At that time, the night was surprisingly quiet, and only the rain outside was heard, and the previous whimpering and mournful wind was suppressed. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Sanjiu cold day, actually floating the continuous rain of spring and March, endlessly, this day is abnormally unfamiliar with the taste of sorrow in the world.

"Does the concubine really think that the emperor only loves you? Hum! It's just that Zhao Jun is not in good health, how can he have so much energy to deal with women. The concubine can give birth to a dragon species, and the palace sometimes can't help but guess Zhao Jun's attitude, will it be as disgusting as swallowing a fly? "The concubine is very good at enveloping men, and one after another the Venerable Master worshiped the hem of the concubine's skirt, and only the concubine has this ability in the world."

The Queen Mother is all vicious and unobedient, always beating the concubine like cold wind and freezing rain. The concubine leaned weakly on the soft quilt, with a splitting headache.

In the end, after a night of tiredness, the concubine still fell asleep with the sound of a slow voice outside the window.

The sun was probably forced by the cold to come out, and it looked indifferently at those who had to get by.

"This nasty rain beats in the middle of the night, it's cold and freezing, and you can't let people live?"

"My little jacket was just washed yesterday, and it's good today, and there are a slip of ice beads, when will it be dry?"

The little girls stared out sullenly, some were annoyed, some were depressed, some were complaining, yes, who would be rare to go out in such a bad weather.

Kwai Min gathered the charcoal, looked back at the girls who had nothing to do and chewed their tongues, and instructed them to be quiet, so as not to startle the concubine who had not yet woken up. As soon as the words fell, the voice of the concubine came out. The little girls stuck out their tongues one after another to make innocent appearances, and Kwai Min was angry and funny, raising her hands and clenching her fists to beat them.

Kwai Min took the decoction and entered the bedroom, and the concubine sat on the couch, her expression was lazy and weak, and she coughed a few times, saying that it seemed to have caused typhoid fever.

Kwai Min only smiled and said yes, thirty-nine days to catch up with the wind and rain, even if it is an iron man, he can't get through it, let alone the golden branches and jade leaves. As he spoke, he stood next to each other and fed the cold and qi medicine to the concubine.

Kwai Min helped the concubine to collapse and dress, and the concubine suddenly said, "Kwai Min, how credible is what the Queen Mother said?" “

Kwai Min is smart, she also pondered for a long time at night before sleeping, she thought about it for a while, and then said, "The Queen Mother and the concubine are like opposites, she regards the concubine as a thorn in her side, and the words are not true, the truth and falsehood are mixed to confuse the concubine." “

But she said that the emperor was sick and could not give birth, and the palace could not figure it out. You say that the Queen Mother, she can really cover the sky with her hands? The Imperial Medical Bureau, all the palaces and gardens have been set up by her? “

"Touching the bloodline of the little brother, the slave maid thought that maybe this was the way for the queen mother to get rid of the royal status of the little brother."

"If the blood is not right, how can you inherit the great cause? The Queen Mother's trick is insidious and vicious, she is ruthless and bent on going her own way. The concubine looked at her haggard self in the mirror, her mind became more and more depressed, and her eyes were pondering, "This palace had suspected that the emperor had avoided the palace a few days ago, and he deliberately connived at the queen mother's actions, and I always felt that the two were related, but there was no detail to start. But as far as the queen mother mentioned the little brother, the emperor couldn't say that he was really suspicious, but he always had a heavy face and was invisible, and the palace was also confused. “

Kwai Min's hand combing his hair paused slightly, and he skillfully pulled his bun again, and he hesitated in his heart and didn't know whether to talk about it, and was seen by the concubine. Although the two get along as masters and servants, they act in an extremely tacit understanding, and the concubine knows that Kwai Min has ideas that are not easy to say, so she smiled, "Kwai Min should know that this palace is already transparent to you, you don't have to scruple, there is nothing wrong with having something to say." “