"You ......" Mrs. Dong was stopped by someone as soon as she wanted to break in.

"Mrs. Dong." Tan Chen came in leisurely from outside the door and saluted the ladies who were resting on their seats.

A few people who were watching the excitement could only retract their eyes now.

"I'm almost done, so I'll go back first."

"Me too."

They stood up and left in twos and threes.

Tan Chen smiled and bent down to send them out, and when everyone was gone, he said, "If Madam wants to see Niangniang, it's not impossible." It's just that what should be said and what should not be said, Madame has to have a number in her heart. He smiled with coldness, "With that, the Dong family can only ......."

He gestured to his neck.

Mrs. Dong snorted with her momentum, pushed away the Gui Zhi and walked inside.

After crying for a long time, it was time for lunch.

The queen picked up the chopsticks several times and put them down.

Sun Guifei persuaded on the side: "No matter how sad the mother is, she has to use some food, what can I do if my body is boiled down." ”

The queen did not move, and the rest did not dare to move.

Sun Guifei and others persuaded after a few rounds before the queen picked up the chopsticks.

She pointed to a bowl of steamed vegetables in front of her, "This is for Sun Guifei." ”

Immediately afterwards, he gave dishes to Mrs. Xu, Mrs. Xie and others, ignoring Zhuang Zhao and Mrs. Zhuang.

Zhuang Zhao ate the dishes calmly, and his expression was the same as that of Mrs. Zhuang.

I'm going to cry after eating.

Even if it is padded, it is enough to choke on kneeling for a day.

When it was over, Zhuang Zhao couldn't stand up by himself, and he had to rely on white tea and Bai Ling to help him up.

"Master, Your Highness asked you to take his chariot back." Paper Yan put a handle on the side and said softly.

Zhuang Zhao's heart warmed, and he said softly: "Got it." ”

She sat on the crown prince's chariot, and halfway through, she heard someone outside saying, "Your Highness, please stay, and ask to see Your Highness." ”

came so blatantly to stop the prince's steps, I don't know, I still think she has anything to do with the prince.

Zhuang Zhao opened the corner of the curtain slightly, and saw the sleeve Yun kneeling on the bluestone slab, dressed in green clothes, fluttering like a fairy.

"Concubine Niangniang." She bowed her head at the sleeve.

As soon as the delicate voice came out, the body of the sleeve Yun was shocked.

Sleeve Yun didn't expect that it was Zhuang Zhao who was sitting in the chariot!

Zhuang Zhao's eyebrows softened: "Concubine Xian Niangniang is looking for His Royal Highness, but what is the matter, I don't know if I can convey it on my behalf?" ”

"It's nothing important," he said clumsily, prevaricating.

"That's good." Zhuang Zhao finished and lowered the curtain, "Keep walking." ”

The voice of the wheel gradually faded away, and the back that had been straight was loosened.

"Niangniang, I can find you" The little palace maid beside Sleeve Yun hurriedly ran over, her words were anxious, "Why are you kneeling, how cold is it on the ground, how good is it to enter the cold." ”

Algidity?

What chill compares to a chill?

As soon as the emperor was gone, she was left with nothing.

No children, no family background.

There is only one way left in front of me to become a monk,

What kind of cold is she afraid of?

Zhuang Zhao returned to the hall, and when he changed his clothes, he found that there were two bruises on his knees, which were printed on the white and slender legs, which looked extremely terrifying.

Bai Ling took a breath, "Master, why don't you help the slave and maid push the blood away for you?" ”

Zhuang Zhao nodded and asked Bai Ling to help her rub her legs.

It just so happened that the prince came at this time.

He was wearing a round-necked sky-blue robe, the golden dragon hovered over his chest, and his face did not have the usual spring breeze-like smile, looking cold and handsome.

"Your Highness," she gestured to get up, but was held down by the prince.

He lightly pressed the bruise with his fingertips, and distress flashed in his eyes, "How did you make it like this?" ”

"It's okay, it feels much better to let Bai Ling push." She didn't want him to worry, so she touched his frowning brow and deliberately made him laugh, "Your Highness will become an old man if you frown again." ”

The prince smiled and pulled her hand.

"Tired or not?"

Of course, when you are tired, you can only cry after kneeling for a day.

Kneel for a few days, and no matter how strong your body is, you can't hold it.

She leaned on his broad shoulder and coquettishly, "Tired." ”

"Then in the next few days, you will stay in the East Palace to take care of Ah Ling." The prince put his arm around her shoulders, sniffed the faint fragrance in her hair, and said soothingly.

Zhuang Zhaoguang knew how tired he was just by listening to his voice.

She just cried in the back, but he was still busy with the court.

"It's okay with me," she raised her head and looked at the prince seriously, "But Your Highness has to take good care of yourself, see that you have lost weight." ”

The prince's edges and corners are more distinct, and with the brilliance of being the heir emperor, it is even more attractive than before.

She remembered the sleeve Yun she met on the road, and her originally distressed eyes suddenly changed.

Zhuang Zhao stepped back and distanced himself from the prince.

"Your Highness, I met Concubine Xian when I came back today."

Seeing the prince's inexplicable eyes, she puffed out her face, "It's the 'sleeve Yun' beside the original queen." ”

It turned out to be her, and the prince knew it.

Zhuang Zhao also stepped on himself for her.

The prince is remembered, remembered, still new.

He replied flatly, "Oh." ”

Zhuang Zhao slapped him, don't try to fool the past.

The prince held her hand and rubbed it, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, the vinegar vat has turned over again?" ”