter fell from the sky, and an uninvited guest came, Ziluo's heart trembled.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com