"Niang Niang..." The look on her face was like crying and laughing, and she repeated it with a strong sarcastic tone.

After 30 years of wandering in the palace, many women have done their best to make it ups and downs, just for the sake of "Niang Niang". She used to be one of them. Now, her time has passed, and new people have appeared.

Pei Yun always said little. Now his face turned white and he had no intention to explain. Tears fell on the floor drop by drop along his red and swollen cheek.

All the little maids' fears burst out, and they scrambled to expose: "the empress is in charge of the emperor! That father-in-law has bad intentions. Pei Yun must have some conspiracy! "

"Presumptuous!" Princess Zhao picked up her tea cup and smashed it. She clattered to the side of the beauty's couch. A few little maids lost their voice for a moment. A moment later, she knocked her head on the ground with trembling, just like an ostrich buried in the sand.

The eyes of Princess Zhao were red, with infinite reluctance and grievance, and her chest was undulating violently: "Your Majesty's side also allows you to talk?"

Smell speech, a few take childish face, the flower looks pale.

Su Peiyun, the oldest maid in Fengyang palace, spent five years with emperor Duanyang. Before that, she served in front of the emperor. If she exchanges information with the palace attendants, the most likely person is her former colleague and the attendants around the emperor. But she is afraid of her hands and feet, and she has to think about the bad.

The little maid could not understand this, but Princess Zhao knew the possibility.

Will Pei Yun be so bold as to harm Duanyang emperor's concubine? What if the backing behind her is the nine five?

"I knew that for so many years, Huang ER was still worried about it. He has been bumpy since he was a child. If he doesn't belong to his own family, I will accept his fate. " With tears in her eyes, Princess Zhao laughed and looked resentful and sad. "That was because of me. Can't you rush at me? Minmin is still young. How can he operate on his sister? "

"Mother!" Aunt Shanggong's hand was shaking. She grabbed the skirt of Princess Zhao's dress and tried to stop her from saying it again

Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao look at each other and silently at the chaotic Royal enmity. According to legend, Zhao Qinru was born into a noble family. She was delicate and expensive when she was a child. After entering the palace, she became a domineering concubine. The former Emperor picked the stars and the moon for her, but it was hard for her to settle down. She failed to get on the queen's throne.

But she always felt that she was the last winner, because the former queen had no children, and her son was raised under the name of the former queen, who inherited the great unification smoothly.

Only now did she find that she had lost completely.

The young emperor was cultivated into a different kind of person by the former queen. He was a high-ranking person with clear love and hatred. His attitude towards his biological mother was very ambiguous. He always maintained politeness and politeness, which was a little strange.

Even after the death of the former empress for many years, Princess Zhao never became empress dowager.

Once upon a time, she was only the concubine of the son of heaven, but now she is only a concubine after all.

Even her daughter, his own sister, was only in the name of emperor Ji, who was favored by a son of heaven. She never enjoyed the intimate treatment of her brother.

How can she not be angry, how can she not be crazy?

Princess Zhao looked at Peiyun, as if through the girl's thin and pitiful face, and saw her son's strange and disgusting eyes. Her voice was cruel: "put it down, and put it in the dungeon. Don't give her food and drink, and don't let her find short sightedness!"

The people standing and kneeling held their breath. They vaguely know that after today, a big war is about to begin. Su Peiyun is just an introduction. Once his son comes to find his mother, it's time for this deep-rooted contradiction to break out.

"Niang Niang..." Pei Yun, who was roughly put up by the bodyguard, suddenly raised her head. Her face was covered with scattered hair, and her cheek was swollen. "Pei Yun has been around Diji for five years, and she has always taken care of Diji as her sister. It's not my job, not your majesty..."

Her voice is more and more far away, along with the guard's scolding and clear slap, gradually disappear in the door.

There was a slight rub on Liu Fu's sleeve. Mu Yao quietly left the crowd and went to the doctor. She twisted a small piece of soothing incense and distinguished it carefully.

Mu Yao's head suddenly raised, want to say something, Liu Fu clothes to her shook his head.

There is a tacit understanding between the leading group, with a few eyes back and forth, and they already know each other's mind.

Don't move.

"Mother, this is What's the matter? " Sitting on the concubine's couch, Emperor Duanyang had a rest for two hours before she seemed to be back to her soul and spoke carefully.

"Diji, Diji, you scared us to death..." Peiyu suddenly hugged the leg of Duanyang emperor Ji, "it's Peiyun who used spices to harm you. She has been put into prison."

Duanyang delicate lips moved, eyes confused, to hear Peiyun was dragged down, closed his mouth, confused into a fleeting sadness.

Liu Fuyi went to the Dragon Boat Festival with a caring look: "does your highness feel more comfortable?"A red cloud quickly appeared on Duanyang's face, and his expression became vivid. "Much better, thank you brother Liu."

"Well, have a good rest." Liu Fuyi comfortingly patted her on the shoulder, and felt a nervous look fall on his hand like lightning. When he turned around, Peiyu and the other two maids in court hung their heads and knelt on the ground peacefully.

Liu Fu's clothes swept around the hall and straightened the corner of his clothes. Duanyang's greedy eyes followed him. Seeing him slowly walking back to muyao, the light in his eyes slowly went out.

"Well, every family has its own difficult Scripture, which makes you laugh." Princess Zhao winked. Someone had already picked up the broken tea cups on the ground. The maid in waiting held the new tea on a pear blossom tray and put it on the table respectfully.

Liu Fuyi frowned and stroked her palmprint, just like a picture of a young man like jade, keeping silent.

A clear voice came out: "we've come all the way and found many interesting market rumors. It's boring for a long time. If there is no lack of empress and Diji, how about we get together and have a chat? "

Both eyes look at Ling Miaomiao.

The speaker is dressed in a bun, green clothes, thin and delicate, a pair of black and white apricot eyes, half hidden behind the white yarn fan embroidered with five petals of plum blossom, smiling with the naive air of folk children. Even if the language is too intimate, it doesn't make people feel overbearing at all.

"Yes, yes." The Dragon Boat Festival emperor Ji takes the lead in clapping hands and agrees to come down. She asks people to move a futon to come over. She is very close to Princess Zhao.

Because Ling Miaomiao has been walking with Mu Sheng, it doesn't seem to pose a threat. Duanyang has always had a good impression of her. She seems to have come out of the shadow of nightmares, excitedly waving to Peiyu, "you go down."

Peiyu's face was sad, and he retreated step by step.

The palace people close the door and keep the noisy cicadas outside. The green waves rolling outside the grille are green in summer.

Princess Zhao still had something on her mind. She waved her hand and silently held back her aunt.

There were only a few people left in the door. Princess Zhao lowered her head and sipped the tea. The tassels swayed gently: "can we talk now?"

"Concubine..." Duanyang is a little surprised.

"Don't talk yet." Princess Zhao quietly looked at Mu Yao, and did not have any idea to play with the leading role group again. "Our palace knows something about Mu family. It's a demon family, and it's jealous of evil. Once the case is investigated, it's bound to be responsible to the end, and it won't be tolerated, right?"

Mu Yao picked up her eyes and said, "yes."

"When our palace summoned you with the jade card, it was psychologically prepared." She raised the corner of her mouth and said, "if you want to ask, just ask."

Mu Yao put down a small piece of burnt black spice on the table: "Niang Niang thinks that Diji's nightmare is just the credit of Psychedelic incense?"

Duanyang looked back at her mother's face, eyes full of shock.

"Well." Mu Sheng suddenly opened his mouth with a smile in his dark eyes. "Our chat today is divided into two parts. The emperor comes first, and then please drive back to the palace. The second part is for your mother and concubine to participate."

When Duanyang first saw Musheng, he felt that he was handsome and polite. He was a lovely young man. Unexpectedly, he didn't care about dignity and inferiority. He blushed: "you!"

But Princess Zhao pressed her hand and said in a deep voice, "that's it."

Liu Fuyi personally poured tea for the Dragon Boat Festival and pushed her in front of her with both hands: "what we asked her today is related to her future safety. Please let her know."

Sure enough, the fire of the Dragon Boat Festival was extinguished in a flash by my sweetheart's tea. With a smile, I took a shy sip, "that's nature."

Ling Miaomiao quietly glances at the tight corners of Mu Yao's mouth beside him and makes a similar one. She stares at Liu Fu's clothes tightly and even makes an exaggerated clench of powder fist, which shows her gnashing teeth in the face of her rival.

After admiring his elder sister, Yu Guang glimpses Ling Miaomiao with a bitter face and turns his head out of the window.

Liu Fuyi patiently waited for the Dragon Boat Festival to finish drinking tea: "offended, please Diji to recall the specific content of that nightmare."

Duanyang's face turned pale immediately, and his breathing became short. He looked at his mother like asking for help. Unexpectedly, Princess Zhao firmly held her wrist, and the look of her eyes could not be refuted: "Minmin, think about it."

"I dreamt that I dreamed that I was in Xingshan temple. There's a group of people, a group of people Call me "goddess" and say that they have been waiting for me for a long time and want me to follow them. "

Hear "goddess" two words, Zhao too imperial concubine eyebrow heart a jump, clenched teeth, strained the mood with all one's strength.

"And then?"

Duanyang seems to have a headache. He gently hammered his temples with his hand I followed them for a long time, passed the wheat field, and returned to Xingshan temple. "

Several people exchanged glances with each other, Liu Fu clothing quietly Guide: "have you found, Xingshan Temple what changes?"

"Change..." Duanyang nodded, his eyes full of doubts, "Xingshan Temple seems to be different from when I came here There are many people in front of the temple, all kneeling and saying, "the goddess has arrived." what do you want to start The ceremony. "Her hands trembled imperceptibly, and her temples began to sweat.

"And then?"

"And then..." Duanyang suddenly clenched his teeth, face flushed, eyes flashing, fear and difficult to say, "I don't want to say!"

"Minmin..." Zhao Tai Fei closed her eyes and held her daughter's slender wrist. "There's no outsider here, you say it."

With tears in his eyes, the Dragon Boat Festival gritted his teeth and said, "I went into the hall and saw a lot of clay statues of Buddha. There are men and women. They are, are..."

"Doing good things?" Mu Yao's voice is cold, which makes people feel that the Lingtai is quiet and can't produce any evil thoughts.

Duanyang's eyes were dazed. After a while, he nodded gently.

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