The cannon fodder princess wants to do something again

Chapter 207 Thirteen's Baby: Bath Towel and Painting
Chu Yun saw Qiu Shisan's dusty face through the thin moonlight, and the woman's bath handkerchief that Qiu Shisan put in his nose and sniffed...

It's not that he said that after Qiu Shisan was brought into the south courtyard by that woman Han Shu, the longer she spent with that woman, the weirder Qiu Shisan became.

No, if you have nothing to do, you still smell the used bath towel. After such a long time, can you still smell the stinky smell of that dead woman?
Chu Yun really couldn't bear to see his master's fascinated expression.

What a handsome young man who is as beautiful as a jade, who is all over the country and the city, and everyone loves him, but he was led to ruin by that dead woman Han Shu.

Sometimes he could still see his young master looking at a landscape painting, and he knew that it was another disgusting painting drawn by that woman Han Shu.

And his son still regarded the painting as a treasure, and carried it with him along with the bath towel, taking it out to smell and have a look when he had nothing to do.

Thinking of this, Chu Yun couldn't help slandering that woman Han Shu again.He only hoped that Qin Zhuiyue could live up to his expectations and bring that woman Han Shu into the harem before his young master returned to Beiqin.

If Han Shu wants to harm Qin Zhuiyue, let him harm Qin Zhuiyue, the two are very compatible.

As for his son, he deserves a better woman!

As Chu Yun was on his way, he prayed to the night sky...

Han Shu, who was about to enter the palace, suddenly sneezed, "Which murderer is speaking ill of me behind my back!"

She sneezed several times in succession, cursing the embryo who spoke ill of her incessantly.

"The gate of the palace is so big!" Xiaozhan looked at the heavy palace gate curiously, on which was written the three words "Noonday Gate" in a majestic manner, which was the main entrance of the palace.

There were more than twice as many guards guarding the noon gate than usual, and they stood densely on both sides.

All of them stood with knives in their hands and looked serious.

The leader was Li Weide, the deputy commander of the imperial guards, who was one of Qin Zhuiyue's trusted subordinates.

"My lord, the Empress Dowager has issued an order. It is now the time of strict prohibition. No one is allowed to enter or leave the palace at will!" Li Weide stepped forward to intercept Qin Huai's carriage, neither humble nor overbearing.

Qin Huai was not a good opponent either, as soon as he waved his hand, suddenly a group of imperial guards guarding the palace gate drew their swords at each other.

Soon the Imperial Guards were divided into two factions, facing each other with knives.

"Commander Li, it's better for you to let me go. I don't want to see blood at this moment. Besides, I have brought my family with me. If something happens to my concubine, I'm afraid you can't bear it."

As soon as Qin Huai finished speaking, Han Shu leaned out of the carriage knowingly, and said with a bright smile to Li Weide: "Commander Li, hello, I am Han Shu, and my father is Han Quzhi, the prime minister of the court. Can I trouble Mrs. Li?" Why don't you let us enter the palace?"

To be honest, she doesn't want to deliver the goods herself at all.

The gate of this palace was entered today, and it is still unknown when it will come out again.

But since Qin Huai brought her to the Noonday Gate today, he didn't think about backing down, did he?

When Li Weide saw that it was Han Shu, he immediately bowed down and saluted Han Shu: "I've seen you, Miss!"

Qin Zhuiyue has already sent a message that if he sees Qin Huai bringing Han Shu into the palace, he must let him go.Not only to let it go, but also to give it a big welcome.

When Han Shu saw Li Weide's good attitude, his face darkened and he was very unhappy.

She knew that this palace gate was not allowed to enter.

Once you're in, it's hard to get out again.Li Weide, a dignified deputy commander, still treats her so well, which is clearly sugar-coated bullets.

(End of this chapter)