Quick Transmigration System: The Scum Girl and the Villain Are the Perfect Match

  Chapter 80 Counterattack after the abolition of the cold palace 18

  Will you be put to death on the spot? ?

   Thinking of this, she smiled more and more softly, "The concubine remembers that when we first met the emperor, we had a dispute over the last snack in this teahouse!!!"

   There was a moving brilliance in her eyes, the emperor was taken aback for a moment, and then began to respond.

  Why would you argue with a little girl in a teahouse over a snack, just because those eyes are like Yue Xi with eyes full of pride when she was young!

  It's just the woman he loved so much before, who has become unreasonable. She would rather drag him in the memory of the past and refuse to let go or take a step forward.

  The old, distorted, loud and noisy face made him feel irritated.

   But recently the palace person came to report that she seemed to have given up on her own, behaved perversely, and didn't put anyone in her eyes.

  I remembered that before Yue Xi left the palace, it seemed to have changed back to the previous three points, he was a little tranced, after all, it was his wife who had been with him for more than ten years.

  Presumably she must hate herself now.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the voice of the wife. He raised his head in disbelief and looked down.

  A young handsome but cold-looking man stood aside, a certain distance between the two, the man holding the handle of the knife in his hand, looking protective.

  The woman smiled happily. She seemed to be extremely interested in the things on the stall and kept picking up her strokes.

  The side face that occasionally turned sideways, the gleaming eyes hidden under the hair, made him seem to have seen the past.

  Newly married Yan'er, he used to have such a deep affection with her, standing behind her in a guarding posture, watching her laugh with joy.

  While he missed the past, he also felt jealous in his heart.

  She is now accompanied by other men, even if that man is a guard who only sent her to protect her! !

Concubine Yuegui looked at the emperor’s sudden gloomy expression, looked out the window, her mouth twitched, and suddenly said in surprise, "The emperor, are those two sisters and Fu Shiwei? They look like a couple. !!!"

   After finishing speaking, she covered her mouth, as if she found that she had said something wrong.

"Presumptuous!!" Huangfu Shenghua stared at the kneeling Concubine Yue, and couldn't help but burst into anger, not because Concubine Yue said that Yue Xi and Fu Chengchuan are like a couple, but the scene of those two people now. The way he and Yue Xi got along when they were young.

  So happy and sweet.

   "It's the concubine's fault, please calm down the emperor." Concubine Yue was lying on the ground, her voice trembling, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes. Unexpectedly, at this time, the emperor would still care about that bitch! !

   However, even if the emperor is disgusted, she has to say something today, so that the emperor completely disgusts that bitch! !

  This time, the emperor did not pity the imperial concubine building in his arms, but flicked his sleeves and walked on.

   "Mother, will we be too risky if we do this! You finally won the emperor's favor!" The next to the court lady was a little worried.

  Yue Concubine got up from the ground, raised her hand and slapped her close-fitting maid, "You mean maid, what do you know!!"

  She is now in her youth, young and beautiful, even if she angers Longyan for a while, it’s just that **** who occupied the emperor’s heart! !

  If she is really like what her mother said, she gets the hang of it, then in the future harem, she will be trampled by that **** forever! Can't look up!

Yue Xi walked to another small vendor, picked up a fox mask, gestured on her face, turned around and smiled at Fu Chengchuan and said, "How is it, a beautiful person, does it look good with any mask? ?like me?"

  "Minions don't know?" Fu Chengchuan was asked for a moment by these nonchalant remarks. He could imagine it through a mask.

  (End of this chapter)