Chapter 83 Miyagi Ruri

"Your Majesty, this is news from the blue clothes." Qing Ruifan stood in the imperial garden, looking at the tree in front of him with almost the leaves falling a little sluggishly, thinking of the woman who was still sleeping on it recklessly, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Hmm." Qing Ruifan took the envelope and slowly opened it. He didn't have much hope anymore. Gu Lingge's attitude and temperament have always been vicious, and everything requires a clear judgment, but to be honest, how is it possible?

As he expected, Gu Lingge's attitude was indeed tough, and it could even be described as disgust. That's enough. Qing Ruifan told himself. It's really okay for the emperor to do what he does, the people he likes never even have a straight eye, but he doesn't like a lot of things, and he has everything, which is sad.

"Tell Lan Yi to do his own thing, and at all times he must be based on all the wishes of the girl." Qing Ruifan didn't specify it clearly, but no one dared to ask, and the waiter also bowed his head respectfully and agreed, and then ran out in small steps to pass the word.

At night, Concubine Chen.

"The emperor asked the blue cloth to protect a woman?" Wang Jingchen really has nothing to do this time. She went to the garden earlier, and saw that the chrysanthemums that had just moved in were blooming but also had a decadent and withering trend, pink, yellow, all kinds of colors are very cute, but it is inevitable that the fate of death will be inevitable after all, and the flowers are not red for a hundred days.

"Yes." Concubine Xiang sat in front of her, looking at Wang Jingchen with a hideous look in her doubts, with a slight cowardice on her face, but it was not too obvious, "Although it was not explicitly stated, the concubine was already able to confirm that it was a woman." She also has her own news channels, and Wang Jingchen didn't pursue it too deeply.

Taking his hand out of the warm pillow, the beautiful nails painted with irises struck the table one by one, and the teacups on the small table were probably heavy and slightly shaky. Xiang Guifei looked at this scene, lowered the corners of her eyebrows, and her thick eyelashes blocked all emotions. It is said that Qing Ruifan would choose this useless maid back then, but it was because she had extremely beautiful and thick eyelashes.

It is said that one day, Xiang Guifei fell asleep on a small table under the tree wearing a blue waist skirt with a white background of broken flowers, and the thick eyelashes and the mottled sun shadow through the trees left a deep impression on Qing Ruifan's heart.

"Then just follow along. No matter who it is, there will always be a time to show your feet. Wang Jingchen obviously thought lightly. Everything will have a result, and she just waits quietly. Qing Ruifan is the emperor is thoughtful and good, but he is still a human being, and there will definitely be loopholes.

"Didn't you follow the queen before? Do you know how serious the queen's illness is? Wang Jingchen also felt strange at this point. Qing Ruifan's front foot said that the queen was infected with the wind cold, and the back foot directly sealed the entire Fenglan Palace, and all the food and clothing were all taken care of by the people sent by Qing Ruifan, but there was a suspicion of wanting to cover up, this Murong Zhi, is she terminally ill?

"I don't know much about this, but the emperor hasn't entered the Fenglan Palace since he sealed it, and he hasn't visited him ordinarily." Concubine Xiang is also a little curious about this, but never talk too much, especially when you encounter an unobtrusive high position, you never know what she will say.

Sure enough, Wang Jingchen looked at the light-clothed woman in front of her with white eyes. I don't know how she survived under Murong Zhi's hands before. "It's only a fool like you to ask why." As arrogant as ever, "That Murong Zhi is just good-looking, and when she is sick, she is just a medicine jar." The emperor is also a normal man, how can he go to find discomfort? ”

People are selfish, no matter how much they like it, they still have to think about themselves. Not to mention the fact that it is a matter of life.

At the beginning of man, nature is evil.

"Anyway, why did you think you're coming to me? Didn't you live quite contently under the queen before? Wang Jingchen is just asking, whether she wants to say anything or the truth, she doesn't want to believe it. Just a moment of boredom.

"The mother laughed." Xiang Guifei is also a person who recognizes things, and she will put on a laugh wherever she arrives, "In this palace, the strong will always be respected." What else does the queen have now besides that sickness? Where can it be compared to the mother in her prime, and the holy grace is still strong. Just such a sentence coaxed the suspicion on Wang Jingchen's face to disappear, and slowly revealed a faint smile.

This is the difference between Wang Jingchen and Yang Li'er. Yang Li'er will always accept it with a gentle smile on her face, without asking for any reason, but once she encounters a slight problem, all the images she established before will collapse, not to mention, from then on, all the rights and temptations she has ever obtained have become a bubble, and the whole person has become a bubble in front of her, and the rest is completely erased.

There is no straightforwardness of Wang Jingchen at all.

"Alright, you've worked hard today. Let's go back first, and the rest of the palace has its own measure. Wang Jingchen looked at the dark sky outside, the wind was already blowing, and some palace maids tried to close the window, and the pattern of plum blossoms was in line with this early winter.

Concubine Xiang agreed, stood up and made a shallow salute, and then withdrew. Wang Jingchen's teaching mother looked at this scene, shook her head, and still didn't say a word.

Wang Jingchen usually went to bed early, and after watching Wang Jingchen fall asleep, she left the hall and went straight to Ci'an Hall. Tzu An Tang will never lose its light, and the ever-bright lamps and candles dedicated to the Bodhisattva cannot be extinguished.

"Slaves and maids see the Queen Mother, and the Mother is a thousand blessings and longan." Mama Xi's voice is calm, with the same charm, and the bearing that has been cultivated over the years, although she is a slave, she is still stronger than some serious masters.

The Queen Mother looked at Mama Xi's dark brown round-necked Ruyi pattern palace dress, her eyebrows and eyes were faint, and she called softly "flat", and then slowly stood up from the futon, Duanxia helped her straighten out her skirt, and the Queen Mother's bearing was still as strong. She looked at the person in front of her with a smile in her eyes, "It's been a long time." ”

"Thanks to Niangniang's concern, the old slave hasn't seen Niangniang for a long time, and I don't know if Niangniang is doing well." When Mama Xi heard the Queen Mother say for a long time, she didn't hold back, and tears subconsciously poured out, slowly dyeing the entire eye. The Queen Mother just looked at her gently, noncommittal.

"Let's talk about it, Chen'er has done something good again." For Wang Jingchen, the Queen Mother has always been unhappy and does not completely deny it. After all, although she is impulsive, she is not too much at fault, and this temperament can really be completely controlled by herself.

"No, Concubine Chen's mother has learned the rules very well recently, and there are no mistakes." Even if there is, it's okay, the Queen Mother is still here, the Queen Mother doesn't care about anything, even if Wang Jingchen turns out of the sky, the Queen Mother will find a way for her to shelter her. With all the honors and burdens, Wang Jingchen has no reason to lose.

"Is that something else? It's been a long time since you've been to the mourners. The Queen Mother's voice is still the same calm, no matter what happens, it is the same, and with this momentum as steady as Mount Tai, I don't know how many years Wang Jingchen will cultivate.

"Yes." Teach Mama Xi to bend over, her face is the same peaceful, they are all past the age of making a fuss, and they have already understood that they have to think about everything, "The old slave listened to what Concubine Chen said today, it is very likely that the queen is not in Fenglan Palace." ”

The Queen Mother turned the Buddhist beads in her hand, put one hand in front of the table and flipped through the Buddhist scriptures, and when she heard this, her eyebrows raised slightly, and she chuckled: "The mourning family knows." How could she possibly believe that kind of pretext? Murong Zhi is the kind of person, as long as she is not dead, it is impossible for people to restrict her freedom, and in the entire palace, no one dares to let her not do things according to her wishes. Because, Qing Ruifan has to listen to her many times.

Moreover, this disease is also really strange. There was no sign in the palace, and Qing Ruifan's protection was indeed a bit excessive. At that level, it's hard not to be suspicious.

"The Queen Mother ......" teaches Mama Xi to feel a little hairy in her heart, but she is just as deferential on her face. The Queen Mother's feelings are still keenly after so many years, and she can guess everything by herself, like a goblin.

"You've regressed for so long. The little things in the market like chewing the root of the tongue can be so concerned. When Mama Jiao Xi heard this, she didn't say anything, and the shame on her face became even heavier, and then she slowly recovered, and finally condensed into a sentence, "Yes, the old slave understands." ”

"The mourning family asked you to follow Chen'er not just for such a trivial matter." The Queen Mother put the Buddha beads on the table, looked at the white porcelain Guanyin statue in front of her, and felt at ease when she looked at her fluttering clothes. "You should pay attention to how to cultivate Chen'er. The mourning family didn't want Han Qin to be handed over to a child in the future. "Teaching Mama Xi for so many years is also a rare time to see the Queen Mother so strict. is used to seeing the queen mother who is so calm, and suddenly she can only nod her head and say yes. The Queen Mother seemed to be tired, and waved her hand to retreat.

"Duanxia, the Fenglan Palace continues to keep an eye on the mourning family." The Queen Mother is full of wisdom, and the eyes that have come through all the years are shining with ice slag, and her voice is very tight. Duanxia nodded, and then calmly went down to find someone. The Queen Mother looked at the Bodhisattva in front of her, bowed reverently, and then went to bed to sleep.

Liulizhuang.

Yun Lan is also anxious at this time. What I didn't expect was that Huyue would be entangled with Feng Yiluo, and the two of them really didn't let anyone when they quarreled. Yunlan is caught in the middle, no matter which end of the gang is wrong.

"I told you, Ge'er's problem is not a matter of increasing or decreasing a few herbs, why did you bite the spring spirit grass to death." What Feng Yiluo felt incomprehensible was that the two of them insisted on something different. She felt that she would have to wait until she got the Thousand Floors Ding, but Hu Yue didn't express her opinion, but instead kept busy looking for a complete prescription, trying to restore the so-called secret recipe she had seen before.

"What if it works." Hu Yue's voice was small, but the words were clear. He couldn't tell what he had heard before, especially the sense of hope that Feng Yiluo had when he mentioned the peak of a thousand buildings, and he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

Even he felt bitter news, how hard did he try to tell it?