Chapter 162: Provoking the Queen?
In Fengyi Palace, the queen had already packed up and was ready to go.
Hearing the news from the subordinate, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
Can't squeeze in that time and have a good rest?
How ironic.
The reason why she stays in the Buddha hall all day is just because she has nowhere to spend a lot of time. If the emperor also accompanies her like Feng Qian, where will she have the time to chant sutras and worship the Buddha?
What she knows is that there is no hope in her life, except for the position of this queen, there is no hope for anything else.
It's just that she didn't expect that on a day like today, the emperor would take Feng Qian with him so simply.
There has never been such a rule.
Sure enough, the rules are set by people. If you want to do anything, isn't it all a matter of the emperor's words?
The queen sighed almost inaudibly, her armored tail finger was slightly cocked, and she rubbed the corners of her forehead: "Qiao'er, you go to report to the emperor, and say that the palace is suddenly unwell, and I am afraid that I will not be able to accompany you to the Duanwang Mansion to congratulate you." ”
Qiao'er was stunned for a moment, and then said in a sullen voice: "Yes, the slave obeys the order." ”
Along the way, Qiao'er was in a panic.
The master is obviously a queen, why do you want to let a concubine in such a low voice?
Now the master has a good temper, and if he changes a bad temper, he doesn't know how to rectify the concubine of Na Laoshi hundreds of times!
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Qiao'er soon arrived at Fengming Palace.
When the Queen Mother heard Jun Moying's words, she was already a little unhappy. Although Jun Moying didn't say it explicitly, could she still not know? Don't let the queen follow, don't you just want to take that Feng Qian?
Originally, I hoped that the queen could do something, but now that Qiao'er said this, the queen mother knew that there was no drama and she couldn't count on it.
Sure enough, there should be no expectations for the grumpy queen.
"Mercy, are the mourning rites ready?" The Queen Mother no longer dwells on the established facts, so go if you like. Hengzhu that Long Wei is just a country woman without a family, even if she makes friends with Feng Qian, what can she do?
"Back to the Queen Mother, everything is ready." Lian Ruo nodded respectfully, and the Queen Mother let her take someone to set off with the emperor.
Jun Moying went back to Fengyang Palace first, and the little eunuch at the door went in to spread the word, and Feng Qian jumped out of it with a smile. She didn't wear much headdress, she simply pulled a flowing cloud bun, hairpinned a few small pink flowers, and her sideburns hung down with tassels swaying with her movements. Wearing a small red flower jacket on his body, he looked at it from a distance, like a happy child.
Pian Ruo was taken aback.
Jujube red?!
Although it is not red, it is also a color that can only be worn by the mother of the main palace!
Is the master of Fengyang Palace headless and confused, or is he deliberately dressed like this to provoke the queen by relying on the emperor's favor?
Lian Ruo carefully observed the changes in her expression, it didn't seem like it was intentional, and her eyes were so clear that they couldn't be reminiscent of those dirty and filthy at all.
That's the former?
But it doesn't make sense like this - her master doesn't understand, don't those subordinates in Fengyang Palace still don't understand? This kind of thing, if the emperor is to blame, it is not only the concubine who is unlucky, but the whole palace of Fengyang Palace is afraid that it will be punished.
However, this doubt was quickly answered.
Lian Ruo just watched the concubine walking towards the emperor, and the emperor, who was dressed in moon-white clothes, took the opportunity to hold the petite woman in his arms, and a faint soft color between his eyebrows was as warm as spring.
Moon white, jujube red, two colors that were not much related to each other, but at the moment they look extremely harmonious. (Zilang)