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"Enough!" Ji Gongyan raised his hand and pulled Mrs. Zheng, let her sit down on the chair again, this morning Ji Gongyan came back from outside the palace The situation is a little different from the past, in the past he knew that he had annoyed Mrs. Zheng, and he would definitely try his best to please him, but this morning he didn't, but walked straight into the study of Huachen Palace, sent someone to clean up the bamboo scrolls on the table, and moved elsewhere.

Mrs. Zheng was still holding it for a while at first, and when she found that Ji Gongyan didn't pick up her stubble at all, she began to panic.

Ji Gongyan didn't explain his behavior of packing up the bamboo rolls at all, neither said that he was leaving, nor did he say that he wanted to stay, and it was even more confusing to go to which palace, so at this moment, Mrs. Zheng, who came from Qiongtai Palace, held her breath, and Twenty-seven, the little girl, couldn't speak like this, she was so indignant that she couldn't wait to raise her hand and give Twenty-seven a palm, and the corners of her mouth would bleed.

Ji Gongyan stood up and said to Mrs. Zheng, "I'll go to Qiongtai Hall to have a look, you can give birth here." ”

This sentence is long enough, from this moment to the birth of the baby, probably saying that he will never come back, Mrs. Zheng shook her head and watched in despair as Ji Gongyan's back slowly disappeared on the Huachen Palace, and the whole person was physically exhausted and collapsed on the chair.

On the day she entered the palace, someone told her that everyone had a day when their gas was exhausted.

She didn't expect that she would eventually face this day, the only thing to be thankful for is that she was pregnant with his child in her womb, if she asked for a male mother to rely on her son, then at least she would not die well in the future. Mrs. Zheng's despair is hysterical, but she can only helplessly let the general trend go east, and her pregnancy is both a joy and a disaster.

Ji Gongyan hurriedly walked in front, and twenty-seven broken steps frequently walked behind, she lowered her head and followed him, hoping that he would not say a word. As Twenty-Seven expected, Ji Gongyan didn't say a word until the Qiongtai Palace, the embarrassed hall had been cleaned up, and the stained sheepskin on the chair had been replaced at the moment, and the entire Qiongtai Hall exuded a new smell.

"Go down." Ji Gongyan instructed Twenty-Seven.

"Yes!" Twenty-seven went out in response, she looked around and didn't see Sangzhu's figure, probably still soaked in warm water, trying to escape from yesterday's nightmare.

"Did you figure it out?" Ji Gongyu asked.

"The concubines have something to ask for," Bao Xi made a formal etiquette to Ji Gongyan, and there was no one here, which was a scene that no longer appeared after Bao Xi came to the Qiongtai Hall for a few days.

"What?" Ji Gongyu asked.

"Seal Sangzhu as a concubine." Bao Xi said word by word, this sentence made Ji Gongyan's pupils dilate instantly, and then calmed down again, "Say it again!" ”

"Seal Sangzhu as a concubine." Bao Xi said it again.

"Don't forget, to this day, you don't have an official title in the harem!" Ji Gongyan looked at Bao Xi and said word by word, which means that if Sangzhu is made a concubine, her status will be above Bao Xi, then the new master of Qiongtai will be a little-known person, not Bao Xi, the most favored woman in the past.

"The concubine knows." Bao Xi said.

"Still insisting?" Ji Gongyu asked.

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