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It was night, but the wind that poured into the warm tent did not stop.

Cen Mooning leaned on the tuaning cushion and sat with her arms crossed, feeling the stiffness of her body every minute. She was the same as the rest of the concubines in the harem, waiting for news.

In the end, who did Zeen sedan chair pick up and send it to Qingxuan Palace......

It seems that no matter who picks it up, it's the same for her. So why be upset?

Lifting the soft silk cloud brocade quilt, she wore thin clothes, got out of bed and walked to the window.

If you can't resist the harsh winter wind, why should you be afraid of your head and tail, curled up and deceived yourself, but it is actually very warm? It's all fake.

"What are you doing?"

The familiar sound poured into the headphones, as cold and hard as the wind.

Cen Muning's body was a little stiff, and he didn't move for a while.

With a rush of anger, the hurried man suddenly picked her up horizontally, and threw her on the bed in three steps and two steps.

The action was a little heavy, and Cen Mooning frowned.

Zhuang Chen's eyebrows were filled with a thin layer of anger, and his face was cold: "Why did you deceive me? ”

"What?" Cen Muning looked at his eyes with some doubts, her hands and feet were cold.

"Where the hell did you go that night?" Zhuang Chenchen's face was tense, and his expression was terrifying: "I have waited until this time, and I have given you the opportunity to explain and confess to me, why did you delay coming?" ”

Cen Mooning could feel his anger, but she didn't have anything to explain. Yes, exactly.

If he trusted her enough, why did he need an explanation.

"Since the emperor doesn't believe in his concubines, why should he whitewash the peace, just investigate it directly. Why do things have to be asked? ”

She still has such a stubborn side.

Zhuang Chenchen suddenly felt that she was also a mysterious woman. Like a summer day, the face changes very quickly.

"I want you to say it."

"Concubine, she has never left Fengling Palace." Cen Muning insisted on this statement and did not intend to change it.

Her reaction infuriated him.

Zhuang Chenchen pounced on her, making her unable to move. "What are you hiding from me?"

"The emperor thinks the concubine has something to hide from you?" Cen Mu Ning looked at him with good eyes.

"Your mother's identity." Zhuang Chenchen kept looking at her with good eyes, and sure enough, her subtle expression still betrayed her heart. "You already knew!"

Cen Mu Ning had no way to avoid it, so he could only nod truthfully: "Yes." ”

"Why not?" Zhuang Chenchen's eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were cold.

"The emperor didn't ask, how did the concubine speak?" Cen Muning looked at the anger in his eyebrows, and his heart jumped suddenly.

"What is the purpose of your entry into the palace?" Zhuang asked Chenchen.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? It was you who ascended the throne and the concubines entered the palace with you. It's just a matter of marrying a chicken and a dog and marrying a dog. Cen Mu wanted to laugh, but before the corners of his lips could rise, he bit him on his lower lip. Hmmm......"

She frowned, holding back the pain, feeling the smell of blood in her mouth.

"What kind of parable are you?" Zhuang Chenchen got up unhappily and sat down with his back to her.

Cen Muning touched her lips, fortunately she was still there. "The emperor suddenly came to question the concubines about these things, so that the concubines could find a more appropriate analogy? The concubines have heard about the mother's affairs, but there is no substantial evidence. Involved in the political affairs of the first imperial dynasty, a woman, and the daughter-in-law of the royal family, have these concubines come to ask? If the emperor doesn't mention it, does he want the concubine to ask? If you really ask, the emperor thinks that the concubines have other plans to enter the palace, so how will they live in the future? Taking the husband as the sky is the hope for the concubine to survive. ”

"You're less clever here." Zhuang Chenchen turned around violently and pinched her chin, with a slight force: "The queen mother has repeatedly attacked you, and she can't tolerate you like this, it is not related to the events of the year." Cen Muning, what do you want to do if you stay by my side? ”

"What's the point of you asking me this now?" Cen Muning's heart was about to jump out of her arms. Did he already know about her revenge? Looking at his bottomless gaze, various coping strategies flashed through his mind. But the more anxious she was, the more she didn't dare to announce it. It seems that any reason is reasonable, and no reason is appropriate......

"When you become a queen, you don't take me seriously anymore?" Zhuang Chen's eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "Have you forgotten how you begged me to keep you in the first place?" ”

"The concubine didn't forget." Cen Muning held his wrist with his right hand and clamped his jaw, raised his eyebrows and said, "At that time, the concubine was just a poor woman who was sent to you with an uncertain future. Today, the concubine is your wife and your queen. ”

"Ho!" Zhuang Chen's tone was cold: "How is your wife?" And what about the Queen? ”

"Yes, the emperor's words, the concubine will definitely die." Cen Mu Ning looked at his eyes and smiled helplessly: "Since it is all decided by the emperor, why should the concubines struggle?" The queen mother doesn't like concubines, and her mother was the first emperor's Fengwei, what do these have to do with concubines? Before the concubine enters the palace, these are the facts that cannot be changed, is it because the concubine enters the palace, the facts can be distorted, and the spearhead can be pointed at the concubine? Emperor? What did the concubine do wrong? ”

She grabbed his wrist so hard that her nails dug into his skin. "You're either going to let go of your hand or you're going to strangle me."

Zhuang Chenchen was in pain and let go.

She gasped for a long time before she calmed down.

Zhuang Chenchen didn't bother to say more to her, so he got up and was about to leave.

Who knew that her clothes were actually grabbed by her, and she didn't move a few steps. "What are you doing?"

"The emperor didn't have an answer to that matter, so did he come to the concubine to sprinkle it?" Cen Mu glared at him angrily: "So that the harem has added new concubines and concubines and concubines who don't know anything, if you are not willing to pass on Qingli to explain, today Yingxue Pavilion admires the snow, wouldn't it be to let the concubines see all the jokes of the concubines?" ”

"If only you knew." Zhuang Yanchen said unhappily: "You are hiding it from me, and I have already given you enough face if I don't pursue it." ”

"The concubine wants to ask the emperor, who can drug the concubine in the palace, and who can avoid Yulinwei taking the concubine away? What kind of person can help in secret, and also send the concubine back without alarming anyone? And who instructed the servant to go to the queen mother to expose the concubine? And the queen mother was so impatient to let the emperor know about this, what kind of thoughts did she have? ”

"That's enough." Zhuang Chenchen's eyebrows frowned slightly: "You seem to be quite dissatisfied with me like this." ”

"Yes." Cen Mu got up boldly, stood on the bed and looked down at him: "Your Majesty, you are standing in such a high cloud all day long watching everyone around you. How do you know the suffering of others. ”

"Let go." Zhuang Chenchen yelled at her unhappily.

"No." Cen Muning gritted her teeth: "Why can you hold on to other people's pigtails, I can't." ”

"You ......" Zhuang Chenchen exerted a slight force and turned around. This seemingly slight and coherent action actually flipped Cen Muning and fell on the bed.

Even so, her hand tugging at his clothes didn't let go.

It really surprised Zhuang Chen.

"Are you crazy?" Zhuang Chenchen stared at her.

Cen Muning's eyes were full of stubbornness, and he gritted his teeth and sat up. "Okay."

He stared at her, not knowing what to say for a long time.

She kept tugging at his clothes, refusing to let go.

"Qingli, go get the medicinal wine." Through the door, Zhuang Yanchen shouted outside.

"Yes." Qing Li and Bingling's hanging hearts have never been put down, and they are a little relieved at this time.

The master asked him to take the medicine and wine, but he still cared about the mother. It shouldn't be a big deal, right?

The medicinal wine was sent in, and the green plough quickly retreated.

Zhuang Chenchen simply sat down on the edge of the bed, so that her hands pulling her clothes could be looser.

It's just that the action of drugging her is a little rude, and there is a stabbing sound, and her good clothes are torn.

The shoulders are red and swollen, and it makes people feel uncomfortable to look at.

He didn't say a word, poured the medicinal wine into the palm of his hand and rubbed it hot, and then rubbed it slowly for her.

From beginning to end, Cen Muning didn't say a word. Even if it hurts, she endures it silently.

The more it looked, the more uncomfortable it made Zhuang Chen. Even if she cried, she just had to be different from him.

"If you die one day, you must be given death by me." Zhuang Chenchen gritted his teeth and said, "I hate you the most like hard bones. ”

"Huh." Cen Mu Ning laughed dryly: "There are so many women in the harem, all of them are gentle and supple, and they are empathetic. Why didn't the emperor go to them? ”

"You're dragging me, how can I go?" Zhuang Yanchen said angrily.

"The emperor can go naked." Cen Mu glanced at him: "Untie your clothes and reward your concubine." ”

"......" Zhuang Chenchen rubbed her wound while looking at her expression.

Cen Muning slowly let go of her hand, turned her face and lay down: "It hurts here too." ”

Fang just hit the bed frame, and his waist hurt. She frowned and rubbed herself twice, and his hand covered with medicinal wine was already reaching out to rub her.

"I should leave you alone and let you cry until dawn." Zhuang Yanchen said angrily: "Don't think that if you wear so little cold wind and frostbite overnight, I will be soft-hearted." See if I will come to see you. ”

"Childish." Cen Muning didn't think so, she just wanted her impetuous mood to be swept away by the wind, leaving only peace and helplessness.

"Who do you say is naïve?" Zhuang Chenchen turned her over, and the tip of his nose was about to hit her eyes. "Try again."

Cen Mu Ning looked at his not very warm gaze and hugged his face with both hands. Her forehead pressed against his cold skin, and at that moment, she couldn't tell if she was colder or if it was him. Anyway, it touched a lot of frost.

"It's time for the emperor to go. Concubine Min and Concubine Mao are still waiting for your Zeen sedan chair to pick it up. ”

"Just tell them to wait." Zhuang Chenchen teared off the curtain unhappily: "I'm tired, I don't want to go anywhere." ”

Bingling closed the window outside, and then tiptoed back with Qing Li.

The room slowly warmed up, as if the wind outside had stopped.