Shigetsu Palace.

Nangong Xiyue sat in front of the dressing mirror and stared at her face in a daze, "Yue'er, am I beautiful?" ”

The twelfth and thirteenth maid, who was combing her hair, hid her face and chuckled when she heard this, "Niangniang is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen in the world, and I am happy just by looking at it." ”

Nangong Xiyue's slender white and slender hand touched her face with a slight tremble, and looked left and right.

"Really?" She seemed a little unsure.

"Of course it is, otherwise how can the emperor favor you alone? Today's dinner also specially let the mother accompany her, and even the queen does not have such honor. Yue'er said proudly.

Nangong Xiyue's body stiffened, and the only remaining light in her eyes became dim, and what was reflected in her mind was yesterday's scene-

"Ahh The concubine couldn't stand it. ”

Chu Mingye's dark eyes were full of cruelty, he bit her and ravaged her without mercy.

"Aifei, I love you!" Chu Mingye's face was cold and hideous, "You, can't stand it?" Is it a blatant rejection of me? Well? ”

"Ah-" Nangong Xiyue's hands were clenched into fists, her breath was panting, if there was anything, "That's not what the concubine meant..."

"What does that mean? Are you questioning my technology? Or do you want to try with the King of Chu? Well? ”

"Your Majesty..."

"Say! You say—"

"No, the emperor, you must have some misunderstanding, the concubines have always admired the emperor in their hearts."

"Then you can prove it to me!"

"Your Majesty..."

......

Nangong Xiyue's hand slowly moved to the collar and pulled it out lightly, and the black, purple, blue and red were impressive.

Honor? On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, I danced lightly in front of the court, but it was really a favor!

Tears unconsciously filled the picture, Nangong Xiyue lowered her head to support her forehead, blocking her unbearable.

"Yue'er, go, bring the brocade clothes that the emperor rewarded yesterday."

Yue'er was only thinking about combing Concubine Xi's delicate hair, but she didn't notice her current expression.

She got up and replied, "Yes, Niangniang, Yue'er will go and get it." ”

"Hmm." Nangong Xiyue snorted lightly.

When the room was quiet, she took out a porcelain bottle from her clothes, poured the pills inside into her hand, and the sorrow in her eyes instantly turned gloomy.

"My father has been degraded by you, and I have nothing to fear when I leave the capital, didn't you say let me prove to you how much I love you? Today... I'll prove it to you! ”

The footsteps outside the house approached, and Nangong Xiyue swallowed the pill in his hand and stuffed the porcelain bottle back into his clothes.

"Niangniangniang-" Yue'er held a white pink shirt in her hand, her face was embarrassed.

"What's wrong? What a fuss. Nangong Xiyue stroked her face.

"... You... Do you really want to wear this dress to the feast of the Hundred Dynasties? ”

Nangong Xiyue's hand paused slightly.

After Chu Ming finished venting yesterday, she went directly out of Xiyue Palace, only coldly leaving a sentence for her to wear the clothes he rewarded and dance the phoenix dance, she was physically and mentally exhausted and disheartened, so she responded and fell asleep lazily, so she hadn't seen the clothes yet.

"What? Is there anything wrong? ”

"Mother, this..."

"Bring it." Nangong Xiyue's eyes were still looking at herself in the mirror.

"It's... It's a mother. ”

Yue'er respectfully walked up to Nangong Xiyue's figure and gave her her clothes and hands.

Nangong Xiyue took it and unfolded...

She quietly covered her emotions, handed her clothes to Yue'er, and stood up, "Change clothes for this palace." ”

"Mother-"

"I said, change clothes for the palace, don't you want me to resist the emperor's will?" Nangong Xiyue's emotions can't be covered up a little after all.

She thought of how he would insult her, but she didn't think that she was wearing the clothes of a lowly dancer, and... Wanton swagger, Tongqing. Floor. Prostitute. The women in the museum were dressed in the same way.

Yue'er was frightened, she had never seen Niangniang have such a big temper, Niangniang was always gentle no matter what she encountered in the past, this-

Yue'er knelt on the ground and kowtowed again and again, "Niang Niang forgives her sins, Yue'er doesn't have such disobedient thoughts, Niang Niang..."

"Changing clothes." Nangong Xiyue spread her arms and her eyelashes drooped slightly.

"Yes, Niangniang, Yue'er will change her clothes for Niangniang."

The white powder clothes only covered the places that should be covered, and the rest... Glance.

Nangong Xiyue looked at herself in the mirror, smiled contemptuously and then became arrogant, "Yue'er, am I beautiful?" ”

"Beautiful... The mother is beautiful. Yue'er's body trembled slightly, and when she looked up, she shook her head again.

"Am I beautiful just now, or am I beautiful now?"

"Mother... Niangniang is beautiful at all times, beautiful just now, and beautiful now. ”

"Then do you think that the emperor is still happy if this palace is like this?"

"Happy... Joy. ”

Nangong Xiyue's fingers caressed her neck, looking at the bruises and bruises, she squatted down and took the fat powder on the table and spread it layer after layer, until the last hidden cover was as if there was no madness last night.

"Hmm..."Nangong Xiyue covered her chest with her hands, frowned slightly, and snorted, "Poof-"

"Niangniang-" Yue'er came over in a panic to support Nangong Xiyue, stretched out her handkerchief to wipe the fishy sweetness on the corner of her mouth, "Come on, come-"

"Don't... I'm fine, help me sit down. ”

"But mother-"

"I said, sit me down!" Nangong Xiyue's entire body trembled slightly.

"Yes, yes..."Yue'er helped Nangong Xiyue to the seat, and then hurriedly poured her a glass of water.

Nangong Xiyue's lips were pursed, and her face was stained with rouge, pale and dead, she took the teacup and rinsed her mouth, "Today's matter, don't reveal half a point." ”

"Niangniang..."Yue'er has been in charge of her living since Nangong Xiyue entered the palace as a concubine, and after a long time, she will naturally have the care of the master and servant, "Your Majesty..."

"Don't say it!" Nangong Xiyue grabbed the hand on his chest, "It's just a fire, what is there to worry about the emperor." ”

Yue'er's mouth opened and closed, and she could see that she wanted to say something, but finally closed her mouth.

"Yes, sissy."

"Go get the cloak."

Yue'er retreated.

"Ahem..."Nangong Xiyue held the silk handkerchief and coughed lightly twice.

- Is this a side effect of muscle-building pills?

There was a long silence.

"Looks like I'm already fulfilling my deal with her."

Nangong Xiyue muttered, and a mocking smile crossed the corner of her mouth, "That's it, there's nothing to complain about, without her, I would have died a long time ago, and now I can still do the last thing I want to do, this is enough." ”