MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-~ 63 surprises occur

A palace girl is not a shackle, and a palace girl who dares to offend the name of the master is not worth anything. The only special thing is that this palace lady is the emperor's open-handed rod.

"When it was a thing, it turned out to be a brainless one," Shu Guizhen returned to his palace and lay down on the chaise couch. The language ridiculed, "A little talent, even let the name of the palace lady around her name, I also called out in front of so many faces, I don’t know if I really didn’t have a brain or didn’t look at Zhuangluo.”

Ling Yarn pinched her shoulder and whispered: "It’s just a gadget, why do the goddess care."

"She is both good at dancing and making tea," Shugui laughed and took off the jade bracelet on his wrist and threw it aside, closing his eyes. "Tanzao is also a calm, self-named A palace girl is offended, and her face is unchanged. It is no wonder that she can be re-purchased after being forgotten by the emperor."

"Who knows what her intentions are, maybe I want to pretend to be a good man," said Ryosuke. "It’s not easy to be a slave."

"If she is simple, Ma Rong will not end up in the end, Zhuang Yi will not be directly removed from the brand by the emperor," Shu Gui yawned, "but compared with the Queen, her mind is still far away And how long can the emperor be able to pet her."

When Ling Yarn saw that he was sleepy, he would not say much more, but he was more careful to serve, but his heart was faintly thinking that the Zhao Xianrong was not so simple. I can change my mind to think of the goddess, and I feel that I think more.

At this time, Zhuangluo, who was offended by the palace lady, was only the most complicated in mind. She held Tang Pozi leaning against a soft chair and looked at the luxurious and exquisite decoration inside the house, sighing softly.

"Yun Xi." Put down the soup in his hand, Zhuang Luo sitting up straight, his expression became serious.

Yun Xi hurried in, seeing the master's expression is serious, then worried: "Wang Niang, what's wrong?"

"Looking for a way to find out how the shackled scorpion is assigned to the jewels," Zhuang Luo squatted and stood up. "In addition, the money given to the liaison family is always an innocent slave."

Yun Xiyi should be down, see the front of the Zhuangluo station window, could not help but open the way: "The master, the sky is still cold, can not stand in front of the window."

"Oh, let me know, go on." Zhuang Luo swayed his hand and looked at the snow fluttering outside the window. He sighed again and closed his eyes.

"The maiden, the inner servant came to Shengshangkou, and the emperor turned over your brand today." Fubao smiled and walked in, and gave Zhuanglu a ritual. "The emperor also specially passed the mouth, the cold Frozen, the main child is weak and does not need to welcome the holy car."

Zhuang Luo nodded, "Know it."

In this harem, there is no normal, so if she wants to live, especially the fire that wants to be comfortable, she must learn to be as abnormal as these. If she is holding the three views of the past society, she is afraid of how to die. do not know.

She is afraid of death, she is the same, so she must keep the sacred, at least the emperor has a certain weight in his heart. She doesn't want to live in a life that has been suppressed, and she can't live in the dead.

Even if the harem woman is good at something, the emperor's hobby will not last forever, and the woman will not be old forever. Zhao Feiyan who danced in the beautiful city in the Han Dynasty did not lose to herself. Zhao Hede, the days after the loss are not no worse than in the past. What made her fall out of favor was that her sister was still so, not to mention her current situation.

The female in the harem is not easy, so she can't feel sympathy, she can only think about how to let herself live well.

Fu Bao saw his own master and son look different, did not dare to ask, can only stand quietly. I don't know what the master thought, and the look became extraordinarily serious, and I couldn't help but tighten my waist.

"To bathe and change clothes, let them go." Zhuang Luo smiled and looked at Fu Bao, and turned and sat down on the soft chair.

When Feng Zheng’s political affairs had already arrived at Hai, he was tired and leaned on the back of the squatting chair. He closed his eyes and listened to the squeaking sound of the snow on the canopy. I somehow thought of the banquet on the white fox. Bright red.

Maybe it was because the red color was too bright, so that he remembered it so clearly. Slowly open your eyes and seal your mouth: "Gao Dezhong, how far away from Heehe Palace."

"Back to the emperor, after the lotus pond in front of it is the Hee Hee Palace," Gao Dezhong whispered, but in the blink of an eye, he found the strange blue light on the lotus pond, flashing, and the night was particularly embarrassing.

There are two timid palace ladies around, who have screamed. He sinks his face and says, "Do you shut up, noisy?"

Feng Cheng looked calmly and looked at the blue fire that flashed and flashed. "Gao Dezhong, take it to see." After that, he saw a line of lanterns coming over. The head of the palace was the one who hurriedly walked the palace. rouge.

Seeing Zhuangluo’s expression of a sigh of relief, Feng Shan’s eyebrows moved slightly, and he stepped down. “It’s so cold, how come love?”

When the other party approached, Feng Jin saw that Zhuangluo’s forehead was still sweating, and Zhu Xi was shaking. Even a fox was not worn, so he knew that it was rushing to come and solve the cloak on the cloak. On the body, "I don't want to worry, don't worry."

"I heard the screams at the entrance of the palace, so I came out to see it." Zhuangluo did not say that he was worried about the emperor. He looked at the emperor’s gaze, "Let the emperor see a joke."

Palace gate? She waited for herself again, no wonder she was able to come so fast, holding the cold hand of her partner, and she smiled, "knowing my heart."

Zhuang Luo Shantou buried lower.

Gao Dezhong approached the lotus pond with a few eunuchs, and his face changed slightly. Because the pool water was floating in a palace, it was already dead. The strange blue fire was burning on this woman, but the woman did not burn. Traces of coke.

This strange scene scared a few eunuchs behind Gao Dezhong. Gao Dezhong was calm and many, did not touch the body, turned and went to the emperor, and saw Zhao Xianrong also rushed over, then he went to the two lanes. : "The emperor, the slaves found something unclean, please move the emperor."

This strange side has not been seen in the past, I am afraid that it will not be heard in the next day.

Feng Jin reached out and stopped Zhuang Luo's eyes. The tone was calm: "Clean up."

"Yes, the emperor." Gao Dezhong looked at Zhao Xianrong, who was guarded by the emperor, and his face returned unchanged.

In the face of such a sullen thing, the emperor did not have any dissatisfaction with Zhao Xianrong, Zhao Xianrong can not be underestimated.

Following the emperor's return to Xihe Palace, Zhuangluo couldn't conceal the uneasiness in his eyes. "The emperor, what happened?"

Feng patted her back. "Not a big deal, Gao Dezhong will be at Li, the day is over, rest."

When the two were lying on the bed, Zhuangluo relied on the sealed chest. After a long while, she suddenly heard Feng asked her, "I can't sleep?"

"Is the emperor not sleeping?" Zhuang Luo twisted his body, and it was hard to maintain a posture without falling asleep.

"Well, the day after tomorrow will start, and the ministers of the small countries who came to congratulate him will start to go back. In the past, such a poor and small country like Gaomei had more rewards than tributes. What do you think of love?" Feng Jian suddenly asked.

"High America?" Zhuang Luo stunned, and then said, "The palace lady who had been married a few days ago said that the prince Gao Mei gave a gift to the priest, and the emperor did not mention it, and he forgot it."

"Oh," Feng Feng said, raising his voice slightly. "I don't know what the prince Gaomei is all about. What did he give?"

"I didn't see it. I heard that it is a few old ginsengs. It is not a special thing." Zhuang Luo screamed and filled his mouth. "I also said that I would like to say good things, I don’t know what they mean." What is the beauty?"

Feng Xiao laughed out loudly. The United States was only afraid that because he had no enthusiasm for the emperor, he was worried and worried. I am afraid that Zhuangluo is not the only one to be pleased, but it is only this stupid woman who can say so clearly.

"The old ginseng is also a rare object, and the loss is like a radish," Feng said with a smile and smashed Zhuang Luo into his arms. "It seems that he is too petted."

"If you have the emperor, what do you need to do?" Zhuang Luo snorted, "Is there any emperor anyway."

Feng heard this, his heart fretting, after all, just patted the back of Zhuangluo and slowly said: "There is still nature."

Zhuangluo arched the arch in the arms of the emperor. No one could see the expression of anyone, but his manners were incomparable, as if he were in love.

I don’t know how long it took. Zhuangluo’s sleep has been stupid. It seems that she heard a soft sigh and asked her to open her eyes, but she felt that she was illusory.

Next to the lotus pond outside Xihe Palace, Gao Dezhong looked calmly at the palace lady who was salvaged. "I can recognize it, is it the **** in the soft palace?"

“Returning to the father-in-law, it’s true.” A small **** replied, “The slaves know this palace girl.”

Gao Dezhong looked at the palace lady again. "If that's the case, let the fans in the soft palace recognize it."

"Go down, let's check it out." Gao Dezhong fanned his nose in front of his nose, and when the palace lady was lifted away, he sneered twice. "The harem of this harem is getting bigger."

I haven’t seen anything strange in this harem, just a few things, I’m really scared.

Eyes are not aimed at the softness or the means of Zhao Xianrong, but no matter who it is, I am afraid that this matter will not involve Zhao Xianrong.

After all, the imperial move tonight has clearly stated that this matter has nothing to do with Zhao Xianrong.

The author has something to say: I have been tired all the time in the last two days, I will try my best to ensure that I am updated. Please forgive me.

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