Gonggong An pondered the meaning of Murong Che's words, and nodded hesitantly: "Yes." ”

"Good, good." Murong Che's bright yellow embroidered sleeves like a lifelike dragon stretched out, "Kneel for three hours, slap your mouth for twenty, and don't speak in front of me for three days!" ”

Dropping these words, Murong Che flicked his sleeves angrily and walked away.

Father-in-law An had a bitter face, knelt down obediently, and opened his mouth hard.

After solving the hygiene, An Miao took out the moldy quilt and put it in the moonlight to blow the wind.

When the wind was blowing, she went to the ground to find some healing herbs and went to the stream outside the Xiangrui Palace to wash them, found a stone that could be used, smashed all the medicines, and applied them to the wound.

One night, no sleep.

The cold wind was blowing slowly, and the cold feeling brought by it was much greater than that of the day, An Miao's body curled up, shrunk together as much as possible, sat on the grass, and spent the night.

The reason why she had to rest outside was because it was ventilated inside, there was no quilt yet, and at the same time, the darkness made her a little scared, and it would take time for her to get used to it.

The next morning, it was still dark.

After An Miao sobered up, she cleaned herself up a little with water and went to the imperial dining room.

She had to eat, she had been hungry all night, and if she didn't find anything to eat, she was going to die.

But who knows, after only walking a few steps, he met An Yan, who came to watch the show.

An Yan is dressed generously and decently, the butterfly hairpin with pearls is faintly shining in the early morning light, and the peony and butterflies complement each other.

I have to admit that she is just as beautiful as she is.

An Miao didn't want to deal with An Yan, so she lowered her eyes and moved to the left, intending to bypass her and move forward.

But who knew that she just bypassed, and An Yan followed, just to block her way.

An Miao went to the right.

An Yan also went to the right.

An Miao continued to move, and An Yan followed suit.

After repeating it like this a few times, An Miao became impatient, raised her eyes to gaze at An Yan, and asked in a not very good tone: "What's the matter with my sister, I entered the palace before the sun rose, and stopped my sister's place in front of this gloomy and terrifying Xiangrui Palace." ”

An Yan glanced at An Miao contemptuously, and hooked her lips proudly: "How about I just stop you from going?" How? Do you really think you're capable of fighting me now? ”

Saying that, she raised her hand and gave An Miao a slap, with great force.

Although An Miao reacted quickly and caught An Yan's hand, she was defeated by An Yan because she was thrown yesterday and starved all night.

An Miao covered her sore and hot face and turned her face to the side.

An Yan covered her hands exaggeratedly and wrinkled a beautiful face: "Sister, you, how dare you do this!" ”

Is she going to beat a rake?

An Miao slanted her lips and chuckled: "Hehe." ”

This laughter made An Yan puzzled: "When has this been, my sister can still laugh?" ”

"Why can't you laugh?" An Miao asked An Yan rhetorically, her embarrassed and haggard face had a pair of moist eyes that were extremely shiny, "Sister, sister, don't forget the current identity of this palace!" ”

She made a lot of effort with the words "this palace and identity", and her words with strength actually made An Yan stunned.

That expression, that words, scared her.

"Don't tell this palace, identity is nothing." An Miao smiled, smiling wickedly and gloomy.

An Yan subconsciously retreated.

"Sister, no matter what happens between this palace and the emperor, how much bullying this palace will be subjected to, it has nothing to do with you! Naturally, you are not qualified to come to Hongu to settle accounts! ”

After An Miao finished speaking, she secretly took a breath, and swept her cold eyes to the side: "Sister, Xiangrui Palace is ominous, you should come here less, so as not to be contaminated with unclean things, and even this palace gate cannot be stepped into in a dignified manner." ”

She was so hungry that she didn't have much strength, and if she continued to entangle, she didn't get the upper hand.

An Yan was stunned in place, and An Miao's words kept echoing in her mind, sighing.

An Miaodu, they are all in the cold palace, and they still have such momentum, and they can still say things that embarrass her and threaten her!

An Yan bit her lip fiercely, and her face turned blue with anger.

An Miao hooked her lips at An Yan, and the provocative intent swayed in her dark eyes.

It was so obvious that it fell into An Yan's heart and caused ripples.

"Good!" An Yan flicked her sleeves coldly, pointed at An Miao angrily, and stepped back while saying cruel words, "An Miao, although your identity is a concubine, you are no different from a subordinate, just if I kill you here, the emperor will definitely not blame!" ”

Won't blame? An Miao raised her eyebrows, she was thin, An Yan wanted to kill her, it couldn't be easier.

"Why retreat? Scared? An Miao asked, moving forward at a fast pace.

yes, why should she be afraid to retreat? Annoyed by her cowardice, An Yan glared at An Miao's frightening eyes, and she raised her hand to fight again.

But this time, he was caught by An Miao.

An Yan frowned and wanted to withdraw her hand, but An Miao pulled out the silver hairpin in her bun and stuffed it into An Yan's hand.

"Come on, aren't you going to fight? Kill me directly, and the left and right palaces are also a waste! She held An Yan's hand, held the silver hairpin, and stabbed her neck little by little.

When she reached the neck, she slammed hard, and the silver hairpin pierced into her delicate neck, bleeding bright red and piercing blood.

Blood! An Yan was frightened and hurriedly withdrew her hand.

However, An Miao used all her strength to control her, and An Yan failed to succeed.

An Miao continued to exert herself.

The sharp black eyes gradually dyed a bloody red, An Miao smiled, smiling evilly.

In An Yan's eyes, this appearance was like a ghost who loved people in the night, and she was so frightened that she retreated again and again.

"No, don't!" She was mad, trembling and using all her strength, to pull out the silver hairpin.

Both of them took a few steps back, An Miao stepped on the stone, and her center of gravity was unstable and she fell.

An Yan stumbled a few steps before she stabilized her thin figure.

An Miao glanced at An Yan's embarrassed appearance and smiled.

"Ahaha." She laughed wildly.

An Yan was annoyed: "What are you laughing at!" ”

An Miao was silent, and continued to laugh, and her hoarse laughter expanded and expanded in this empty and bleak place, and finally made An Yan's ears echo with this voice.

She was irritable and frenzied: "What the hell are you laughing at! ”

An Miao was still laughing wildly.

An Yan's heart fluttered when she saw An Miao like this now.

Crazy, An Miao must be crazy!

It's not a good place, get out of here! An Yan's face was pale, she looked left and right a few times with a weak heart, and hurriedly slipped away.

In the distance, a place where he could hide his body, Murong Che watched quietly.

Father-in-law An took the cloak and stood not far from Murong Che with a worried expression.

He's the one who is still shocked.

Yesterday, he was angry for the emperor and did something to hurt her, he thought that the emperor would be happy, but looking at the current situation, even if the emperor hates her, he still has her in his heart.

In this way, as long as they can solve the misunderstanding, they can be together.

At that time, this An Miao will be the master of the harem.

An Miao scared An Yan away, and she was also injured, she sat on the ground and didn't get up for half a day.

The wind of hugging and indifference blew again and again, blowing her weak figure and swaying constantly.