"Niangniang, please go back to Hanyunju quickly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The emperor, the emperor is furious, Yulan, Yulan is only afraid that her life is on the verge of death...... Mother, please save her. Xi'er's face was pale, and she knelt outside the door, her desolate sorrow mixed with the bleak north wind and distorted a little, sounding distressing.

Zhang Yuxia had just left the couch to make up, and she was so troubled by Xi'er that she couldn't help but fall to Kwai Zhi.

As soon as Kwai Zhi touched Zhang Yuxia's gaze, he lowered his eyes as if he had a weak heart, and he didn't say a reason for a long time.

"What the hell is that?" The suspicion in Zhang Yuxia's heart deepened, a pair of thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and her hands seemed to be trembling slightly.

Kwai Zhi bit her lip, subconsciously glanced outside, and then was silent for a moment, "The slave maid also just heard Xiao Shunzi talk about it, it seems that Yulan kept vigil yesterday, and the emperor was depressed and drunk, and later ......" Speaking of this, Kwai Zhi quickly raised her eyes and glanced at Zhang Yuxia, seeing that she seemed to be calm and composed, her heart was horizontal and continued, "Later, somehow, Yulan slept next to the emperor......"

It turned out to be like this, even after thinking about it, Zhang Yuxia never expected it to be such a scene, which was indeed very unexpected. Between the tossing and turning of my mind, there is no struggle, no anger, and there is only a faint melancholy, as delicate and smooth as autumn water.

Perhaps, this is also providential.

Then obey the will of heaven, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, he has borne a lot, and the nature he has must complement each other.

"Mother." The more Kwai Zhi saw that Zhang Yuxia was calm, the more timid she became, because she had no way to figure out her mother's thoughts. "Niangniang, the slave sent someone to send Xi'er back, it's Xi'er who is ignorant......" Kwai Zhi said cautiously, for fear of touching Zhang Yuxia's sore spot.

"No, Aoi Zhi will go to Hanyunju with the main palace." Zhang Yuxia had made up her mind, propped up on the edge of the table with one hand, stroked her unbearable waist and abdomen with the other, and struggled to get up.

Seeing this, Kwai Zhi couldn't help but be surprised, and after being stunned, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and hesitated, "Niangniang, is this necessary?" "After all, no one has understood the emperor's thoughts, and he is extremely angry, and no one dares to say what the result will be if he passes through the anger.

"How else? That's also a human life, how can it be by the emperor's temperament? The forbearance on weekdays was completely replaced by perseverance at this time, Zhang Yuxia was eager to save people, and she couldn't help but hurry up.

Kwai Zhi knew that he couldn't stop it, so he only sighed slightly in his heart, I hope Niangniang is right.

In Hanyun Curry, Yulan was only dressed in single clothes, kneeling on the ground, cold and afraid, and her cat-like curled body trembled like rice bran.

How could she not be afraid? The emperor was furious and said that he would give her death.

After all, she was wrong and underestimated the emperor's affection for the concubine. The emperor's pillow person seems to be only a concubine, and she, a night of clouds and rain, in exchange for boundless humiliation.

Yesterday, she was still full of ambition.

Today, she fell to her knees and begged for mercy.

It turns out that the subversion is only in a moment. Not even a chance to turn back.

What a life! Why is the ground always full of thorns?

Magnolia's once proud heart was full of sores, and sadness overflowed the entire heart, why? Why such a tragic scene? Blinded by glitz? Or is it overshadowed by hatred?

"Your Majesty, Hedinghong has sent it over." Such a scene is very depressing, and the chamberlain is a little more careful than usual when he speaks, for fear of causing trouble to himself. The voice was so calm, calm without a trace of emotion, like a white cloud floating leisurely in the sky.

It's just a minion, cheap as a mustard, doesn't this happen often in the palace?

It's very loose and ordinary, and I don't think it's weird.

"Give the lowly crane a red top to set an example." The emperor's cold gaze swept over the thin and helpless magnolia, and he didn't know where to fall.

This is the ending of Cheng Huan? Directly is the final destination of life.

Sadness, resentment, unwillingness, so what? It only adds to despair.

Yulan raised her eyes stiffly, and her eyes were like two pools of stagnant water, and there were no waves.

Crane top red? Intriguing name, legendary-like beauty. Now, it is in his hand, and it is given by the emperor of the Ninety-Five, how many lifetimes does it take to cultivate this blessing?

She smiled, like a flower branch in the wind, with enough poignant.

", aren't you grateful?" They were very angry at her rudeness and rebuked her loudly.

Oh, yes! It's time to be grateful, and this may be her last word to the world.

Yulan smiled, the delicate wine cup was held high above her head, and her expression was pious and impeccable, "Thank Emperor Longen." ”