Bingyi was taken aback, and opened her mouth slightly, "Miss is talking ......"

"The person who delivered the news may have already laid an ambush in the palace, just waiting for me to go in and step on the pit!" Baili Guyan couldn't help but sneer. With such a clumsy method, she could guess who was calculating her with her toes! At the moment, she doesn't know the situation in the palace, but she knows one thing very well, Brother Shaoqing has an army of 100,000, and no one can take Concubine Shu!

"Then Miss, are we going to report this matter to His Highness the Ninth and bring out the person who tried to frame Miss?!" Bingyi stared at a pair of clear eyes, and couldn't help but ask.

"This kind of thing, Brother Shaoqing is afraid that he has already gotten the news, so why should we go in and mix blindly, but ......" Baili Guyan's voice paused slightly, "Since people have dug a pit, if no one steps on it tonight, I am afraid that we will disappoint the other party." The purpose of my Shangguan Jingwan is to make the enemy cool first, and then make them cry in pain! So, this pit is set! ”

Bingyi's brows were twisted, her eyes were firmly fixed on her slightly bulging lower abdomen, and she persuaded her to say: "Miss, you are only three months pregnant, and the child is the most unstable at this time, you are entering the palace now, if there is something wrong, how do you tell me to explain to Madame?!" ”

"Who said I was going to the palace?" Baili Guyan's eyes were as cold as knives, the corners of his eyes were slightly hooked, and a pair of crystal bright pupils were full of cunning.

"Didn't you just say you were going to step on a pit?" Bingyi looked at her in surprise.

Baili Guyan beckoned to her and whispered something in her ear.

Bingyi's eyes widened in a daze, and her mouth widened slightly, "Miss, do you want to-"

"Shh Baili Guyan motioned for her to be quiet.

Bingyi nodded again and again, "The slave understands!" Slave and maid will do it—"

As soon as Bingyi retrieved the piece of paper from Baili Guyan, he was about to walk out of the military tent, but was called back by Baili Guyan.

Baili Guyan took the piece of paper, walked to the inkstone, took a piece of paper again, recalled Concubine Shu's handwriting in his mind, and then wrote a sentence, which was dried and stuffed into Bingyi's hand.

Bingyi glanced at the newly written letter, and couldn't help but smile a little, "It's still Miss who is thoughtful, compared to that reckless man in black, Miss's head is at least a hundred times smarter!" ”

Baili Guyan couldn't stand her flattery, and hurriedly waved his hand, signaling her to go out quickly.

Garan Temple.

The eighth prince was forcibly imprisoned in a violent room because of his fingers being cut off and his delirium.

After the eighth prince left, Concubine Jialan swayed, and fell into the arms of Zong Zhengxuan impartially.

"Aifei!" Zong Zhengxuan's eyes were quick, he supported her body, and then picked her up horizontally, walked straight towards the inner hall, and laid her flat on the bed.

"Your Majesty, the concubine's head is so dizzy, the concubine's body is so hot, the concubine is so thirsty, the concubine is so painful, the concubine is so uncomfortable......" Concubine Jialan's eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed, and sweat continued to seep out of her forehead.

Zong Zhengxuan reached out and probed her head, it was amazingly hot, and he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, and then waved his long sleeves and scolded Li Defu, who had just rushed back: "What are you still doing in a daze?!" The concubine is in poor health, why don't you pass on the doctor soon?! ”JJ3607191