From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 470 Try Hongong's Chestnut Cake
Meng Jiaoen shook her body, she suddenly thought of the time when Wang Ying taught all the ritual repairers in the palace when she came out of the cold palace, and at that time, all the ritual repairers in the harem were severely repaired, almost Knocked down and disfigured!
"In the past few days, be more careful and spend more time with your sisters, so as not to be troubled by her."

Somehow, Wei Qinghe's words resounded in her mind, Meng Jiaoen was trembling, but she didn't dare to move, her whole body was like a piece of wood, extremely stiff.

So scary, so scary! ! !Meng Jiaoen clenched her lips, tears rolled out, her cheeks were wet without realizing it, now she felt that she was going to be scared to death!

Wang Ying stared at the shivering back, raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, and slowly leaned over, her chest pressed against Meng Jiaoen's shivering back, one body was warm and the other was cold, Meng Jiaoen only felt her scalp go numb, The people behind didn't even seem to be breathing, just like a dead person!
"Come on, I brought chestnut cakes, try it!"

As he spoke, a snow-white arm was inserted from behind to the front, and Danko's fingertips painted with blood were pinching a piece of creamy-yellow chestnut cake, and dark chestnuts could be vaguely seen inside the almost transparent breast.

Meng Jiaoen just watched the piece of chestnut cake slowly getting closer and closer, and finally stuck to the corner of her lips.

The chestnut cake was as cold as Wang Ying's fingers, and Meng Jiaoen cried even harder, almost choked up and out of breath.

Wang Ying snorted coldly, pinching Meng Jiaoen's chin with her fingers, it was icy cold.

"Eat, I reward you, you should thank me, but I still invite you to eat something after you said such a serious thing!"

"No, no..." Meng Jiaoen struggled feebly, twisting her body, but was held firmly in Wang Ying's arms. Meng Jiaoen began to be afraid, she never knew that Wang Ying would have such great strength!

"No, Empress Defei, please spare Jiaoen, please forgive Jiaoen!" Meng Jiaoen cried bitterly, and pushed Wang Ying's hand fiercely with her fingers, but she couldn't push it away. It was as if the hands were touching the cool armor, and what they touched was cold and icy.

What exactly is going on! !
Meng Jiaoen was frightened, desperate, and the last bit of rationality in her heart collapsed. She opened her mouth and bit Wang Ying's arm, but she always felt that the touch was more like biting a piece of wood...

Wang Ying frowned, pinched Meng Jiaoen's cheek fiercely, forcing her to open her mouth, and the moment she opened her mouth, she stuffed the chestnut cake into it.

"Woooooo!" Meng Jiaoen yelled in horror, but she couldn't yell because the chestnut cake was stuffed into her mouth. Wang Ying blocked her mouth and forced her to swallow the chestnut cake bit by bit.

When the people finished eating, Wang Ying looked at Meng Jiaoen cheerfully, and said with a smile: "This was originally prepared for His Highness, but in the end, His Highness was naughty and refused to eat it and threw it away. I think so." , the Empress ordered the harem to be frugal, don’t waste it, what do you think?”

After Meng Jiaoen broke free from Wang Ying's arms, she lay on the chair and vomited continuously, but no matter how hard she tried to pick it up, she couldn't vomit anything. In the end, she could only turn her head and stare at Wang Ying, saying angrily : "Empress Defei, you are too much, what did you eat for me?!"

Wang Ying smiled indifferently: "It's just a piece of chestnut cake. Look at you, why are you so nervous? A piece of chestnut cake won't kill you!"

For some reason, Meng Jiaoen's face turned pale, but she refused to believe Wang Ying's words in her heart, and the look in her eyes became more and more desperate.

When it was getting dark, Sun Yizhen and the others came back from the Chief Manager, happily discussing today's harvest with each other.

"Sister, what do you think of my piece of material?"

"The material is good, and that color suits you very well. It looks good in a generous dress!" Wei Qinghe laughed.

"Huh? Sister Qinghe, what about mine? Why do I always think it's a bit too plain?" Tian Yun couldn't help asking.

"That one of yours is also good. You don't suit to wear too fancy ones, but more elegant ones, which also match your temperament!"

Wei Qinghe has both sides, and everyone is happy.

By the time they walked back to the palace, it was almost time to light up the lights, and the corridors and paths were lit up, illuminating the whole world.

After returning, she subconsciously took a look at Meng Jiaoen's bedroom. She had a cold today and couldn't go there. Wei Qinghe was really worried, for fear that Wang Ying would trouble Meng Jiaoen while they were away.

Taking a look, Meng Jiaoen's palace was pitch black. For some reason, Wei Qinghe's heart trembled, and she quickly called the little maid over.

"Why is your master still missing?"

"This..." The little maid hesitated, obviously hesitating.

"Say!"

"Well, Empress Defei is here and told us not to go in..."

"What?!" Wei Qinghe stood up abruptly, frowning tightly, walked back and forth anxiously, and then couldn't help but asked again: "How long has Defei Empress been in?"

"It's been...it's been a long time!"

"Tsk!"

Wei Qinghe frowned, thought for a while, went to the palace next door, called Sun Yizhen, Tian Yun and others, and went straight to Meng Jiaoen's place.

The yard was dark, and the dry branches criss-crossed in the darkness, like devil's claws, bringing out a frightening shadow.

Tian Yun was so frightened that he tightly grasped the corner of Wei Qinghe's clothes, and couldn't help but ask: "Sister, it doesn't mean that the concubine de concubine has already left, and sister Jiao En has actually gone to sleep, right?"

Wei Qinghe frowned, how is that possible, the little palace maid didn't see Concubine De come out, okay!

Standing at the door, everyone didn't dare to move any more. Wei Qinghe also hesitated, and couldn't help but stare inside. The main hall was pitch black, and only ups and downs could be vaguely seen. Wei Qinghe Little by little, I barely recognized whether it was a stool or a cabinet.

"Sister Jiaoen, sister Jiaoen!" Wei Qinghe took a deep breath, and then he shouted boldly.

Seeing this, Sun Yizhen also yelled, and when everyone saw this, they also yelled in disorder in order to strengthen their courage.

In the room, something seemed to move slightly, and everyone was frightened into silence, and there was silence inside and outside the room.

Tian Yun was so frightened that he was on the verge of crying, what the hell was going on, and whether Meng Jiaoen was there, she didn't move when she called.

"Sister, let's go back, sister Jiaoen must be asleep..."

Tian Yun's voice was full of tears.

Wei Qinghe was also very scared, but she always felt that if she didn't see Meng Jiaoen, she couldn't rest assured.

(End of this chapter)