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was canonized as Luo Concubine and given to live in the Nuan En Pavilion. On the morning of that day, the masters of each palace stepped through the threshold and competed to give gifts. Only Concubine Ming is missing. The little girl Wanqiu frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Concubine Ming has been holding a shelf since she entered the palace, and no one is compatible with her." ”

"She was originally Huo Lingxi, and Forsythia should have gone to see her." Forsythia smiled slightly, and took the hand stove handed over by Wanqiu.

Walk into her dormitory, a large courtyard. She is dressed in an off-white and elegant cheongsam, which makes people think that she is still so beautiful and clean. On the contrary, Forsythia's heavy makeup is more like a clown jumping off the beam, but she didn't expect that one day Forsythia would be able to be on an equal footing with her. A smug smile curled into the corners of his mouth and walked over to her. She heard footsteps and looked up. Seeing that it was forsythia, he was stunned for a moment, then looked away and sneered: "Why is my sister here?" ”

Forsythia deliberately took her hand and smiled softly: "Sister came to accompany my sister, and the forsythia will be together in the future." Is my sister happy? ”

She seemed to be greatly stimulated, shook off Forsythia's hand, and couldn't help but ask: "Forsythia has already given him to you, why do you still want to enter the palace?" Why do you want to force Forsythia to hate you? ”

Forsythia seemed to have heard a big joke, and couldn't help laughing: "My sister did a good thing, do I have to thank you forsythia?" ”

looked at the lonely yard again, and sighed: "Good flowers don't bloom often, probably talking about my sister, right?" ”

After speaking, he took Wanqiu's hand and turned to leave. Sure enough, within half a month, Forsythia took away Huo Lingxi's favor, and the emperor slept in the Nuan En Pavilion every day, and everyone in the palace was respectful and cautious when they saw Forsythia. One day, Forsythia asked the queen for peace, and the main body of the Qin Palace was posted, and he was afraid that the road would slip after the snow, and he gave Forsythia the royal chariot to return to the palace.

Forsythia held his hand with a three-inch-long armor on his chin, and Wanqiu said proudly: "The Qin Palace Lord feels so sorry for the little master, he only gave the little lord a seat to sit on." Even Concubine Ming had never had such preferential treatment back then. ”

A smug look flashed in his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw Concubine Ming, who was wearing a lilac spring flower fine saucer cheongsam, hanging her head and walking towards Forsythia. Reaching the very middle, she looked up and saw Forsythia, and stopped. Looking straight at Forsythia, Forsythia smiled faintly: "My sister should have come down to ask my sister for peace, but my sister is not feeling well, I hope my sister will let my sister pass first, okay?" ”

She pursed her lips and leaned aside. Forsythia said lazily: "If my sister sees the fourteenth prince, just help my sister say hello." ”

Her body shuddered slightly, and she turned and left. A hint of revenge in my heart made Forsythia feel extremely smooth. That day and night, Forsythia sat next to the bronze mirror and slowly combed her long hair, looking at the woman with a face like a flower, she felt unusually strange. From time to time, the sound of shoes stepping on the floor sounded in his ears, and Forsythia thought that Emperor Huo Lingxi was coming. Turning his head with a hint of a coquettish smile, he found that it was Rong He in a cyan gown, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Niangniang didn't expect it to be down, right?"

"Fourteenth prince, what are you doing in this palace?" Forsythia said lightly.

He smiled, feeling like a starlight in the night sky, getting farther and farther away from Forsythia: "This king just wants to tell Niangniang that there is no hundred days of red flowers." Concubine Ming's fate today is not a true portrayal of you? Why embarrass a weak woman? ”

Forsythia couldn't help but smile and sighed self-deprecatingly: "What a weak woman." Rong Yu, Forsythia knows you like her? ”

His eyes shrank sharply, and he stared at Forsythia deadly. Forsythia took the tea bowl from Wanqiu's hand, took a sip of it, and then laughed in a low voice: "But this palace just won't let you get your wish." ”

He flicked his sleeves, snorted, and left. When Huo Lingxi came, Forsythia was peeling lychees, he hugged Forsythia from behind and laughed in a low voice: "What are you thinking?" ”

Forsythia turned around and hugged him back. Putting his head on his soft silk robe, he muttered, "The concubine is worried that one day the concubine will be the end of my sister." ”

"Concubines, forsythias are destined to be people of the world. When they were born, they were not blessed by the world, but forsythia can keep each other warm and live better. I can give you what Concubine Ming has, whatever you do, I will depend on you. ”

The rain outside the house was still dripping and ticking, and Forsythia raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him who was as warm as jade, indeed Forsythia and him were people of the same world.

In the fourth year of Yuanzhen, Huo Lingxi was drunk by Concubine Ming and accidentally became pregnant. Huo Lingxi was very happy, and promised to give her a big banquet to celebrate. That night, the joyful pavilion warbler cried and swallowed nicknames, and the silk and bamboo sang and danced, and the people who watched were dazzled.

Concubine Ming touched her slightly bulging abdomen with her hand, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, and sat beside Huo Lingxi, smiling in a low voice.

Forsythia slapped the fan with her hand, and her eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment. Alone in the corner, I drank until I had passed three rounds, my cheeks were slightly red, and I felt a little drunk. So he asked Huo Lingxi for peace and warmed up Enge's clothes. Out of the gate of the Huan Pavilion, Forsythia let go of Wanqiu's hand. Staggered on the stone path, looking at the waning moon in the sky that was still glowing with faint light, and smirked: "Sure enough, it is the turn of the main palace so soon?" Hehe, is this really retribution? ”

Feeling that someone was supporting, Forsythia thought it was Wanqiu, and hurriedly pushed her hand away, while holding her forehead with a three-inch armor hand that was gradually heavy, while muttering: "Don't help Forsythia, Forsythia is not drunk." ”

Until I heard a low voice, someone called Forsythia: "Concubine Lian." ”

Forsythia turned his head suddenly, and saw that he was wearing a dark purple pattern, and he was holding Forsythia with one hand, and his brow was actually sad. Forsythia shook off his hand at once and sneered: "Fourteenth Master, what's the matter, come to see the joke?" ”

He frowned, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes: "You know that Forsythia doesn't mean that, and Forsythia also knows that you are still complaining about this king." ”

"How?" Forsythia flashed a trace of fierceness from his eyes, and laughed in a low voice, "Shouldn't this palace be hated?" What did you say at the beginning, let Forsythia wait for you. You're going to have a warp, and the result? ”

The corners of his mouth tasted a salty taste, and Forsythia knew that Forsythia was crying. But he still smiled and said, "This palace handed over my heart for you." What about you? Let this palace enter the palace and consolidate the position of Huo Lingxi, what do you think of forsythia? ”

His lips were pressed together, and he couldn't help but reach out to wipe away the tears for the forsythia. Forsythia threw herself into his arms and murmured, "Bengong knows that you like her, but why did you come to provoke Forsythia?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the footsteps of a group of people entering the garden. Forsythia raised her head, but saw Ronghe hugging Forsythia's waist violently, so that Forsythia couldn't move.

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