The little eunuch glanced at Li Ce, and he didn't know who he was asking, so he said that Concubine Min was all right.

Li Ce sat in front of the imperial case, his hand holding the pen paused slightly, and then asked casually: "What about Zhao Guiren?" ”

"Zhao Guiren ......"

The little eunuch paused for a moment before relaying the words Yuan Zhi heard to Li Ce as they were.

This time, Li Ce was stunned.

The words ruthlessness and openness of the emperor made him stunned.

It wasn't until the tip of the pen oozed ink and dyed black that he came back to his senses under Chen Fu's reminder.

Li Ce put down his pen and looked at the little eunuch and frowned: "Did she really say that?" ”

The little eunuch nodded hurriedly: "That's what Aunt Yuan said, saying that Zhao Niangniang was very sad at that time, there is a kind of ...... The feeling of death in the heart. ”

These words were all said by Yuan Zhi, and the little eunuch just passed them on, but it still made Li Ce frown.

He remembered the stubbornness and firmness in his eyes yesterday evening when he grabbed Zhao Fuling's chin and forced the other party to raise his head.

The sunset was reflected on that extremely bright face, as if everything in heaven and earth had been eclipsed because of her.

At that moment, what Li Ce thought of was not the so-called assassin, but a woman like Zhao Fuling, what would make her heart move?

She was like a gust of wind, free and uninhibited, as if she had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It can't be seen and grasped, and it will always be unpredictable.

The so-called harem beauty, in such a comparison, seems to be a bit cookie-cutter and tasteless.

The music folds on the table were still spread out, but Li Ce's thoughts were pulled away, and it was a little difficult for people to concentrate.

He sat down for a while, then simply folded up in unison and said, "Swing the Chonghua Palace." ”

Chen Fu was surprised: "Your Majesty, go...... Going to Chonghua Palace? ”

This has just come and gone, I'm afraid......

Chen Fu's surprise made Li Ce calm down a little, and after a pause, he changed his words and said, "Go to Jingyang Palace." ”

I hadn't seen Zhao Yan'er for a while, and Li Ce felt that he should also go and sit.

……

Zhao Fuling is now completely unconcerned about things outside the palace.

After Concubine Min moved in, the three of them formed a mahjong group instead, and they could make up a table with cherries or peonies casually.

Sun Yiyue hasn't experienced this kind of happiness for a long time, and she can't miss playing every day.

Until, Zhao Yan'er suddenly came to Chonghua Palace.

When she came very suddenly, everyone in Chonghua Palace was not prepared, so as soon as Zhao Yan'er broke in, she saw Zhao Fuling playing mahjong lazily and wantonly.

The magic of Hetian jade mahjong has long been spread in the palace, but Zhao Yan'er has never seen it.

Now when she saw her for the first time, her eyes were burning with jealousy.

"Zhao Ling!" Zhao Yan'er walked to the table angrily and lifted the table directly.

Zhao Fuling's reaction was more than her, and she directly pressed the table with one hand, and raised her head by the way: "What is Concubine Liang Niangniang doing?" Who has sinned against you to take your anger out on me? ”

"You still have the face to say?" Zhao Yan'er's eyes turned red with anger, "What bad things did you say about me to Your Majesty?" Why is she comparing me to you everywhere now? ”

Zhao Fuling: "? ”

Who's the stand-in for whom?

Is Li Ce such a dog? Compare Bai Yueguang with her?

Zhao Fuling pressed the table, looked at her calmly and said, "I don't understand what you mean, you let go first, you have something to say." ”

This mahjong is broken into pieces, and the exchange price in the mall must be greatly discounted.

It's all white silver, and Zhao Fuling doesn't want to lose it in Zhao Yan'er's hands.