Lu Chongyuan chuckled, and his eyebrows were mockingly raised, as if he was telling a joke: "That Liu Cairen, his heart is higher than the sky." Z.br>

"I heard her say." Lu Chongyuan casually learned the tone of Liu Jishu's tone, yin and yang, "If only my rank could be higher—"

Concubine Shu closed her eyes slightly and hooked her lips: "People go to high places, and water flows to low places. In the palace, who does not yearn for glory and wealth?"

If Liu Jishu has always been a little girl who has been bullied, maybe her salvation will always be so simple.

As long as there is a better hot meal and hot dishes, as long as you can dress warmly, as long as you are today, those palace people don't laugh at it.

But Liu sent a book to climb up to Ahya, so that she could see the difference between being favored in the palace and not.

Who can not have something else in mind?

Lu Chongyuan sat up straight, and said in a brisk tone: "Niangniang also knows that concubines have always been happy with adult beauty. I told Liu Cairen about the new clothes that Niangniang had recently made for the show girls."

Concubine Shu's eyes flashed a little sharp, and she slowly covered the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and her tone was a little disgusted: "As long as your tongue is long, some small things are also said everywhere."

She made clothes for show girls, naturally not with kindness and compassion, but with more fresh newcomers, so as to share the favor of Ahya.

Concubine De is gone, she has the power to manage the six palaces, and the more people under her head, the more fierce she fights, and the more stable her position is.

Concubine Shu twisted the tea cup with her fingertips, and lowered her eyes to hold the edge.

The women in the palace are like flowers raised indoors, competing for beauty is the best, and if they are outstanding, they will make people uneasy.

Lu Chongyuan naturally didn't think that Concubine Shu's words were dissatisfied or beaten, so she pursed her lips and smiled: "Liu Cairen is a good friend of Miss Ahya, if she can be loved by His Majesty, I think Miss Ahya will also be happy in her heart."

It's weird.

A person who has never been as good as himself suddenly gains power and hinders his own interests. No matter how good a sister is, I'm afraid it's time to turn against her.

What Lu Chongyuan wants is such an effect, the closer the person is, the more he can hurt the vital point when he stabs the knife.

If Liu Jishu can be used by Concubine Shu, it must be a big problem for Ahya.

Even if you can't hurt Ahya...... Disgusting and disgusting her, it is also enough.

Lu Chongyuan thought of Ahya's embarrassment at that time, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl higher, smiled and groaned, and looked at Concubine Shu: "Guess Niangniang, how many days will she come to the door?"

Concubine Shu took a sip of tea, raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words, and said casually: "Three days."

Three days. This time is not long or short, just enough time for Liu to send books to hesitate and make decisions.

Lu Chongyuan thought about this number, his smile became more and more real, and the malice in his eyes flashed.

Ahya had been proud for so long, and it was her turn to cry.

In the Qiongzhi Palace, there was calm.

Ahya had taken the medicine, and her fever had subsided, and her spirit was much better, but she was annoyed that she was trampling her body, and stood by the bedside like a gatekeeper, physically blocking her way out of bed.

Liu Nu's face was expressionless: "The imperial doctor said, tell the master to give birth to his body. For the sake of the slave and maid, you shall not get out of bed these days."

"That's because the imperial doctor was afraid of taking responsibility, so he instructed him like this, where is it so serious?" Ahya was speechless, leaning against the head of the bed in a stupid tone, and said in a flattering tone: "Good Liunu. I'm just choking on water, and it's not a big deal, so I can't lie down and can't move, right?"

Liu Nu was ruthless with an iron face: "The master should take care of it."

Ahya sighed for a long time, peeking at Liunu's expression, and said pitifully, "But my mouth has no taste, and I want to eat milk cake."

The Beirong people are mostly nomadic herders, and every household raises cattle and sheep. Snacks like milk cakes are the most common delicacies that children can eat.

In the past, when I was in Beirong, I only felt tired of eating. Now that I have arrived in Daxu, I miss the taste of my hometown more and more.

As soon as Ahya said this, the coldness on Liunu's face eased, and she pursed her lips, knowing that she was making a fool of himself.

Ahya's design of falling into the water was also discussed with him. It's just such a dangerous thing, and I can't help but feel uneasy.

Liu Nu became more and more resentful that he was useless, so he could only let the princess take the risk herself.

She clenched her fists and sighed, "Master really wants to eat?"

As soon as Ahya heard her tone, she immediately knew that Liunu had relented, laughed, and nodded heavily: "Hmm!"

"What do you want to eat?"

Before Xie Ji's people arrived in the temple, the voice came in first.

Ahya looked up, looking out.

I saw Xie Jian change into a dark color robe, strode towards her, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "I don't know, Ahya is still a gluttonous cat."

When Liu Nu saw Xie Yu coming in, he saluted and took the palace people to avoid it.

Ahya blinked and snorted, "What's the matter with gluttony? It's just a piece of milk cake. Your Majesty is so stingy."

She was half-propped up, her face turned sideways, her hair sliding down the rounded curve of her shoulders.

The originally pale face subsided and became a little bloody, and his eyes were delicate, as if he had a hook.

Xie Yu sat down on the edge of Ahya's bed, his eyes were slightly dark, he lifted a strand of her hair, and turned back, revealing a delicate little face: "Is your body well?"

He didn't say that it was okay, but when he said Ahya, he was a little angry.

At the end of last night, I said it was time to stop, but this tyrant pestered her and tossed her all night.

Today, when the imperial doctor came to check his pulse, he saw the marks on his body, not to mention how delicate his face was.

The doctor said that it is best to recuperate during illness and not to do anything too intense.

Ah Ya remembered this euphemistic but still able to hear the pointing words, her face burned red for a while, she glared at Xie Yu, and said angrily, "Your Majesty still dares to say it? You went to the court on your own, left me feverish, and was teased by the imperial doctor!"

Xie Yu coughed, touched his nose, and felt a little weak.

Last night, it was indeed him Meng Lang, despite the fact that Ahya had just fallen into the water and was still sick.

Ah Ya snorted angrily, and simply bit Xie Yu's palm, grinded his teeth, and muttered, "Don't even want to touch me until I'm well!"

This tyrant has eaten meat for so long, and he should be a vegetarian.

With her little strength, she naturally couldn't bite Xie Ji.

Xie Yu pinched the back of her neck, and simply let her grind her teeth, with a little gentleness, coaxed, "Got it."

So easy to talk to?

Ahya raised her eyes suspiciously, carefully observed Xie Yu's expression, and patched vigilantly: "Hands can't do either."

Xie Yu squinted slightly, still smiling, but there was more danger in his eyes: "Okay."

Ahya still doesn't understand that there are some things, as long as he wants to do them, and there are ways to do them.

Ahya tilted her head, feeling that it was almost there, and nodded in satisfaction.

This is what a man who does not know moderation deserves.

She looked at Xie Ji, and the mischievous thoughts surged again, relying on the promise that Xie Ji had just promised, and her hand came over dishonestly.

Ahya tentatively pinched her solid abs as she repeated uneasily, "Can't touch me?"

"Hmm."

The corners of Xie Ji's lips hooked, and he responded slowly, looking at Ahya's gaze, but like a fox who calmly sat back and watched the rabbit reach his mouth.