There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 475 Abortion is at odds (2)
Apart from this reason, she really couldn't think of why Concubine Su's temperament suddenly changed.

Thinking of Ye Hong, Qiao Shuqi felt uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he wanted to suffocate.If it wasn't for Brother Ye's posthumous child in her belly, she wouldn't want to live in this cold world at all.

"Sister Qiao, aren't you pregnant with a dragon child, and you're the concubine of Qiao again? Why don't you sit in the concubine's chariot? I think they all sit in the concubine's chariot." Gong Yuxiu suddenly raised her head and asked in confusion.

Qiao Shuqi lovingly touched his slightly protruding abdomen, and shook his head, "Shuqi Palace is not far from Cuifang Pavilion. Walking more is good for the children, so I didn't come here by concubine chariot."

"Sister Qiao is better. She is beautiful and kind, and has no airs. Sister Qiao, no matter what, you can't change so much like Sister Su, or... I won't be able to accept it."

"Silly girl, where did you think of it? Everyone will change, but that kind of change is when you grow up and mature. One day, you will grow up too. No matter how Sister Su and I change, the part in our hearts Sisterhood will never change, don't be frightened by Sister Su's current appearance. Let's go, it's getting late, let's go to Cuifang Pavilion quickly, don't make people wait for a long time. "

"Okay." The corners of Gong Yuxiu's mouth twitched, wanting to ask Qiao Shuqi if Sister Su also liked Ye Hong, but Gong Yuxiu swallowed the words again.

She didn't dare to ask, she was afraid of mentioning sister Qiao's sadness, and even more afraid of affecting the relationship between the sisters.

When they came to Cuifang Pavilion, all the concubines above nobles had already arrived, leaving only the two of them.

The atmosphere in Cuifang Pavilion was a little tense, and the gunpowder smoke implied, and the two of them couldn't help but wonder, did they go through a smokeless gunpowder just now?
Yang Churuo and Concubine Rong each took the main seat.Concubine Rong is in the middle, Concubine Su is on the left, and the one on the right is left, presumably reserved for Qiao Shuqi.

Qiao Shuqi nodded friendly to Yang Churuo and Concubine Rong, walked to the right seat with the help of Baihe, and sat down.

As Qiao Shuqi sat down, dozens of nearly a hundred concubines stood up one after another, lined up on both sides, respectfully saluted, "I have seen Concubine Rong, Concubine Qiao, Concubine Su, the three concubines Thousands of years, thousands of years."

Concubine Rong looked at Concubine Qiao, but she saw that Concubine Qiao was sitting upright, with an elegant face and a modest attitude, smiling at her, as if she didn't want to take the lead, and didn't want to give orders.

Concubine Rong looked at Concubine Su again, but she saw Concubine Su lazily sipping tea, not even looking at her, let alone the concubines below.Concubine Rong frowned tightly.

What is Su Qin doing today?what attitude?Where did I offend her?It's fine if you don't give her face, but you still pick her everywhere, don't you?

"Get up, sisters, you don't need to be too polite, just sit down." Concubine Rong said with a smile.Since neither of them wanted to talk, she had to come.

Many concubines sat down one after another, straightened their postures, and when they looked up, everyone's breathing could not help but stop.There is no other reason, but the three people in the seat, no matter which one is a stunning beauty, if any one comes out, they can overwhelm them all.

Concubine Rong is as beautiful as a white lotus, with a delicate fragrance, which can be seen from a distance but not profaned.

Concubine Qiao was as beautiful as a fresh and elegant white lily, with a pure appearance and elegant temperament, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

As for Concubine Su, all the most beautiful words in Concubine Su's collection of heaven and earth cannot be described.When she is cold, she is like a blooming red plum, without the warm air of spring, without the lively look of swarms of bees. She blooms proudly and alone in the crystal clear snow, in the wind knife and frost sword. When she laughs, Like a peony blooming in the sky, it is charming, gorgeous, as light as peony fragrance, and as soft as jade.

(End of this chapter)