The queen moved out of the Ci'an Palace, glanced at Shen Qinghe casually, and then agreed with the queen mother, the queen found out at this moment that Shen Qinghe's appearance and figure would not lose to any concubine in the palace at all, she is like the most pure white and flawless pear flower in the palace, pure on the outside, but extremely fragrant on the inside.

The queen now felt that the queen mother's decision was not wrong, she smiled coquettishly, her eyes were arrogant and willful that could not be hidden, and said wantonly: "You go in and serve the queen mother, it won't be long before you serve." ”

After the queen finished speaking, Tingting walked out with Mo Chun in her arms, not noticing a trace of surprise and confusion flashing in Shen Qinghe's eyes, she clenched the side of her skirt, a chill appeared on her face, hesitated for a moment, and stepped into the hall.

Mo Chun looked behind her thoughtfully, under the vermilion red door, the blue color was tall but slightly weak, she stared at Shen Qinghe stepping into the Ci'an Palace, just like they were ignorant when they were young, they didn't know what was going on inside the palace door, but now, they bumped all the way and understood that inside the gate of the deep palace, there were a pair of hands that could hold people's fate.

The queen held her chin high, and the red jade tassel earrings swayed with her steps, stinging Mo Chun's eyes, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a smile, and asked softly: "Niangniang, what does the Queen Mother mean?" The slave and maid are in a good mood when they see you, it seems that the virtuous concubine will not succeed. ”

The queen raised her face, and there was contempt in her eyes that could not be hidden: "Of course, no matter how good Concubine Xian's idea is, she can't succeed." The Queen Mother said that it was better to choose someone by herself than to cheapen the virtuous concubine, and she also asked for the saint, but the Queen Mother was able to make a decree, and no one could refute it. ” 𝓜.𝙫🅾𝘿𝙩🅆.🄲𝕆𝓜

When Mo Chun heard this, he chuckled in his heart, and said calmly on his face: "Who has been chosen?" ”

"Of course it's the people in the mother's harem." The queen's surging eyes swept around Mo Chun, and the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked: "The people around this palace don't have to think about it!" ”

The queen's cold tone made Mo Chun's chin pestle to her chest, her slender dancome squeezed into the back of Mo Chun's hand, leaving a white mark, and quickly turned pink, Mo Chun bit her lip and didn't make a sound, dutifully sent the queen to the side of the sedan chair, she suddenly sympathized with Shen Qinghe.

If she guessed correctly, Shen Qinghe was the only one suitable for being a concubine in the Ci'an Palace, but Mochun knew that Shen Qinghe would never be locked in the Quartet Heaven and Earth at the same time, and at the same time, he had to fight with others, and he was tired enough to live, so why force himself.

But you can't help yourself if you are reluctant!

Shen Qinghe was shocked, the black jade ink pupils lifted up uncontrollably, her autumn eyes under her long eyelashes were like bright stars in the dark night, Qing Lingling looked at the high Queen Mother with a pair of eyes, her cherry lips opened and closed several times, and the stinging sensation that spread to the whole body with kneeling on the cold floor tiles turned into hot tears, she endured the sourness in her eyes, endured the dazedness in her heart, and said again for herself: "Queen Mother, the slave maid stayed in the palace to serve you, and never thought of serving the saint!" Ask the Queen Mother to be fulfilled. ”

The forehead was heavily slammed on the blue and white jade bricks, Shen Qinghe didn't feel the pain, she just hoped that the Queen Mother could dispel that idea and save herself. All kinds of people in the deep palace, at this moment, like a horse and a flower, quickly passed in front of her eyes, the delicate beauty finally died of old age and cold palace, the original graceful and beautiful face became thin and terrifying in a blink of an eye, and there are thousands of beauties in the deep palace, who can be loyal to their hearts?

Shen Qinghe didn't want to be one of them, and he didn't want to lose his heart for selfish desires and ethereal favors.

But you can't help yourself if you are reluctant!

The Queen Mother's expression slowly changed from Fang Cai's kindness to sharp and abnormal, she went up and down to see Shen Qinghe's humble posture on the ground, and simply slapped her palm on the table and said: "You serve the mourning family well, so the mourning family thinks that it is better to make you a concubine than a palace maid, but the mourning family didn't expect that you are so ignorant!" The mourning family promises that if you agree to this, the mourning family will give you an excessively high position, and it will save you from staying in the palace year after year. In this palace, it is right to follow the right talent, and favor is secondary, if you are willing, the mourning family and the queen will not treat you badly, if you are unwilling, there is no need for you to serve the mourning family. ”

The Queen Mother's slightly cold voice was like a cold drizzle in the bones in the autumn frost twilight, hitting Shen Qinghe's weak and lonely back, her back bowed lower and lower, and her heart fell straight down, falling into endless darkness.

The sharp teeth in her bitter mouth had bitten through the softest flesh inside, but the thick bloody breath still couldn't make the moist breath under her eyes dissipate, Shen Qinghe suddenly closed her eyes, trying to find the last hope from the Queen Mother's words, but Shen Qinghe failed.

All she could find was a deep threat, and all she could find was the lack of pity for those in high positions.

Seeing that she didn't react, the Queen Mother frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The mourning family still loves you, and the good things have been told to you, if you really don't want to, the mourning family can also find someone else." But the mourning family thinks that you are the one who understands the saint, and you will return it in the future