Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 388

Looking at her expression, Mrs. Fang felt that something was wrong, so she nodded: "Okay, I want to hear what it is."

"Madam Fang, please." Wan Xiuyuan led her into the room first with a calm expression.

After all, the presence of the queen certainly cannot prevent people from entering.

The remaining Han Zhiyu and Master Fang looked at each other in blank dismay, and then each put their heads aside and said nothing.

"Ma'am, would you like to listen to the script for a while?" the little palace maid who answered the conversation earlier asked.

This is the girl who always read the notebooks to her before. After being instructed by Lingyun, she knew that there was something to talk about today, so she deliberately hugged a few notebooks.

Among them were the concubine's aunt and the faint-hearted father. She had rarely seen this kind of book before, so she was eager to try it now, and she wanted to read it right away.

Although Han Zhiyu was also worried about Wan Xiuyuan, it was useless to worry: "Let's hear it."

"This book is called my home." The little palace maid lowered her voice after she finished speaking: "My aunt is an ordinary girl, and her background is not low. She had a childhood sweetheart, and she even made an appointment with her."

For some reason, Mr. Fang always felt that he had heard this story in a daze.

But people in the world are reborn, so why would they deliberately write a book from the perspective of a concubine, and how could there be so many repetitions.

Master Fang threw out the thoughts in his head, and before he knew it, he really listened to them with his heart.

"Life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, but I never thought that I would be unsatisfactory to that extent. Just attending a banquet, her fate has undergone an earth-shaking change."

"She was forcibly insulted by a person who planted drugs, and that person shamelessly said that she was seduced."

"Maybe there are so many injustices in the world, and maybe some people are born extremely noble."

"Noble enough to take the lives of others to fill the desires in my heart."

Now here, Mr. Fang would be stupid if he didn't understand what this book was about.

Even though he thought the above was fabricated, but it was a matter of face, he waved his hand: "You all step down."

The servants of the Fang Mansion retreated obediently, but the maids of honor still stood there, not intending to move at all.

"Your Majesty." Master Fang said with a cold face, "You and I have no grievances or enmities, so why should we do anything wrong?"

Han Zhiyu smiled casually: "Master Fang, what are you talking about? How could it be such a serious matter in just a notebook? Hurry up and get Master Fang a chair and let him listen carefully to what he is talking about." .”

It was obviously a gentle expression, but Mr. Fang got goosebumps when he saw it.

The chairs moved by the maids were obviously normal, but he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles: "Your Majesty, if you have anything to say, you may as well just say it."

"I am a female family member in the palace, what can I say to you as a foreign minister, don't be joking." Han Zhiyu looked at the moon in the sky: "Why don't you continue listening."

I didn't expect her to be so soft and hard, Mr. Fang couldn't help it, so he could only continue listening with a dark face.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the little maid continued to read with a smile: "It turns out that the man's traditional Chinese medicine was not an accident, but it was made by someone he likes with all his heart."

"Because that illusory love can leave much behind, but guilt can last forever."

"Stop talking!" Mr. Fang couldn't take it anymore after hearing these few words, and clutched his robe with red eyes.

The voice of reading the script stopped abruptly, as if everything was his hallucination.

Han Zhiyu reached out to take the script from the little maid's hand: "It's just a story, what's your hurry?"

(End of this chapter)