Nan'an Gui, who returned to Fengluan Palace with an empty bowl, was surrounded by Yao'er and Xiaoru who had been waiting at the door for a long time as soon as she entered the door.

Yao'er was the most curious and excited and asked, "The emperor is cute to eat this pastry?" Did you show anything particularly happy and didn't keep your mother to sleep there? ”

There were too many questions about her, like an overwhelming flood pressing over, Nan Angui just raised her eyes weakly and glanced at her: "I'm tired." ”

With a simple three words, Nan Angui ignored them and returned to the room by herself.

In the courtyard outside, only Ting'er, who was at a loss, and Xiaoru, who also didn't understand the situation, looked at each other.

Isn't it possible to be unhappy to see each other again, obviously I was still so happy when I left, why did I come back like this after a round of play.

No one dared to disturb Nan'an Gui, so Yao'er and Xiaoru could only stay in the courtyard and guard Nan'an Gui.

Nan Angui was lying on the bed, and what reverberated in her mind was the smug face when she saw Concubine Li just walk by.

Suddenly, she began to recall what had happened in the past two years.

……

Everything is like a dream, how did she and Yan Miaoyu get to this situation step by step!

In the thirty-seventh year of Beihai, the first emperor Yan Yan died of illness, and before his death, he prepared an edict, entrusted his young son to Yan Miaoyu, and let the eighth prince inherit the throne.

That year, Nan Angui rose from the position of princess to queen overnight, and when she hadn't reacted to the change in identity, Yan Miaoyu suddenly told him another news.

There can't be only one queen in the harem, for the sake of the heir to the throne, Yan Miaoyu immediately expanded the harem to select concubines.

Although Yan Miaoyu repeatedly swore in the court that after a hundred years, the throne would be passed on to Ningxia, but these ministers always felt that this reason was ridiculous.

No one can guarantee that there will be no accidents in the process of Ningxia's growth, but for the emperor, but also to stabilize the relationship between courtiers, and taking concubines is the most direct way.

After a month of confrontation, Yan Miaoyu was finally defeated.

So when he told Nan An Gui that he was going to continue to marry a concubine, Nan An Gui knew the relationship between the two of them

It's not going to go back to the way it used to be.

As the queen, Nan'an naturally can't hinder this kind of thing, and he wants to help the emperor choose a woman with both virtue and talent to attack.

Li Shangshu has many close friends in the court, so it is beneficial and harmless for Yan Miaoyu to win over this courtier.

And his daughter-in-law, Li Yang, is the first person who wants to marry Yan Miaoyu as a concubine.

The special nature of her identity has brought her endless honors, and other names start from laying off people or selecting show girls, only this woman is the imperial concubine when she enters the palace.

Her identity is only one product with Nan'an Rose.

Beihai, the year of Emperor Xianfeng, on the eve of New Year's Day.

The capital is lively, the sound of gongs and drums shook the earth and resounded throughout the day, and finally when the night fell, this liveliness only continued to the palace.

Today is Yan Miaoyu's big day, but this joy has nothing to do with Nan Anzhuo.

Everyone respects the current queen, saying that she is virtuous and virtuous, generous and decent, but even if she is unwilling, it is not good that it will not affect today's wedding banquet.

No one cares about her thoughts or her feelings, in the palace, the eyes are red, whether it is red happy characters, or red satin, or red lanterns can be seen everywhere, but Nan Angui feels very dazzling.

Li Yang, the daughter of Li Shangshu, is now canonized as the imperial concubine and has become the heroine of today's wedding banquet.

Nan Angui suddenly felt that when she married Yan Miaoyu, she didn't seem to have today's magnificent waves.

The dowry alone spread ten miles of land in the capital, and the family sending team was as large as 1,000 people, and everyone said that such a ceremony could only be afforded by the queen.

But Nan Angui is an outsider to this banquet, and the people are rumored how much the current emperor likes Concubine Li to marry her with such a big pomp.

Even in the Imperial Palace, today is a rare bustle and joy.

But there is only one place where there is no trace of joy in sight, and it is deserted and incompatible with the palace.

It was Fengluan Palace, Nan Angui specially ordered everyone not to be here, Zhang Tianxi and hung red lanterns, at that time she was still arrogant, unwilling to learn the etiquette of the palace, and did not want to commit

Bend yourself.

In the entire Fengluan Palace, there was only a cold silence left, except for the wind blowing, there was no sound, Nan An Gui knew that all the subordinates were cautious, and they didn't dare to provoke her.

Nan An Zhuo sat alone in the empty palace, as if he could hear his own voice in the air.

Nan Angui was wearing a dark dress today, which formed a strong contrast with the red wedding dress, leaning weakly on the edge of the bed, and the excitement in the palace seemed to have nothing to do with her.

There was no candlelight in the room, so it was dim, and the moonlight outside the window shone through the cracks, reflecting the mockery of her eyebrows.

She comforted herself over and over again, and even complained bitterly about her behavior, she told herself that she should believe Yan Miaoyu, and he was just helpless.

I have just ascended to the throne and my foundation is unstable, and if I don't have a good relationship with my ministers, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to move forward in the future.

But why? Her heart still hurts terribly.

Yao'er and the others have quietly retreated, no one disturbs her quiet at the moment, and no one can understand her sadness at the moment.

Time passed slowly minute by minute, and after a long night, he was going to stay in another woman's room tonight.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the cold wind outside the window was blowing, just like her heart, infiltrating the endless cold.

Until a long time passed, she didn't wait for that person to arrive. She is still looking forward to it, this night, Yan Miaoyu will choose her.

However, there is no ......

Nan Angui will never forget that night, she leaned on the edge of the bed alone, sat quietly all night, and her tears were dry.

When Yao'er pushed the door in the next day, she was even more startled, and saw that Nan Angui seemed to be much older all of a sudden, her face was pale, and she was weak.

She waited for Nan Angui to finally fall asleep, the tears in the corners of her eyes were still flickering, and Yao'er was very distressed.

Lying on the bed and gently covering a quilt, Nan Anzhuo's body looked even thinner.

The next day, Nan Angui seemed to be having nightmares, and Yao'er couldn't bear to wake her up directly, so she had to stay by her side.

Yan Miaoyu didn't come over that day.