"What if you're not reconciled?" The quiet Concubine Yi suddenly whispered.

Concubine Ying looked up at her suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot, a little scary.

Concubine Yi has always been as indifferent as water, "In the harem, from the promise of the tenth grade to the queen, there are a total of thirty-two levels, and seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards, there are too many to count, when Jiao Shuyi entered the palace, she was also bullied, at that time she had no heirs, and her temperament was troublesome, after the emperor succeeded to the throne, she was a promise from the tenth grade, have you forgotten?" ”

"At that time, even this palace was a seventh-grade nobleman, but you were a sixth-grade concubine, how many levels worse, don't you remember?"

Concubine Yi is as light as tea, and the smile on her face is always harmless, "She climbed all the way up, level by level, the same pregnancy with us before and after, and gave birth to three princes one after another, but only she was promoted from the original concubine to the concubine, don't you know the reason?" ”

Concubine Ying trembled, her eyes were sluggish.

"Although she has a hot temperament, she has a degree of advance and retreat, the son she educated is indeed stronger than your Yun'er, this is a fact, you can't refute it, she can endure the suffering in the cold palace for four or five years, you ask yourself, if it were you, would you have died in it a long time ago?"

Concubine Yi is not afraid of Concubine Ying, she has always been afraid.

I wasn't afraid before, and I'm even more afraid now, because she has a silent night, not to mention that she never wants to fight, but she can have a peaceful birthday.

But Ying Guifei can't do it, she is ambitious, and she is going to the back position.

"Yingxiao, it's not a day or two that you covet the throne, but you should have long known that with King Yao here, Wenren Cen can't come down, and marrying a concubine of the Yuanguo Mansion is even more difficult, and now there is one more Jiao Shuyi who is your mortal enemy, you have to think hard, think ahead, and make long-term plans."

Concubine Yi got up and walked to the door, didn't look at her, and whispered: "Now the matter of the prince is frequently mentioned by the ministers, but the emperor has not let go, the emperor is only in his fifties, not old, this harem war, maybe it will take a long time." ”

*

That night, after Helan learned about this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She held her chin and watched Shanyao peel shrimp for her, and was stunned: "I suddenly feel that the three words of the imperial concubine are so majestic." ”

Lonely Yao lifted her eyelids to look at her, "Where is the majesty?" ”

"Imperial Concubine Lan Yi, what a style it sounds!" Helan's eyes sparkled, a little playful.

"It's Emperor Lan Yi's concubine, that's also a concubine, what do you envy." The man handed the shrimp to her mouth and fed her.

He Lan bit it and deliberately licked the man's fingertips with the tip of his tongue.

Lonely Yao's eyes deepened, he retracted his hand like an electric shock, and smiled dotingly: "Don't make trouble, eat obediently." ”

"Lonely Yao, has anyone told you that you are a very warm man." She commented seriously.

The man was slightly stunned and raised his head, as if there was surprise hidden in his eyes like a dark night.

He still answered truthfully: "No, they all say that I am a very cold and cold prince, and I am angry like a ghost all my life, and some people call me the ghost king in private." ”

"......," He Lan rolled his eyes, "those people are blind." ”

The man smiled but did not speak, bowing his head to concentrate on peeling shrimp for her.

It's not that others are blind, but that my gentleness has been given to you, and there is no more than that.

"Miss, these fifteen sets of clothes are ready." Liang Zhi stood at the door with his clothes in his hands.

Helan opened the door, and Liang Zhi sent his clothes in and hurriedly retreated.

"What are you asking them to do with so many clothes?" Helan stood there and touched the clothes.

Lonely Yao disagreed, "Change your clothes, look good, and strive to change your set every day, not repeated." ”