The queen looked at the distracted Zhang Yuxia quietly, sneering in her heart, and the empathetic woman in the emperor's eyes was nothing more than that. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 How can you really make a new bed for you? No grudges? It's just a coaxing hypocrisy.

The queen's eyes rolled over the anger, her chin was raised slightly, her expression was tight, and her voice was cold, "Yulan, do you really want to leave the palace?" Or is there something else going on? From the perspective of this palace, you are smart and well-behaved by nature, even if you leave the palace, you will not be inferior to people. Why bother to be confined to this bright and uncertain palace? ”

"Niangniang is aware that the slave Yulan doesn't dare to have delusions in her heart, so she just wants to stay by Niangniang's side. Now, Yulan is like this, and when she returns to her hometown, her parents will never accommodate slaves and maids as before. If the mother can't tolerate the slave and the maid, the slave and the maid are not as good, it is better to ......" Yulan seemed to be moved by her true feelings, and for a while she burst into tears, and her liver and intestines were broken. If you don't accept it, I'm afraid it's someone else's fault.

"Yulan, don't say stupid things anymore, the queen mother and the palace are reasonable, how can they blow your mind? You step back first, and let the palace and the queen think about it carefully, I believe that I will not be wronged with you. Zhang Yuxia forcibly let go of her troubled and tired mood, and could only be comforted like this.

The queen's dazzling face faintly flashed a smile of successful conspiracy, and the gray sky outside the window was charming.

Yulan retreated, and the two tall women in the hall had their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was delicate. At this time, the emperor came.

The queen straightened her face, but Zhang Yuxia's heart was not loose but tightened, her chest was stuffy and panicked, she couldn't help but stay there, Mu Mu Cao, wringing the cuffs in her hands.

The emperor was slightly surprised, and subconsciously glanced at the queen, seeing that she was at ease. The doubts in my heart inevitably worse, what's wrong with the concubine? The soul is not giving up, and his face is not as calm as usual.

The emperor's already tight brows shrank even more at this moment, his steps were gentle, and he stepped forward to hold Zhang Yuxia's stiff hand, "Is Concubine Ai uncomfortable?" Your hands are so cold, why don't you pity your body. He seemed to blame, but this tone was obviously doting and caring, and he could find a trace of anger. Such warmth pierces the hearts of others like sharp thorns.

It was cold and windy outside, but the emperor's hands were as warm as ever, and his eyes were as warm as the early summer sun. The emperor took pity on her after all, and Zhang Yuxia opened a circle of ripples in her heart. Perhaps, perhaps, the emperor will agree. He should have understood her heart.

It's just, it's just, how to speak. On one side is the husband she regards as life, and on the other side is the queen who cannot be delayed.

Zhang Yuxia wanted to talk and rested, and was in a dilemma.

"Your Majesty." The soft voice broke the silence that shouldn't belong to the day, and it was the queen. Only the queen can maintain her proper demeanor at all times.

The dark tide in the emperor's heart is surging, he is wondering, the queen probably can't bear the loneliness again, and is going to make waves again, right? She still wouldn't give up. There was a hint of ridicule in the emperor's eyes, "Empress, I am very relieved to come to visit the concubine on such a cold day." ”

The emperor's words were all empty politeness, and his voice seemed to be the wind of early spring, saying that it was warm and cool, and he helped Zhang Yuxia to sit down while speaking, and motioned for the queen to sit down.

The queen saw that the emperor was affectionate to the concubine on the one hand, and turned a blind eye to her on the other, how could she not be sentimental? How can one remain indifferent? But she could only deeply hide the annoyance, shame, and anger that surged from her. Even if she has the heart to turn the conflict into a jade silk, it is not something she can do on her own. The smile on the queen's lips lingered, as if she didn't understand the heartache of the master, as if she was born independently, but she was obviously charming but like a flower that would break away from the branches, and she was gloomy, "Your Majesty, the concubine heard that the concubine has a bad appetite these days, so she specially cooked lotus seed soup." I don't want to come but cause an incident out of thin air, and the concubine is in a dilemma. The concubine also felt uncomfortable because of this. The queen seemed to be really ashamed, and if she continued to say more, the sound was almost inaudible, and her face was as sad as a play.

Zhang Yuxia's mind sank suddenly, and she suddenly raised her head to meet the emperor's inquiring gaze. The emperor's narrow eyes are like a pool of wells, and his fatigue and vigilance are locked in the depths of the well. At a glance, she already knew that the emperor was probably already aware.

The voice has landed, and it seems that this is the only way to go. What is to come is to come.

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