Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a series of worrying things came unexpectedly as if they had made an appointment, making people panic.

On this day, the queen invited the noble ladies outside the palace to enter the Fengyi Palace. Three women in one play, this black and oppressive group of people can set up a big show.

The women are holding the moon and hugging the queen, the queen's slender fingers are fiddling with the cup in her hand, and her face is always such an elegant smile, so elegant that people can't figure out her thoughts, just like right now, the Tang Dynasty is in turmoil, and this queen is still in danger, as if there is nothing to do at all.

What was she thinking? Isn't she afraid that the emperor will take the opportunity to depose her? After all, the emperor's lack of favor and love for her is obvious to everyone.

However, people's worries should be superfluous, seeing that the queen is still smiling, although the emperor does not like it, he does not show disrespect.

It can be seen that human pride has capital.

The women's minds are short-sighted, they are speculating, speculating about what it will be like in the future, but they all have the same enthusiasm on their faces, no less than the weather in June.

"Niangniang, the concubine heard that the prince has been sick for the past few days, is he better?" Someone asked, as if concerned, with a look of anticipation.

"Alas, it is said that this disease is like a mountain, it seems that the old saying is really true, the last time the concubine came, I saw the prince alive and well, this is only half a month, I didn't expect it to be the difference between heaven and earth." It didn't sound sour or cold, it was sour and cold, and I really didn't know what she was trying to say.

"This life is impermanent, the day is precarious, that's the reason, today is still a bright day, who knows if tomorrow will be cloudy, or rain. Therefore, this man, let him take care of his immediate eyes first, lest he be blessed and not enjoyed. This is even more outrageous, it's just that she is sick, and she dragged out such a long speech, what is she talking about, is she talking about it to someone who cares.

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A woman's heart, I can't see through it. On weekdays, they pretend to be warm and virtuous, and when someone is in trouble, although they will not fall into the well, they will definitely pour cold water on their heads.

The hot and cold state of this world is all created by the sinister nature of the human heart.

The queen listened to these endless bad words, and chuckled, "The kindness of the ladies, the palace has received it, the prince is just a minor illness, so you will not worry about your stomach, under the conditioning of the imperial doctor, the recovery has been almost in the past two days." ”

The queen's fingers flicking the cup were slightly pale, in fact, the pale is not just the surface, and the queen's heart is not a vicissitudes of life? It's just that who can she talk to? When she learned of the Tang Dynasty's change, her world was already falling apart, and she didn't know who else she could rely on? The mountain behind her fell in vain, where should she go?

Even if she goes farther, her roots are still thousands of miles away in Datang, where there is a love that she can't let go of in her life.

Some people seemed to be very jealous of the queen's calmness, and asked extremely casually, but what appeared in that look was eagerness, "Niangniang, does the prince already have a suitable candidate for the crown princess?" The concubine heard that the crown prince had mentioned it to the emperor. ”

As soon as the words fell, the hall was surprisingly quiet, and the silence was unusual, and people seemed to be waiting to see the excitement.

The queen's eyes flashed with an imperceptible anger, are these people really unruly? It's all a bunch of groveling bastards. In a blink of an eye, he was full of smiles, "Mrs. Jun Anhou, but do you have the heart to match your daughter with the prince?" It's just that the palace hasn't heard the prince talk about the young lady of Jun'an's waiting family. ”

The thick fat powder covered the embarrassment on Mrs. Jun'anhou's face, her mouth was half open, as if she was laughing and more like she was crying, and it took a while before she spoke, "No, it's not, Niangniang, the little girl has no virtue and no talent, how dare she climb high?" ”

"Really? Then it's good to be on standby with peace of mind, don't have no roots. The queen's face was kind, but there was a cold air in her voice.

"Yes, yes, what the queen said is very true, the concubines will definitely be measured." Mrs. Jun Anhou replied weakly, the sweat had already soaked her underwear, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, just nodding frequently.

The bejeweled ladies invariably picked up the tea cup in front of them, the good tea in the tea cup had lost its heat, and the aroma of the tea was also condensed, and there was no longer any half. The clear green tea swayed slightly, disturbing their images reflected in the water, distorting and terrifying, changing shape like ghosts, and the noblewomen covered their lids in panic, picked up the handkerchiefs and wiped away the remaining tea stains from their mouths, looking frank and selfless.

The false posture of everyone can be seen at a glance, and the queen smiled coldly, in the world, this is the case, thousands of people are used to praising high and stepping on low, and there may be only one true temperament - Zhang Yuxia, the lady of the Zhang family.

Yes, among all living beings, there is also her! With her, this world has a unique style, compared to this group of vulgar women, it is no wonder that some people fall in love with her.

The queen's mind changed, and she thought of Zhang Yuxia so abruptly, although she didn't like it.

The queen's red lips hooked slightly, hooking a smile, her eyes wandered, and finally found her in the most inconspicuous corner, she was dressed in a pale blue shirt, sat there silently, did not even raise her head, and was widowed, as if in the depths of the mountains to welcome spring.

Did she deliberately hide herself?

Why bother?