In the palace of peace.

The soup bowl that Qi Ying had taken a sip of was placed in Guo Zhenzhen's hand, and she had been staring at the bowl of soup since she came back, leaning on the soft collapse with half propped up, her eyes were misty, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, she picked up the bowl of cold soup, scooped a spoonful, and handed it to her lips, like a devout believer, holding the sacred object, and tasting it lightly.

The lip line touches lightly, from the tip of the tongue, all the way to the heart.

"Yinglang." She opened her red lips slightly, and her tone was tactful, with two points of yearning, and it seemed to be mocking.

The porcelain spoon was thrown down by her with a clatter, making a crisp sound.

Xingyue stood aside, two points of sadness flashed in her eyes, she stepped forward to take the things in Guo Zhenzhen's hand and took them away, and when she turned around and walked out, she heard Guo Zhenzhen sigh very softly: "The voice is different." ”

After handing over the things to the little palace maid standing outside, Xingyue sighed very lightly.

Zhao Yuan poked her with his elbow: "What are you sighing for?!" ”

Xingyue didn't say anything, just glanced at the upper room, a little worried.

"The queen is gone, it is a great joy for our mother, after so many years, it is time to keep the clouds open and see the moon." Zhao Yuan lowered his voice, and after speaking, he took a deep breath, "That phoenix seal in Qionglin Palace, who else can hold it except for our mother?" ”

Xingyue nodded: "Yes, I know." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw from a distance that Qingge was helping Zhao Guiren over, Xingyue raised her skirt and took two steps forward to greet her, seeing that Zhao Guiren was still struggling to go up the stairs, she stretched out her hand to help: "Why did the noble man come here at this time?" ”

Zhao Guiren smiled at her, asked Niangniang Ke, and got Xingyue's response, and then took a breath and went into the house.

Guo Zhenzhen heard the movement, raised her eyes and saw Zhao Guiren coming in, and frowned slightly: "If you are not well, you can rest, what are you walking around?" ”

Seeing that Xingyue moved the embroidery stool for Zhao Guiren to sit on, Guo Zhenzhen barely straightened her body.

"The house was very stuffy, and the concubine just stood in the courtyard for a while." Zhao Guiren was accustomed to Guo Zhenzhen's attitude, and only cared about what he had to say, "Coincidentally, I met the Duke of Changzhong who led the sedan chair from the door of the concubine palace, Qingge glanced at it, asked a little more, and realized that it was a sedan chair from the Jinchi Palace, and the sedan chair was sitting. It's Concubine Jing. ”

Guo Zhenzhen suddenly raised her eyes, her hand playing with her armor paused, and her eyes showed a bit of danger: "Concubine Jing? ”

"Yes." Zhao Guiren subconsciously lowered his eyes, and his voice was still steady, "The emperor summoned Concubine Jing to sleep tonight, and the sedan chair fell in Meixi Palace, later. I have to carry people back. ”

As soon as the word "waiter" came out, the coldness in Guo Zhenzhen's eyes almost instantly overwhelmed her, and before Zhao Guiren finished speaking, Guo Zhenzhen had already grabbed the teacup in her hand and slammed it to the ground.

The porcelain piece was broken at the feet of Zhao Guiren, she didn't move, after taking a deep breath, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at Guo Zhenzhen: "Niangniang, if Concubine Jing is pregnant. . . ”

Guo Zhenzhen suddenly chuckled out loud because of Zhao Guiren's words, her chest rose and fell violently, even if there was no expression on her face, she couldn't hide the hatred that was rising wildly in her eyes.

Before Jiang Wan died, she was the one who worked hard.

After Jiang Wan died, she was the one who worked hard.

She has never paid less than Jiang Wan, and the only one who can comfort Qi Ying at this moment is the only one who can walk to Qi Ying's side again.

What is Concubine Jing?!

Guo Zhenzhen smiled extremely coldly, she took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the tea that was stained on her fingers when she broke the tea cup, her eyes were cold, and the fire that burned her heart and lungs was almost overflowing: "In this palace, there used to be children." ”

"Before giving birth in this palace, there will be no children in this palace."