Concubine Qi's eyes stared straight at the paper ball on the ground, and her fiery gaze seemed to burn it to ashes with her eyes. I don't know how long it took for her to walk over step by step, gritting her teeth fiercely, and she didn't know who she was talking to.

In the end, he finally squatted down with his neck bent and picked up the paper ball.

Place in the palm of your hand, unfold and lay flat.

Looking at the still clear handwriting on it, Concubine Qi took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.

After making sure that she had memorized every word on it, she walked slowly to the bookcase, put the paper on the candle flame and burned it.

During the whole process, Concubine Qi's body was stiff, like a walking corpse. Even when the fire reached the edge of the paper, and was about to touch her hand, she forgot to throw it away.

It wasn't until she felt the pain in her fingers that she threw the fire into the fire, clutching her already red fingers.

Concubine Qi returned to the low couch and sat down, her face finally lost her anger, and gradually changed to a lonely vicissitudes, which was completely different from Fang Cai's appearance.

Linglong is right, the emperor's favor is still in full swing today, and maybe it will become a ruined yellow flower tomorrow.

Take her as an example, didn't she think she could stay in the limelight forever, but now?

The facts are right in front of you.

Feng Qian, Feng Qian, I don't know how long your honor can last.

******

Feng Qian lay on the bed for another day, and the unhappiness on his body disappeared completely. She is not an idle person, and she has just recovered from fù, and she wants to move her muscles and bones.

Taking advantage of Jun Moying's absence, she ran to the yard to stir up her flowers.

"Niangniang's body is just sharp, why did she come out again?"

Dongyang wanted to stop her, but Feng Qian couldn't stop her, so he happily carried a small hoe and dug up the mud, which was called "loose soil". Dongyang could only think about it on the side, hoping to persuade her to go back.

"You don't understand, it's called exercise." Feng Qian waved his hand, "I can't just nest in bed all day because it's cold, right?" That will only make the body more and more unhealthy and more susceptible to illness. ”

"But it's so cold outside, even if the mother doesn't have a good rest, she should stay in the house. When it gets warm in a few days, it's not too late for the mother to come out and exercise again! ”

Feng Qian turned around and gave her a big smile: "I just like it now, it's white, and the scenery is good!" ”

After that, he began to loosen the soil again.

Dongyang was completely defeated by her and didn't know what to say.

"The scenery is good in the white expanse?" A helpless voice came from behind him, "Then when the gardenias bloom, wouldn't it be better for me to let them sprinkle petals all over Fengyang Palace?" ”

Feng Qian burst out laughing.

turned around, holding a hoe, and crossed his waist with one hand: "I can't see it, you still have so many romantic cells!" ”

Dongyang was startled. Why is the master always so big and small when he talks to the emperor? If you don't salute, you don't ask for peace, and it's ......

Although the master is favored now, and the emperor doesn't care about the master, but in case the emperor thinks about it in the future, how can he settle accounts with the master?

In this palace, it's better to be safe.

The corners of Li Detong's eyes twitched, and he said in his heart that this little aunt and grandmother are really condescending in the palace, looking at this ruffian, it would be a pity not to go to the street to be a gangster.

"Romantic cells?" Jun Moying's lips hooked, and he walked towards her with his hands behind his back. (Zilang)