Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 1087 That young master in the cold palace is really pitiful

Qiaoyu stood there as if absent-minded.

There was no movement for a long time.

Wind without clothes.
It was you who said to leave.

Why, the empress said you.
Where the hell have you been?

During this period of time, what exactly happened, why she was hiding it from her, and why she didn't know anything.
Qiaoyu walked towards Qingli Palace alone as if her soul had been sucked away.

This reminded her not only that when her eyes were not yet clear, Feng Wuyi was afraid that she would fall while walking, every day, when the sun was sunny, he would hold her hand and come out to bask in the sun.

She didn't know why she believed him.

All I know is that with him leading her, she never fell down once.

But this time—

The sky was already fine, the sun was scorching hot, and the eyes of people who were exposed to the sun hurt.

Qiaoyu bit her lower lip and walked towards Qingli Palace alone.

I always feel like something is missing.

There is a great need for something to make up for.

"That young master in Lenggong is really pitiful. Why do you think he can't think about it so much? He's so young, and he's so good-looking. He insists on torturing himself into this kind of inhuman and ghost-like appearance. For the rest of his life, see It's over."

The spacious palace road on the left.

He heard the voices of two young maids discussing in low voices.

Hearing the sound, Qiaoyu looked at them suddenly.

The two maidservants didn't realize it, and they were still discussing in a low voice: "Isn't it true? I heard that the young master was all for the one from Qingli Palace. I thought the emperor was already infatuated and affectionate enough for the empress, no? Thinking of that young master, he is no worse than the emperor."

"Even that young master is too pitiful. He has paid so much for the one in Qingli Palace, but no one knows it. Sacrifice himself, but he has fulfilled other men. There are not many such righteous men in this world." , I don’t know what the person in Qingli Palace is thinking, leaving such a good-looking man behind, but still going—” “Hush, keep your voice down, be careful that the walls have ears.”

"Don't look at the one in Qingli Palace who is just like us, she is also a servant girl, but her position in the empress's heart is extraordinary. She is the confidant maid of the empress. In the harem, besides the empress, she is the most important. It’s amazing, I used to be in the palace, but it’s sideways.”

As they were talking, they were caught off guard when they saw a pale face appear in front of them.

They still knew Qiaoyu.

When he saw her, he was immediately frightened.

With trembling lips, they hurriedly saluted her: "Sister Qiaoqiaoyu"

Qiaoyu ignored the fear and fear on their faces, and looked at them with a pair of dark eyes: "The young master you are talking about is Feng Wuyi?"

This time, the two of them were really frightened.

Kneeling down hurriedly: "Sister Qiaoyu, please forgive me! Sister Qiaoyu, you just treat us as nonsense, we didn't say anything, there is no such thing as a son, it's just our two sisters talking nonsense. Sister Qiaoyu must not tell the empress, if the empress finds out, the empress will definitely not forgive us. Wuwu, sister Qiaoyu, please."

"It's not long since we entered the palace, and we don't want to die yet."

"Let me ask you, is that young master in the cold palace really Feng Wuyi!"

How could Qiaoyu care about how they were crying now.

He took a step forward and picked up their collars: "Tell me honestly, is it true or not!"

(End of this chapter)