197 ulterior motives
On the way out of the palace and back to Baili Wenhan's mansion, Ruotang saw that Baili Wenhan wanted to ask her about what happened to her in the harem several times, but Ruotang put on a tired look, and Baili Wenhan held back.
After getting out of the carriage, Ruotang said to Baili Wenhan who was waiting for her tiredly: "It's not early. Your Highness, rest early. β
"Ah Tang." Baili Wenhan stopped her, "Don't you want to talk to me?" β
Ruotang paused for a moment, and then said lightly: "I'm a little tired, I want to go back to the house first." β
She raised her feet to leave, but Baili Wenhan quickly stepped forward to block her way, Xiumei's brows frowned slightly, and asked incredulously, "Are you angry with me?" Why? β
"Your Highness thinks too much, I don't ......"
"Don't be perfunctory!" Baili Wenhan was a little irritated by her cold look, "Tell me, what is the reason?" β
Ruotang was also not in a good mood because of the stimulation of this night, so he let out a breath and said lightly: "Then." Your Highness wants me to appear in front of people for a reason, can you give me one? β
Baili Wenhan's brows furrowed, "What do you mean by this?" β
"That's it." Ruotang suddenly felt bored, Baili Wenhan and her, there are still many things that can't be honest, and things have passed. It's not interesting to pursue it again.
But she didn't want to pursue it, but it didn't mean that Baili Wenhan was willing to let it go, "What do you mean, you make it clear." β
Ruotang was also made angry by him, and he was originally reluctant to tear his face with him, for the sake of the love that he still lived under the same roof, who knew that Baili Wenhan did not appreciate it, and wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end. Ruotang took a deep breath, "Even others can see that it is not appropriate for an orphan girl of mine to wear such a priceless dress to enter the palace, why didn't His Highness see it?" For tonight, Your Highness has been preparing for a long time, hasn't he? You've pushed me to the forefront. What is the intention? β
Baili Wenhan looked at her deeply, and said weakly for a while: "In your eyes, I have ulterior motives, right?" β
"I can't think of anything else you have in mind." Ruotang glanced at him as if he had been deeply stabbed, turned around and left.
Baili Wenhan's laughter sounded faintly behind her: "What can I do?" I just want to give you the best and let them know what I mean for you, that's what I mean. Is my intentions wrong? β
Ruotang paused at her feet, then took another step and continued to walk forward, she didn't look back, but her firm voice slowly blew into Baili Wenhan's ears with the night breeze, "But you didn't ask me what you wanted." It's not what I want. β
In the cold wind and bleak night, Baili Wenhan's lonely figure stood in place for a long time.
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A carriage that was not ornate drove out of the palace walls early in the morning. On the long handsome talent.
"Mother, do you want some snacks?" The old lady knelt at the feet of the concubine who was leaning on the big soft pillow, and asked while cooking tea for her.
Concubine Shu opened her eyes in the fragrance of tea, "This palace is not hungry - is there any news from Zhengyang Palace?" β
"There have been people back and forth, the queen did say that kind of thing yesterday, and the queen had a headache and wanted to go into the palace to rest, Miss Shen thought that it was to thank the queen for her kindness, so she went in to serve her for a while. Although they were far apart, it could be seen that the queen and Miss Shen did not say much. And later, Miss Shen left, and the queen was also faint, and only let a palace maid send it to the door and go back. The old lady replied carefully, "Actually, according to the old slave." Under your nose, how can the queen make any waves now, and Miss Shen's life is still in the palm of your hand. β
"A toothless tiger is also a tiger." Concubine Shu said lightly: "It took so long for this palace to trample her under her feet, but she couldn't be careless. β
"You're so jealous of her, why don't you just ...... her," the old lady stopped.
"If this palace can kill her, how can he allow her to live until now?" Concubine Shugui's eyebrows frowned slightly, "This palace knows that even if you get rid of that woman, Your Majesty will still not make me the queen, instead of killing the Shangguan clan, Your Majesty will set up another woman as the queen, and the palace will have to fight with her again, it is better to keep the toothless tiger of the Shangguan clan." Hongu has wasted too much time on the women of the haremβ"
She's not young anymore, and she still has many, many things to do!
The old lady looked incomprehensible, "Your Majesty loves you so much, it can be said that in this harem, Your Majesty is the only one in your eyes, if there is no Shangguan Clan, you should naturally help you to the throne, how can you ......?"
"It's not because of the years when Bengong was in Dachu!" Concubine Shu's tone was a rare little irritable, "All the courtiers who oppose this palace dig out the things of the past year, and this concubine in this palace is afraid that she will also do it." β
The old lady didn't dare to ask any more, and after serving the right tea to dry, she saw that her expression returned to normal, so she dared to speak again, "Niangniang, how should the cheap hooves of Rushui be punished?" β
Concubine Shugui's voice was cold as if she was spitting a poisonous snake from Xinzi, "Since she wants to climb a man's bed so much, send her to the lowest kiln." β
"Yes, the old slave will deal with it himself after returning to the palace." The old lady said respectfully.
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The carriage stopped in front of an inconspicuous house, which was at the end of the corner, bare and unnumbered, as if no one had inhabited it.
The skilled palace maid who accompanied her said respectfully, "No one is following." β
The old lady got out of the car first, and after knocking on the door knocker, she turned around and helped Concubine Shu get out of the car.
The old door creaked open, and out of it came a middle-aged man with a thin figure and a slightly pale face.
"Ah Rong." The man stared at the concubine in front of him almost obsessively.
Concubine Shu smiled at his gentle and bright lips, "Ah Zhong, let's go in and talk about it." β
Huangfu Zhong came back to his senses at this time, hurriedly got out of the way, and turned sideways to welcome her into the door, "Come in." β
Facing Concubine Shugui, Huangfu Zhong, who had obviously passed the age of establishment, was like a hairy young man, "Your face is not very good, but you have been too tired recently?" I'll give you a pulse in a moment, is the prescription I gave you at the beginning still useful? I've recently come up with a great recipe for someone to copy and take away? β
He was so excited and cautious that he didn't even know how to put his hands and feet, like a young man who was just beginning to fall in love.
Concubine Shu smiled softly at him gratefully, like the softest branch in the spring breeze scratching Huangfu Zhong's heart.
"Ah Zhong, thank you for your hard work."
"No, it's not hard." Huangfu Zhong waved his hand again and again, "Ah Rong, you know, I often feel that I haven't done enough for you. β