Luo Qingping didn't expect that the prince not only didn't help her, but instead chanted at Luo Qing, feeling a little unwilling, but with her status in the palace and she couldn't choke with the prince in person, she endured it: "It's the imperial sister who remembers wrong." ”

Luo Qingcheng ignored her, and said to Luo Qing: "It's late, you come in first." Sacrifice to the sky tomorrow, don't sleep. If you have something to deal with, go first. ”

"Congratulations to the eldest brother."

Luo Qingyin lowered her head, hiding the accident in her eyes, she just came back, he came over to help her, he was looking for a partner?

Whatever the reason, she remembered the introductory feeling.

Luo Qingcheng glanced at Luo Qingping, who was biting his lip and standing in place, and turned to leave.

Luo Qingping stomped her feet and left in hatred.

Luo Qingyin looked back at Father-in-law Wei, smiling, his eyes shining slightly, "Father-in-law is tired of leading the way." ”

Gonggong Wei was extremely happy at this moment, he stood on Luo Qingyin's side.

Luo Qingping's cautious eyes were not worth mentioning at all in front of Luo Qingyin.

Enter the palace gate, pass through the hand-copying verandah built around the palace, walk across the elegant and solemn Yuping Bridge, and bypass the sparkling Qinxin Lake...... Not yet there.

The ink monkey is a little restless and wants to run out to play.

Luo Qingyin reached out and pressed it.

Gonggong Wei observed how powerful his ability to observe words and colors was, and immediately explained Wen Yan: "The location of Chonghua Palace is slightly off, a little far, and the sixth princess should not be impatient." ”

Luo Qingyin didn't react to Chonghua Palace, but Mama Xie had an angry look on her face.

Chonghua Palace is a cold palace!

Luo Qingyin was arranged into the cold palace on the first day he came back?

It's just too deceitful!

Gonggong Wei looked quite helpless.

When the emperor issued the decree, he only asked to take Luo Qingyin back, and did not make specific arrangements.

The queen in charge of the harem forgot about this matter intentionally or unintentionally, and there was no movement, and he had no choice but to arrange Luo Qingyin in the cold palace where her mother Concubine Ming was.

The more I walked, the clearer the scenery became, and when I turned a corner, a light appeared in front of me, and three people stood under the lamp.

At this time, the sun had set, the surrounding scenery was very bleak, and the three people under the lamp were shrouded in twilight, adding a bit of loneliness.

Gonggong Wei said softly: "Ahead is Chonghua Palace." ”

In fact, when she looked at the three of them, Mama Xie already had red eyes.

It's just that she knows that the rules in the palace are indispensable, otherwise the disaster will come to the door tomorrow, so she endured it, silently step by step, until she walked to the palace gate.

Under the lamp, standing in the front of the center is a woman dressed in plain clothes, with simple hair, about forty years old, the years have left heavy marks on her face, and she can no longer see the elegance of the past.

Looking at Luo Qingyin, she took a step forward, and before the words of "Yin'er ......" fell, there was a heart-rending cough.

The two grandmothers standing on both sides hurriedly supported her, one helped pat her back, and the other took a handkerchief to help her wipe the corners of her lips.

Inadvertently, Luo Qingyin saw a trace of blood on the carefully covered handkerchief.

She couldn't help but be stunned.

This is her mother, Concubine Ming?

It's too bad.

I once heard Mama Xie say that before leaving the palace, Concubine Ming was a martial artist of the ninth order of the Great Perfection.

Now it seems that there is only a third-order martial artist.

What was the situation that made her cultivation regress so much, and her body was so bad?

Legend has it that the concubines who enter the cold palace are not as good as the maidservants.

That's true.

Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand to support Concubine Ming.

Even though she has no relationship with Concubine Ming, but with her blood flowing on her body, Luo Qingyin understands her responsibility.

Behind her, Mama Xie knelt down with a puff and cried: "Mother! ”

Concubine Ming raised her head with great difficulty, looked at Mama Xie's face that seemed to have never changed, and said bitterly: "I finally went out, why did you bring her back again?" ”

Father-in-law Wei didn't want to disturb her family's reunion, so he just instructed the internal guards to remove the luggage and put it in the palace, and then left.

Mama Xie seemed to wake up suddenly, wiped the corners of her eyes slightly, caught up with Grandpa Wei, took out Xuanzhu to reward him and the internal guard, and said softly: "In the future, Grandpa Lao Wei will have a lot of help." ”

Gonggong Wei nodded with satisfaction and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow's sacrifice to the sky needs to wear court clothes, I'm afraid the palace has not prepared for the princess." ”

Mama Xie was stunned and watched Grandpa Wei leave.

Entering the palace, Concubine Ming instructed Mama Hua to prepare dinner.

Luo Qingyin glanced at everyone and said, "Kite, you go with Mama Hua to prepare dinner." Mama Hua, I'm bothering you to teach her. ”

Mama Hua saluted and retreated with the kite.

This day was an extremely tragic day for the kite.

Before heading out, her world was turned upside down.

On the way, I finally accepted the bloody battle, and after returning to the palace, I stood on the battlefield where I couldn't see the smoke of gunpowder, and the ups and downs of the battle in the palace were even more ups and downs than the book said.

At this point, she was almost numb.

Hearing Luo Qingyin's instructions, she subconsciously followed Mama Hua.

After that, Luo Qingyin asked Mama Xie, Yanzi and another Mama Gui to pack their luggage, sit with Concubine Ming, and quietly check Concubine Ming's body.

Void is not compensated.

I can't make up for it!

Even if there is a 10,000-year-old snow ginseng, there is no way for her to eat.

Luo Qingyin accompanied her to talk, but she was thinking about how to recuperate her body.

After a while, Mama Hua and Mama walked in, took out the dinner meals and put them on the table one by one.

A small plate of blackened radish, a small dish of dried tofu, a plate of leafless vegetable stalks and a cup of clear broth boiled with flowers.

As soon as the rice was served, it smelled musty.

It's no wonder that you eat this kind of thing every day, and your body is not bad!

Concubine Ming's face was a little uncomfortable, she didn't want her daughter to see that her life was so difficult, but she really couldn't help it.

The flowers in the soup were still because she knew that Luo Qingyin was coming back, so she instructed Mama Hua to secretly pick them in the hundred gardens.

Luo Qingyin's heart was suffocated, in order not to make Concubine Ming sad, she swallowed it no matter how unpleasant it was.

Concubine Ming looked at her gobbling up, and her eyes turned red again.

After dinner, Luo Qingyin took out a warm spirit fruit from the ring and put it in front of her.

Concubine Ming raised her head in surprise.

A grade of spirit fruit, she has never seen it since she entered the cold palace!

I heard that Luo Qingyin is also very difficult outside the palace, how can there be this?

There is no night pearl in Chonghua Palace, only a few small oil lamps, when Luo Qingyin arrived, the night had already fallen, she had cried a lot over the years, her eyes were not as clear as before, she had not carefully studied Luo Qingyin, and she had forgotten the fact that Luo Qingyin was stupid.

Now that I take a closer look, I find that in time, my daughter has quietly grown up.

Under the oil lamp, Luo Qingyin's temperament is bright and cold, her figure is handsome, and her eyes are as bright as stars, reflecting the snow muscles in red clothes, shining brightly.

Like a flame, like the scorching sun, like a blooming rose.

Confident and unrestrained.

Concubine Ming's heart seemed to have ignited a fire, and her lonely heart rekindled hope.

My daughter isn't stupid!

My daughter has a cultivation!

She, there is hope.

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