Chapter 170: The Favorite Concubine Smiled and Smiled 11

The person who walked in at the gate of the courtyard stopped.

I saw the girl who was captivating the country and the city, twisting the tender petals in her hands and chewing the petals in her mouth.

is a pleasing scene, but because of the maid's sad eyes, there is a bit of desolation for no reason.

In particular, the surrounding environment is still so dilapidated.

At the beginning, the concubine Niangniang, who was second only to the emperor in terms of food, clothing and use.

Now it's down to this.

It's really embarrassing and pitying.

Gao Gonggong's eyes were also a little unbearable.

Before the group came to the cold palace.

I have long heard 'someone' tell the eunuch to take good care of 'Liu Guifei'.

Presumably, Concubine Liu must have suffered a lot in the cold palace.

The emperor also felt a feeling of suffocation welling up in his heart.

"The Emperor's ?!!"

I thought I was wrong.

This sound seemed to startle the girl.

The girl in a shabby dress who still couldn't hide her bright colors turned around and looked at the entrance of the courtyard with a pair of bright eyes.

The two looked at each other in the air.

Pu Yangtang's handsome and unusually handsome face was expressionless, his expression was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, and he carried innate nobility and majesty.

The handsome and waveless young man should have been the sweetheart of the woman in the boudoir.

It's a pity that the name of the tyrant makes women stay away.

Everyone who saw the young man would tremble with fear, afraid that he would be killed by the emperor if he disagreed.

Flowers and cold sweat.

Why did the emperor appear in the cold palace?

Could it be that he noticed that the concubine Niangniang had left the cold palace without permission?

Blossom fell to her knees, trembling.

"See the Emperor."

In addition to acting and kneeling, Fusang has never bowed to others.

When I saw Pu Yangtang again, I was a little panicked.

Meet the emperor as a concubine of the cold palace.

Should you make a clear and lofty image, or a sad and pitiful appearance?

"Your Majesty." She called softly.

The girl's voice has its own softness, like a small brush teasing on a person's chest, bringing a little itchy feeling.

Pu Yangtang stared at the stunning girl in the city.

There were no emotional ups and downs in the young man's inky eyes, as if he was looking at a small thing.

The air becomes stagnant.

Everyone didn't dare to take a breath.

Gao Gonggong also couldn't figure out the emperor's thoughts.

Liu Guifei's witchcraft is a big crime, if you want to release the concubine Niangniang from the cold palace, you must come up with a reason to block the mouths of the people.

But.

No one in the world dares to disobey the emperor.

The emperor himself let it go if he wanted.

So, what does the emperor think?

After a while.

Pu Yangtang walked towards the girl under the peach blossom tree with his long legs.

The handmaid kneeling beside the maiden, her body trembling like a sieve.

"The Emperor...... The Emperor ......"

Blossom stammered and her voice trembled.

"Please...... Discerning...... The concubine really didn't curse you......"

Pu Yangtang stopped and looked at the palace maid.

Flowers are sweating profusely in fear.

"Your Majesty...... You will release the concubine from the cold palace...... The eunuchs here bully the mother......"

The little maid cried.

"Woooooooooo......oo Mother's sick ......"

The poor lady was hungry and ate all the flowers.

Puyang Tang Junmei frowned slightly, and slightly sideways his face.

"Is what she said true?"

Gao Gonggong hurriedly stepped forward.

"Back to Your Majesty, what this palace maid said is indeed true."

The cold palace was originally an abandoned place, and few concubines have escaped since ancient times.

Those pickled people love to bully the abandoned concubines in the cold palace.

Concubine Liu will become such a sick beauty, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

The Young Emperor ordered in a cold tone.

"Slashed!"