Chapter Seventy-Five: A Watershed

Mo Chun smiled, pulled his long hair with one hand, and pulled the phoenix tail with the other and said: "Yes, the noble lady is the person picked out by the queen mother, the first time that day to ask the lady to say goodbye, the virtuous concubine is still embarrassed by the nobleman, besides, the noble lady is a female official, and the palace is proficient in all things, such a good helper, but the queen mother personally selected it for you, and today's Dragon Boat Festival banquet, it was also the queen mother who told the lady to help the lady early, but the mother forgot it?" ”

"I haven't forgotten, she has always been the earliest to ask for peace every day, and the palace praised her before, but what's the use of being a nobleman?"

"It's useful or not, you have to use it to know." Mo Chun's eyebrows were crooked, and he said with a smile: "Although the Queen Mother thinks about everything for the Mother, but the Queen Mother is old after all, how long can you think about the Mother?" Besides, the noble lady, it was the queen mother who was selected by thousands of people for the mother, and she was able to go to Yaohua Palace three or four times a month to prove that the saint didn't hate her, but now her position is lower, and she can't stand up to compete with the virtuous concubine, Niangniang, you say yes? ”

The queen didn't know that Shen Qingjiao was the person who was pinched in the hands of the queen mother, so her appearance, talent, and means were not bad, but she was a concubine, and she was already a nobleman, and the queen couldn't help but be unhappy in her heart, but when she thought of the palace, she was isolated and helpless, and she was hung up by Mo Chun's words.

In the palace, she is the queen, and she is always taught by the queen mother not to be compared with the concubines, and it is not good to compete with the concubines for the speed of her words, but she is also a human being, and she can't watch her husband pamper a person she doesn't like, right? For such a long time, the queen is really afraid that she will not be able to stand it.

"Then what do you think Hongu should do?" The queen frowned and asked Mo Chun, but then said, "Or, should the palace go and ask my aunt first?" ” πŸ…Ό.πŸ†…πŸ…Ύπ““πŸ…ƒπ•Ž.π™˜πŸ…Ύπ“œ

Mo Chun's lips touched up and down, but she didn't speak, she quietly watched the queen fall into a tangle, and found a little emerald butterfly falling flower step shake and a soft gold lotus lotus hair buckle in the makeup drawer, held it in front of the queen's eyes and said, "Niangniang, which one do you think is good?" ”

The queen's thoughts were interrupted, and she frowned: "This palace selection? Aren't these all your choices for this palace? ”

Mo Chun's eyes showed a hint of a smile and said: "Niangniang, in the past, the slave maid chose for you, because Niangniang, you didn't care, but now the saint is here, the slave maid thinks, you should choose one you like, instead of letting others make decisions for you everywhere, you are the queen, the supreme existence in this imperial city, only you can compare with the saint, stand on the highest city wall, and see the rivers in the world." Mother, choose one, right? ”

The queen's gaze couldn't be condensed for a long time, a corner of her heart that had been imprisoned for a long time was a little impatient, Mo Chun's words suddenly turned into a hand, wanting to pry open the trapped emotions in her heart, the queen's eyes fell on Mo Chun's face, and Mo Chun's silent smile seemed to tell her.

Yes, she is the queen, she can do whatever she wants, instead of blindly obeying other people's arrangements and looking at other people's faces!

The queen's heart was horizontal, and she stretched out her hand and pointed at the falling flowers: "This palace thinks this is good-looking!" ”

"Yes, sissy." Mo Chunwan smiled, and inserted the step into the bun in front of the queen's burning gaze.

The queen looked at the bronze mirror carefully, and felt very comfortable, and the smile on her face expanded more and more, until something grew in her heart that she could not fathom herself.

When the queen went out, Xiao Qi had already freshened up, he saw the queen's figure in his eyes, and the book in his hand was "snapped" upside down on the desk, and he didn't wait for the queen to come to his side, but went to the bed first, and the queen's embarrassed expression froze, and she looked embarrassed and at a loss in a blink of an eye.

But soon, the queen adjusted her mentality, walked quickly to the bed, and without waiting for Xiao Qi to lie down, she said, "Is the Holy Lord going to sleep peacefully?" ”

Xiao Qi was stunned, and under his lowered eyelashes, he couldn't tell whether he was impatient or bored, he gently hooked the corners of his lips, and asked the queen: "Then what does the queen think I should do?" ”

The queen stared at Xiao Qi indifferently, and suddenly had the courage to confront him, maybe Mo Chun's words that were the truth played a crucial role, or maybe the queen didn't have a good temper, she immediately sneered in her eyes: "Is it the same when the saint went to the palace of the virtuous concubine in the past?" Or did the queen mother let the saint come up to the palace of the concubines today, did she obstruct the saint from going up to see the virtuous concubine, and the saint was angry with the concubines? ”

The queen stalked her neck and vomited, but this look was reflected in Xiao Qi's eyes, but there was a little more ridiculous, he got out of bed, walked to the queen, condescendingly observed the queen's hand squeezing the hem of her skirt, and suddenly said: "You are the queen who was personally selected by the queen mother for me, you should know that as the queen of the middle palace, you can't be jealous, you can't be unruly, but what are you doing now?" Questioning me? Or do you want to vent your frustration to me? How? Isn't the queen's position enough to satisfy your appetite? ”

"Yes, the concubine is the queen, and she is the queen who cares about the saint the most, but just because the concubine is the queen, the concubine can override the saint's favorite concubine, what? The saint must be very unhappy in his heart, right? The queen's back was straight, and she was standing barefoot in front of Xiao Qi, but she was only a short distance away from Xiao Qi, but in this short distance, the queen clearly understood that it was actually a watershed.

She leaned closer, trying to see if there was anger in Xiao Qi's dark pupils, the more angry Xiao Qi was, the happier she became, and the more she wanted to trample on Concubine Xian.