Luo Bingjing's eyebrows twisted slightly, it seemed that she had to meet the old lady of Jin Guo.

Perhaps only the old lady of Jin Guo knows the whereabouts of her mother.

At that moment, Luo Bingjing spoke:

"After that, the Japanese palace will summon the old lady of Jin Guo into the palace."

Jin Yi was very happy, and the excitement on his face could not be restrained, and he kowtowed to Luo Bingjing again, and said gratefully:

"The concubine thanked the mother for her great kindness, and the concubine retired first."

When Jin Yi got up, his body shook slightly, and his forehead was already blurred with flesh and blood.

There was a trace of star blood in the place where Jin Yi kowtowed just now, and Luo Bingjing was slightly stunned when she looked at the blood.

Jin Guogong Mansion.

Jin Yinggong and the old lady Jin Guogong looked at each other.

But at the hour of half a pillar of incense, Jin Yinggong hung his head, he tried in vain to defeat his grandmother.

There was stubbornness and unwillingness in his eyes, and he said:

"Grandmother, grandson begged grandmother not to assassinate her life. Could it be that the person who died was not enough to relieve the resentment in my grandmother's heart, and it was not enough to wear out the hatred in my grandmother's heart. ”

Jin Yinggong hissed exhaustedly, looking at the unmoved old lady Jin Guogong, and frustration appeared on his face.

At this moment, he looked at his grandmother with a strange look in his eyes.

How could this murderous man be his grandmother?

The old lady of Jin Guogong looked at Jin Yinggong, her face showed displeasure, and said:

"The old body only leaves you, not for you to question the old body. These people are all damned people, and the people of the Jin State Mansion should not have a bodhisattva heart, you know. ”

Jin Yinggong's expression was decadent, he understood that he understood everything, all these disasters were just the work of his grandmother's dark thoughts.

He was so stupid that speaking to his grandmother about right and wrong was like playing the harp to a cow.

At that moment, Jin Yinggong restrained his sad breath and asked:

"The grandson only asked what happened to the grandmother."

When Jin Yinggong asked about Jin Tong, a trace of anger obviously flashed on the face of the old lady of Jin Guogong.

His eyes glanced at Jin Yinggong coldly.

"The old body treats her well, and the old body of the entire Jin Guo Mansion can only treat her sincerely, but she finally disappointed the old body."

Jin Yinggong's face turned pale, and his tall body couldn't help but tremble.

A look of horror flashed as he looked at his grandmother.

At this moment, as if he had fallen into hell, he trembled and asked:

"Grandmother, Xiao'er is still alive."

Jin Yinggong's eyes were full of hope, and he had been timid to his grandmother since his wife and beloved daughter died in vain.

The death of the wife and daughter is closely related to the grandmother, who is inseparable.

Although he knew, he never resisted or questioned.

The old lady of Jin Guogong looked at Jin Yinggong, and a trace of remorse flashed in her eyes, how could such a cowardly person be the one she chose to stay.

At that moment, a trace of annoyance and unwillingness rose in his heart, and he said casually:

"What is the use of the useless man living?"

Old Mrs. Jin Guo didn't know that the moment she turned around and left to go to the bedroom, the timid look on Jin Yinggong's face disappeared.

In exchange for bloodthirsty killing intent and endless hatred.

It was already nightfall, and the Chaohua Palace was busy.

The closer she got to bedtime, the more uneasy Luo Bingjing became.

At this time, Yun Qing stepped forward again and asked:

"Niangniang wants to bathe, and in half an hour, Your Majesty will come to Chaohua Palace."

Yun Qing knew that the master was unwilling, but now the master did not have the courage to resist the will and disrespect.

The bathing things have already been prepared, and only the master is sent to go.

Luo Bingjing sighed slightly, she couldn't hide from it today, so she got up and left when she thought of this.

When Luo Bingjing walked into the inner room in light clothes, she saw Hou Hongwen sitting at the table.

His eyes swept at Luo Bingjing unscrupulously.

Luo Bingjing was draped in green silk, and a few drops of water fell from the green silk, which had an ambiguous smell.

Hou Hongwen's eyes were full of lust, and his Adam's apple was churning, admiring Luo Bingjing's beauty with interest.

Although Luo Bingjing is not a charming woman, she is not as beautiful as those bewitching women.

But the victory lies in the unique and ethereal temperament like a fairy, Luo Bingjing's facial features are deep and have a unique style.

As Luo Bingjing moved, Lingling's delicate body loomed under the shallow clothes, and the skin exposed outside the clothes was even more tender and smooth as jade, shining crystal clear.

Let Hou Hongwen look at it and suddenly feel uneasy.

Luo Bingjing looked at Hou Hongwen's house, and she was very disgusted in her heart, and stepped forward and said respectfully:

"The concubine body to meet Your Majesty, let Your Majesty wait for a long time is not the concubine body."

Hou Hongwen stood up, walked towards Luo Bingjing, stepped forward and grabbed Luo Bingjing's wrist, and said:

"Concubine, please get up."

As he spoke, he took Luo Bingjing into his arms and walked towards the bed.

Luo Bingjing's cheeks were crimson, and Hou Hongwen enjoyed it very much, and mistakenly thought that Luo Bingjing was shy, but he didn't know that it was due to anger.

Just when the two of them were lying on their backs on the bed, they had not yet waited for Hou Hongwen to remove Luo Bingjing's clothes.

I heard a noisy sound from outside the hall, and a mamma's eager voice sounded at random, saying:

"Qi Qi Sheng, the old slave of Ningci Palace asked to see him, and the mother was very angry when she had dinner, and she wanted to see the saint."

Luo Bingjing's heart was beating wildly when she heard this, and she was very grateful to Fan Wan'er.

When I heard the words, I knew that Mama was from Ningci Palace.

Hou Hongwen's body stiffened slightly, and there was a trace of unsatisfied displeasure on his face.

glanced at the more and more coquettish person in his arms, and there was nowhere to vent the anger on his body.

After a pause, he finally put Luo Bingjing down and commanded:

"Change clothes for me."

Luo Bingjing got up quickly and dressed Hou Hongwen very interestingly.

The movements are extremely skillful, as if it had been many years.

Looking at Hou Hongwen's departing back, Luo Bingjing spoke

"Concubine to Your Majesty."

Looking at Hou Hongwen, who was getting farther and farther away, Luo Bingjing was sincerely grateful to Fan Wan'er for this action.

Although she knew that Fan Wan'er was doing this, it was nothing more than to humiliate her.

Let everyone see who is in charge of this harem.

Ningci Palace.

Fan Wan'er was half-lying on the bed, her face pleasing and pale.

A sickly look.

If it weren't for her aunt punishing her today, how could she have the face she has now.

But that's fine, there's no need for her to pretend to be sick and weak.

His eyes were cold and he looked at the head of the Tai Hospital, who was kneeling on the ground, and said:

"Do you know how to report to Your Majesty, but don't go on a business trip."

A flash of impatience flashed at the head of the courtyard.

Then he said respectfully:

"Niangniang, rest assured, the villain ordered by Niangniang will be done, and she will never disappoint Niangniang."

At this moment, the palace people outside the palace sang loudly:

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

Fan Wan'er hurriedly struggled to get up from the bed, and at this moment, the palace people opened the curtain, and Hou Hongwen's figure quickly appeared in front of Fan Wan'er.

A hint of pride flashed in Fan Wan'er's heart, but there was a pitiful look on her face.

"The concubine greets Your Majesty, the concubine thinks that she will never see Your Majesty again, the concubine is useless and almost loses the fetus in her womb, Your Majesty's concubines are afraid...... The concubine was afraid that the child would be assassinated by her like the eldest prince. ”

As she spoke, Fan Wan'er burst into tears, sobbing silently on Hou Hongwen's chest, her shoulders trembling faintly.

Hou Hongwen gently patted Fan Wan'er's back soothingly, and then looked at the head of the courtyard with slightly cold eyes and asked:

"What happened to the mother, why is her face so pale, come quickly."