At the moment when Sima Mo was thinking, a chaotic footstep came from outside the door, it was Gonggong Jiang beside Sima Mo.

"Why are you here again?" was disturbed, and Sima Mo was obviously a little displeased.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, and the slave has to ask Your Majesty to go back to the palace to rest."

Because of Gonggong Jiang's words, Murong Jin reacted, and it turned out that it was late at night before he knew it.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, the concubine is brave, please go back to the palace to rest." Murong Jin got up and blessed his body obediently.

Sima Mo was obviously still unsatisfied with tonight's chess game, but Murong Jin spoke, so Sima Mo got up and his eyes fell on Murong Jin, "This chess game is not over tonight, I will come back tomorrow night." As the words fell, he took a step.

Hearing this, Murong Jin's body was obviously stunned.

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Boom.

The delicate green-glazed teacup was shattered on the ground.

"What are you for?" The poppy gritted her teeth in anger.

"The slave deserves to die, beg the beauty to forgive her sins." The palace maids knelt all over the ground.

"Your Majesty hasn't been here for a long time, but you can't think of any tricks, I really don't know what this palace is keeping you for."

Since that time she asked Sima Mo to come to Yunzhao Palace under the pretext of abdominal pain, in the following days, Sima Mo has never set foot here again.

She thought about it and was a little unwilling, if it continued like this, how could she have a chance to conceive a dragon fetus?

In the palace, only the concubine who gave birth to the imperial heir has the opportunity to climb up. She is not very satisfied with the current position of beauty, what she wants is actually the queen's throne that has been hanging for two years.

After trying her best, she couldn't think of any plan, so in the end she could only throw this headache to the palace maids around her.

Sitting on the jade seat, the poppy woman held a peony embroidered fan, gritted her teeth and looked at the palace maids kneeling below.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the gate, and I saw a palace maid dressed in plain palace clothes come to the front of the poppy, the palace maid's name is He Yu, and she is the personal maid of the poppy.

I saw He Yu bow down for a while, and whispered a few words in the ear of the poppy beauty.

"What you said is true?" The poppy raised an eyebrow.

"It's true, it was a little eunuch who kept vigil in the inner servant who accidentally leaked it, and it happened to be heard by the slave maid."

"It seems that if you don't teach her a lesson, she won't know how thick the sky is." The poppy's eyes narrowed.

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Loei Yuan.

The sun was a little hot, and a little sweat appeared on Murong Jin's forehead.

"Master, drink some water, it's too hot, do you want to go into the house and rest?" As she spoke, Yun'er handed the teacup she was holding in her hand to Murong Jin's lips.

Murong Jin took a few sips of tea from the teacup in Yun'er's hand, and then continued to sow the soil in the flower pot.

Yun'er was helpless, she didn't understand why her master liked flowers so much, and she had to cultivate them by herself, and she would never fake it to others.

"That's it." Finally, Murong Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun'er saw that Murong Jin's hands were covered with mud, and said, "Master, Yun'er will go and fetch you some water to wash your hands." The words fell, and Yun'er left.

When he came out again, he saw that Yun'er had a bronze basin and a towel in his hand.

Murong Jin washed his hands in the bronze basin, but there was a noise outside the courtyard, so Murong Jin looked out of the courtyard and saw a woman in a splendid dress surrounded by a group of palace maids.

Murong Jin was stunned, why did she come?