When Guo Zhenzhen said this, it was when her anger burned to its peak.

After speaking, she immediately felt that she had lost her words, and her calm sanity returned, she wiped her hands slowly, threw the handkerchief aside casually, and raised her eyes to look at Zhao Guiren: "You have always been thoughtful, and you can pay attention to everything." ”

Zhao Guiren laughed lightly, not showing any thought or surprise at all because of Guo Zhenzhen's words, as if he hadn't listened carefully at all.

On the contrary, Guo Zhenzhen praised her without knowing whether it was true or not, and Zhao Guiren immediately smiled: "The concubine and the mother's family are all for the mother, and the concubine pays attention to the mother and does her best." ”

Yes, she has always been so docile and obedient.

Know what to listen to and what not to hear, what to do and what not to do.

After following Guo Zhenzhen for so many years, Zhao Guiren knows the way to protect herself, and she also knows that she and her mother's net worth are in the hands of the Guo family, and Guo Zhenzhen is still a little relieved about her.

The words fell, and without waiting for Guo Zhenzhen to say anything more, Zhao Guiren panicked and pulled the embroidered handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose and coughed twice, patted his heart and gasped twice, and his face was ugly all of a sudden.

Guo Zhenzhen frowned slightly, leaned back in disgust, and said with a slightly sideways face: "Go back, cough like this." ”

Zhao Guiren covered the light in his eyes, he should claim that it was, supported by Qingge, trembling and saluting Guo Zhenzhen, and when he walked out, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and people looked swaying.

After coming out of the Anxuan Palace and walking a distance, Zhao Gui slowly stood up straight, not as sick as Fang Cai.

Qingge glanced back at the empty palace road, and sighed quietly: "Concubine Xian Niangniang has said that the little master should rest, why bother to make such a trip." ”

"She said hers, I will do mine, it is irrelevant." Zhao Guiren's expression was indifferent, and he walked slowly, "She didn't let me move, because she was afraid that I would rush to the Anxuan Palace and bump into the emperor by mistake, but the sedan chair passed in front of my palace, if I said that I hadn't seen it, she would say that I was useless, and it was wrong to be horizontal and vertical." ”

These days, Guo Zhenzhen has worked hard, doing her best for the affairs of the first queen, and doing it herself, isn't it just for the day when the emperor ascends to the palace?

Now that Concubine Jing was suddenly taken the lead, or did Concubine Jing do something wrong first, but she got the emperor's grace so much, can Concubine Xian swallow this breath? How do you figure out why?

She wanted to replace the queen's grace, but she failed again and again, if she didn't want to, the deeper the obsession, the deeper the hatred, no matter who showed her head at this time, she would be hated by Concubine Xian to the bones.

Zhao Guiren looked forward to seeing Guo Zhenzhen get angry and angry, only at that time, she could relax and be happy, and in the days of sending people to watch people's faces under the fence and live, this was her only pleasure.

The child is Guo Zhenzhen's heart headache, Zhao Guiren just wanted to pierce a nail in her heart, but she didn't expect Guo Zhenzhen to be so angry that she lost her words, which was really an unexpected gain.

This winter, it's really cold.

The nobles of Zhao, who returned to Yuqing Palace, sat quietly by the stove for a while, and then felt that their bodies were a lot warmer.

The warm current made people rely on it tightly, and Zhao Guiren held the tea in his hand and looked up at a pair of porcelain dolls placed on the table not far away.

The chubby little milk child smiled very cutely, this is the fashionable 'child sending porcelain' of the Nine Immortals, and there will be a few of them in the palace of these concubines.

There were children in the palace.

The eldest prince of the queen's mother was the only child in this palace.

Zhao Guiren still remembered that the child was soft with some milky smell, and once held her thumb with his little hand and called her with a smile: "Ying Niangniang." ”

Guo Zhenzhen said that before she became pregnant, there would be no children in this palace.

What does she mean from now on, or does she mean that from the past, there will be none?

Zhao Guiren stared at the 'sending child porcelain' and couldn't take his eyes off it, such an idea suddenly jumped into his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt cold and frightened, and the hand holding the tea lid unconsciously lost his strength.

With a bang, the tea lid collided with the teacup, splashing a few hot teas on the hands of the nobles.

She pursed her lips, her pupils fluttered from the sound, and after half a ring, she put down the teacup, and the hand that was scalded by the tea slowly clenched and hid it in her sleeve.