It's okay not to see each other on weekdays, but as long as there is Murong Weizhen, everyone else is like air.

The emperor greeted Murong Weizhen with cold greetings, Murong Weizhen was full of Lin Weier, and Yanxia brocade looked so good on her.

Her skin is white, which is suitable for such clothes, especially the one he wears today echoes her, and he feels happy to think about it.

A pipa song is played leisurely, it sounds good, the emperor and queen don't have the heart to listen to it at all, the pipa is played well, and it is not as important as the emperor.

Concubine Jing looked at it coldly, the emperor and queen are single-minded, the big things are not as important as King Chen, look at this title, look at this attitude, the emperor's partiality is not a day or two, and the princes are not satisfied for a moment and a half, the more the emperor does this, the greater the contradiction between King Chen and the other brothers, and at the same time he is becoming more and more blessed, otherwise there are so many princes in the emperor, except for the early death of the emperor's eldest son, King Chen has been sick since childhood, which is all the disaster of eccentricity.

The closest to Murong Weizhen was the second prince, he clearly smelled a medicinal aroma, looking at Murong Weizhen's face, pale as paper, and his body was much thinner than the last time he saw him, not to mention his complexion, which could not be worse.

After sitting for less than half an hour, Murong Weizhen was not in good spirits, got up to say goodbye, and glanced at Lin Wei'er before leaving, Lin Wei'er was also looking at him, the two looked at each other and smiled, without much communication.

Lin Weier saw his dress, and finally understood why he had to come here, this stinky man, she was going to Mu's house soon, how could she see him before leaving, I didn't see him for a few days, his improvement was getting worse and worse, Shuohua had no news, and he didn't get the nine-needle dragon sprout grass when he thought about it, if he got it, he would have passed the news back.

Murong Weizhen left, Lin Weier sat down and kept distracted, originally the Lin family wanted to be a little transparent when they came today, and they didn't come out and didn't take the lead, their family thought so, but some people couldn't get used to it.

"Your Majesty, after watching so much, the girls of each family have performed well, but the concubines still feel a little bland, the concubines have long heard that Lin Shangshu's daughter is both talented and beautiful, and the concubines have been waiting for a long time, and the most anticipated thing is the daughter of the Lin family, do you want to see what talent the daughter of the Lin family shows."

Concubine Jing sat firmly in the harem and sat firmly in the first palace, of course she knew that the Lin family did not report to show her talent this time, and just now Lin Weier refuted her face in the Lintoe Palace, and she would never let Lin Weier feel better.

"Oh? Lin Aiqing is my humerus, and the daughter of the Lin family will naturally not be bad. "The women in the palace are careful, he has seen a lot, Lin Weier is the person the emperor has taken a fancy to, that kid has just left, if he is bullied by the future princess, he will definitely make trouble with himself again, he dares to provoke, it's okay to provoke that kid, I'm afraid that the queen will lose her temper with him.

Concubine Jing did not achieve her goal, and continued: "What the emperor said is that the concubine has never seen the young lady of the Lin family before, just now I heard that Mrs. Lin brought her daughter into the palace, and the concubine specially summoned the daughter of the Lin family. Concubine Jing said sadly, Emperor Xuanhe's smiling face immediately changed color, squinted his eyes, and looked at Concubine Jing coldly.