Disgraced Consort

Yuanxihoufu, retreat Sisi.

Layers of pink tents echoed together in this ambiguous space which is not small.

The maid who was on the night was already accustomed to waiting for the preference of the night majesty. At this moment, she was standing at the door of the pavilion. Rao was floating in the sky with snowflakes, and she was so cold that her head flickered and still fell asleep.

Suddenly, she felt an unusually windy wind blowing into the side of her neck, an excitement, she opened her small eyes, freckled face, showing a dazed expression.

Many times, she has been in such a dazed state, but, strangely, Hou Ye has appointed her maidservant who served her close.

However, it was just a maid.

One, every night when Grandpa Yan is waiting, staying close to the door of the room.

Except for the occasional waiter who would call her to serve tea and raise a night pot, there was no other lady.

Now, her eyes turned round and round, and when everything around her was normal, she closed her eyes and fell asleep when the gusty wind was only a gust of wind.

Even if it is cold outside. However, she is not afraid of the cold. Some of the cotton-padded jackets are fat. This is also the biggest difference between her and the concubines of the waiter. They are too thin. In winter, they are dressed in thick fur, but their faces are still cold. As for her, she only wears ordinary cotton jacket and her body and face are hot.

It's hot, it's good, she just crooked and started snoring.

However, the room window on one side quickly closed and closed.

Indoors, it was warm with carbon fire.

Because of these carbon fires, there was a breath of perseverance.

In these breaths, a pair of women's porcelain white lotus feet walked naked on the red carpet in the room.

She likes to walk barefoot on soft felt blankets, even though every step she does not make her heart soft at the same time.

She did not step forward, only standing not far from the couch, and saw that the tent was lifted, and he, just like that, came out naked.

On the couch, there was a bright woman who seemed to fall asleep.

Seen only in this way, in fact, it is not much different from a corpse.

Yes, when he doesn't need them, their existence is like a corpse.

And she should be different from the women who can only please him in the bed.

She looked at him and walked towards her, although she had seen his body more than once, but this time, she still lowered her face slightly, went straight to the hanger on the side, picked up the silver robe, and moved closer to the front. He hadn't covered his shoulders yet, and he pulled suddenly, pulling her into his wide arms.

In this pull, the brocade cloak she was wearing fell to the ground.

Inside the cloak, she only found a rose tulle skirt. The delicate curves are looming.

She didn't avoid it, he wanted her, anytime, anywhere.

She, concubine, was originally his woman. In this life, she would only belong to the woman who was his own.

Yin Qi's pale and grey eyes were calm and calm. He was close to her face, his fingertips descending from the perfect line of her cheek, and stopped at her clavicle, voice, low mute:

"How are you doing?"

"Forgiveness is incompetent, and it has not been done yet, but it will certainly fulfill the commandment of the Holy Spirit."

"Purely, don't let me wait too long, er--"

His lips replaced his fingertips, slipped across her cheeks, and came all the way to her chin, she could feel that her neck suddenly stiffened.

She knew what he would do next.

The woman beside the saint usually has only two states, dead or bed.

And she is different from them in that, in addition to these two states, she can have other uses for him.

Just like the duckweed at sea.

The duckweed, which should have been in the lake, floated in the unfathomable and turbulent sea, what she wanted to catch, but, every time, she held out her hand and held it, except for the same one Nothing but air.

After a long time, she gave up grabbing something, only clasped her fingers together, embedded in the palm of her hand, when she felt the pain, the empty bottom of her heart improved slightly.

"Go to Tianzhang Palace to be her maid."

All along, no matter what he said, she would not have any doubts except to try her best. However, this time, she finally asked more:

"Holy Lord, she, is that so important to you?"

"I haven't been the Holy One for a long time. Staying by her side should have unexpected gains."

"Yes."

She asked no more.

Holy—Yeah, he has n’t been emperor.

However, she still used to call him a holy one.

Even if he lost everything for the woman.

But, at least, and her, she will always be with him.

In any case, unless the end of life, no matter how long, as long as he is willing to turn around, he will find that she has been waiting on his back ...

Chen Yuan knelt in the hall. This kneeling was the kneeling down to Xuanyuan at that time, and he seemed to have forgotten to get up, or that he did n’t care at all, she knelt on the hard brick floor, how many knees pain.

Yes, it hurts.

But, no matter how painful, she still wants to kneel down.

After all, the play tonight is not over.

Even if he just dumbly described Tianmenzi in the purse as her ambition, what about it?

After tonight, she is still the queen of the Sunda Dynasty.

There is no evidence that Tianmenzi in the purse is related to her.

Even if there were, it was all her careful deployment.

In fact, this is not what she did. What she did was just successfully led the man to do it for her.

Step by step, she did a good job.

From an early age, what her father taught her was to seek the heart, and every time he thought of the heart, he could not ignore the things that others thought and unexpected.

Only in this way can you be in an undefeated position, because no one can catch your stubble.

For example, Biluo is a deployment that is indispensable in this step of the evening, but it is easy to be ignored.

Bi Luo testified that she changed the purse, in order to poison the drunk concubine. However, the flaws behind this testimony will undoubtedly set aside her relationship and put Chen Yuan in a state of incomprehension when the Queen Mother notices it.

The queen mother is very smart and conceited. What she used was nothing more than the queen mother.

For a princess who openly understands the so-called 'killing mother to establish a child' rule, even the princess who has fallen to the imperial heir to protect her daughter.

Death is the only ending.

It is the only ending that the queen mother will choose.

Of course, this method of death may not be in the name of slaughtering the imperial heir. After all, it is extremely unbelievable for a mother to kill the heir in the belly of her daughter. Undoubtedly, it will only indirectly disclose this if it really exists. Motherhood's rules.

Whether this rule is true or not is also questioned by her.

However, Chen Yuanxin is enough.

Because Chen Yuan's conviction, keeping her, is the greatest threat to the queen mother.

What the Queen Mother wants is this rule, which is not known to more people, so as not to cause unnecessary disturbance.

After all, there are still six concubines in the palace who are pregnant with the heir, aren't they?

There is nothing more reassuring than a dead person.

Because, once this matter is noticed by Drunk Concubine, Drunk Concubine's choice may also be the same as Chen Yuan.

Killing mothers and sons, killing mothers and babysitters, these two points are basically the same.

The only pity is that she had soaked the silk thread in the musk water before, and Chen Yuan did not have the idea of ​​being a queen dowager. Otherwise, this drama should be more exciting tonight.

Of course, it was because of the fragrance of the silk thread that day that she noticed the little girl Biluo.

A person who has desires and needs, and gives the master a mustache is often the best use.

It also became the most important link in her heart.

When these thoughts floated from her mind, her lips evoked a very shallow arc. This arc only evoked a point. Suddenly, she felt an ambergris approaching her nose. This All the arcs that have risen quickly converge.

After converging, she saw that Xuanyuan Yu leaned down slightly, and her dark pupils were condensing her. Inside the pupils, there was a gleam of broken stars that made her stare at each other.

"Queen, what are you laughing at, eh?"

"Emperor--" She recovered her timid look, with a pitiful expression in her eyes, "The concubine didn't smile, but, knees numb, so--"

"Oh, legs numb? It seems that the queen has been kneeling for too long." Xuanyuan's lips chewed a glorious smile. "That's the case, the queen gets up first."

Chen Jinning smiled this moving smile, this is the first time he smiled at her so.

Only this smile makes her eyes can't be separated from his face. If, this smile, will always be exposed to her in the future, how good should it be?

"In the hall, it's too hot. Since the queen's legs are numb, it's unclear if she wants to be burned out of this silver carbon." Xuanyuan yelled, and immediately said, "The queen went to kneel outside the hall, there was no me Is not allowed. "

When ruthless words are spoken in a very gentle voice, Chen Jinfang knows what is cruel.

At this time, this cruelty was what he gave her.

However, Chen Jin was still unable to associate this sentence with the touching smile that still hung on his face:

"emperor--"

Xuan Yuanyu's smile was more moving, but this smile fell into Chen Jin's eyes, but with a different meaning:

"Queen, you really need to be awake. Before I change my mind, go kneeling outside the hall, otherwise, maybe, the next moment, the place where I let the queen kneel is not so simple outside the hall."

Having said that, Xuanyuan had to turn around and take a hand, no longer looking at her.

Between Chen Jin's lips, he couldn't say a word.

Yes, in the current situation, it is useless to say what she said.

She was stupid, but he still wouldn't allow her. Perhaps, this time, she miscalculated a step.

That is, the weight of Drunk Concubine in his heart.

good very good.

There is no red flowers for a hundred days, and no one is good for a thousand days. She wants to see how the drunk concubine's fate will be on that day when Jun En is cold.

And she, the queen, has no major sins, and even the emperor can't dethrone the queen!

What can he do other than punish kneeling?

She is still the queen of this world!

She exited the hall seemingly obediently and knelt down on the jade steps.

With the cover of the temple eaves, she can't get snow.

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