After the palace maid left, Zhao Ling'er's hand stroked the neat palace clothes stacked on the side.

How beautiful it is, the fiery red dress is embroidered with golden silk phoenixes embroidered with gold threads, and there are large clusters of blooming flowers.

No woman can refuse such a new dress, which girl is not pregnant with spring, everyone has dreamed of wearing a fiery red wedding dress and marrying a beloved teenager.

But...... After all, it is hard to find.

But it doesn't matter, this deal is fair.

It's just that she exchanged her youth for power with the promise that she couldn't take a step in this deep palace.

There's nothing to be wronged about, it's fate, it's her own choice.

......

"Knock knock knock. There was another hurried knock at the door.

"Did the Queen Mother sleep?" Listening to this high-pitched and sharp voice, it is Wang Desheng, the father-in-law next to the emperor, who is right.

"No, what's the matter with the princess?" Zhao Ling'er rubbed her temples, and sure enough, the closer she gets, the more things will happen.

"Since Niangniang heard the voice of the slave, then the slave will not talk much nonsense, the miscellaneous family came here this time, just to tell Niangniang that according to the laws of Daqin, there is still a ceremony to worship the heavens tomorrow, and please don't forget it tomorrow. Wang Desheng reminded.

"Youlao Wanggong has made a trip, and the palace knows. Zhao Ling'er nodded and replied.

"The lady rested early, and the slave retired first. ”

Zhao Ling'er was in the house, listening to the footsteps of Wang Desheng's group from far and near.

Finally calmed down......

Finally all gone, she sighed softly.

Sure enough, as she expected, the sky outside had already begun to fall with snowflakes.

A few snowflakes staggered in, mixed with tiny raindrops.

After Zhao Ling'er closed the window, she blew out the candle and closed her eyes.

Tomorrow, sacrifice to the sky, another fierce battle.

......

On the other side, the Fushou Palace store is still brightly lit.

"How's it going?" Shen Wanwan lay on the bed enchantingly, looking at Huahua on the side.

The emperor has been coming to her in the past few days, if it weren't for the fact that these days would be the queen ceremony, the emperor needs to avoid tongues, maybe he will come to hang paintings today.

Shen Wanwan played with her thin white fingers, between her eyebrows and eyes, and between her movements, there was a deep charm.

Zhao Ling'er is just a little girl, how can she compare with her? As long as she captures the emperor's heart and continues to develop according to this situation, even if she Zhao Ling'er is now the queen, as long as she gives birth to a dragon son first, the mother is more expensive than the child, and then with Shen Hui behind her, this queen's position is not yet hand-to-hand?

Besides, the emperor has been staying with her every day for the past few days, maybe she is already pregnant with a dragon seed in her belly. Zhao Ling'er thought about it with excitement and calculation, and gently touched her stomach.

"Little Lord ......" Huahua didn't think as much as Shen Wanwan thought, Shen Wanwan asked her to ask how Zhao Ling'er's face was, but this queen mother didn't even go out of the door these days, and she couldn't even see a figure, so how could she inquire.

"Slave maid...... Didn't inquire. Huahua hung her head and looked at Shen Wanwan's face with her spare eyes.

When Shen Wanwan raised her brows, the next step was to accuse her.

Huahua broke out in a cold sweat and added: "Queen Mother, since returning to the palace, the gate has not been out, and the slave has no way to inquire." "She has been wandering outside the Queen's Fengluan Hall for several days, and she has found nothing.