Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 75
Wanmei's eyes drooped slightly, unable to hide her disappointment: "How can I compete with them?"

The maid looked at her with heartache: "Why can't it be compared? The empress is gentle and kind, even if she is weaker, it's not what you think."

"Am I really that good?" Wanmei looked at her with anticipation and trust.

For a moment, the desire for protection and a sense of justice surged into her heart, and the court lady nodded her head fiercely, making a solemn promise: "You are the most kind and gentle person in the world."

It's a pity that her kind words didn't make Wanmei happy for long.

After walking two steps, she was full of frustration again, and sighed.

A group of people stood there behind the rockery, not daring to move.

It was Ning Jieyu, she left sooner and arrived earlier.

"It's really unlucky, I can see this crybaby every time I come here to admire the flowers." Ning Jieyu muttered in a low voice with a very impatient look on her face.

The palace maid Zhisu beside her knew that her Jieyu didn't like that one, so she lowered her voice and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to go out?"

Hearing this, Ning Jieyu's complexion became even more ugly: "I don't want to go, she can cry a little bit when she sees everyone, and it's like going to a funeral every day, and she gets bored watching it. Anyway, she only stays in each place for a while , Ben Gong stands for a while, and waits for her to leave before going out."

It was beautiful to think, but it backfired.

Wanmei stood here for a while and sat for a while. Two quarters of an hour (a quarter of an hour = 15 minutes) passed, and she still had no plans to leave.

Seeing Ning Jieyu's increasingly ugly face, Zhisu hurriedly stopped her who was about to rush out at any time: "Your Majesty, you have to be patient and don't conflict with her. If the beauty from the Tong's family cries, makes trouble and hangs herself, she may die. The master is so angry that his three souls come out of his body."

The two families have a good friendship on weekdays, but it would be uneconomical if they become enemies.

Ning Jieyu thought about it, although venting her anger is important, her father's life is equally important.

So I pinched my nose and admitted it, and I could always consume her later.

Wanmei picked up the fallen flowers left on the ground and wept secretly: "Flowers are not as red as a hundred days, and people are not as good as every year."

"You are really strange. If you can't make hundred-day-red flowers, then you can make young pines and cypresses." Ning Jieyu finally couldn't hold back anymore, and came out from behind the flowers.

Some petals fell on her body, and there was no sound of footsteps just now, so Wanmei thought that she must have come a long time ago.

He was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to hurt Chun Beiqiu any more, but looked at her slightly defensively.

Because the tears make the eyes and eyelashes look wet, which is very pitiful.

But Ning Jieyu doesn't like this, she is pursing her lips with a worried expression, trying to restrain her desire to pinch her.

Seeing that she didn't push her, Wanmei relaxed a little this time: "I met Jieyu."

"Well, let's get up." Ning Jieyu responded, and seeing her weak appearance, she couldn't hold back for a while and said: "Instead of hurting the spring and autumn, you might as well eat more, and you will be as thin as a bamboo pole."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself and make you mean.

In this way, the sick man will definitely answer the question, why not leave quickly.

As she expected, Wanmei lowered her eyes and looked angry with her little daughter-in-law: "Yes, I will remember it well."

Ning Jieyu looked at her like this, turned and left.

But after taking two steps, remembering her delicate appearance, and remembering the theme of harmony that Han Zhiyu had just talked about in the hall, he hesitated and took two steps back.

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