Monsanto Elm was stiff under the eyes of a man, waiting for him to strangle himself or to order himself into the Cold House. But the man did nothing, even worried about her body in anger, and put her in a warm nest before leaving.
With her upper body up, she watched as the man's depressed back gradually wandered away. She could not return to God for half a day. The legs and feet of the palace trembled, revealing the expression of the rest of their lives after the robbery. Sister Feng held her hands together for ten years and kept thinking of the Buddha.
When I heard the Buddha's voice, Monsanto Elm's confused heart gradually calmed down, picked out a cold tear in the corner of her eyes with her index finger, and said softly, “Sister, prepare the ink, I will write to the queen.” Having said this, how can the Emperor tolerate her? Luckily she still has a way back. When you get outside the palace, your child will be able to grow up safely and happily.
Thinking of it here, she feels relaxed. Monsanto Elm is indestructible, she pulls herself together quickly for the sake of the child! Although not expected, since she came, she would assume the responsibility of being a mother.
Sister Feng rushed out the ink paper yarn. Monsanto Elm pen walks the dragon, waiting for the letter, puts it aside to dry, then touches the still flat belly, revealing a smug smile.
“I'm tired, go back to the palace and sleep.” She waved carelessly. Things have happened, and it's no use wanting more, and the main task is to keep the baby. She laughed when she remembered what she had just said under her own impulse. After all, the gentleness of the man broke the heart defense, exposing the fragility buried in the deep, what a failure!
Outside the temple, Yu Ya 'an in the hallway saw the emperor rush out, hurried forward to the salute, and before he spoke, he was scared away by the face of the man's iron and red eyes.
That fierce look seems to destroy everything! How can you change when you smile so smoothly? Yu Ya 'an was restless.
Soon after, the royal highness also came out, contrary to the emperor, his face was very calm, and even with some kind of lightness and joy beyond the object, he saw Yu Ya An in the corridor only slightly left.
It can be seen that the royal concubine does not have the desire to talk, Yu Ya 'an does not want to touch the mold of the two at this time. She did not dare to select the girls without authorization, let alone dismiss them without authorization, and went back and forth for a long time. I knew the position of the Fourth Princess was difficult to sit in, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult at first! I just hope that the first two will return to normal as soon as possible.
She shook her head and smiled bitterly, sending two eunuchs to watch over the Palace of the Spirits and the Palace of the Qing Dynasty, and herself to pacify the waiting show girl.
Zhou Wudi closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair.
All palaces were deported and left alone standing at the roots of the wall, gazing at the face of the emperor from time to time.
The young emperor's face was dim, his eyebrows tight and his shaky lips revealed his inner sorrow.
Chang Xi breathed a nitrogen and couldn't bear to see it again.
A smile or even an angry gaze of the royal highness can make the emperor happy as a child. Even joy and sorrow are manipulated by each other. How can such feelings be false? The Question and Doubt of the Queen's Highness is no less than digging out the Emperor's heart, one sword at a time. Though not loved, Chang Xi can imagine the feeling of heartbreak. At this moment, the throne is no longer a ninety-five supreme emperor, but a wounded ordinary man.
Time passed. After a long silence, Zhou Wudi finally opened his bloody eyes and sighed silently. "I was wrong again!” He didn't know Mulberry Elm's heart would be so upset. He thought he had reached the limit, and without the outbreak he would never have been able to touch the most real thoughts of the mulberry elm. The rage has completely subsided, leaving nothing but remorse.
The show, the pregnancy, all inspired the fear and anxiety of mulberry elms. Thinking differently, if you and Mulberry Elm mix up a third person, a fourth person, how do you feel? I'm afraid we'll all be killed! Zhou Wudi clenched his fists and controlled the sudden surge of violence in his heart.
In the five months of becoming Po, he had long been accustomed to his world only with mulberry elms. His body and soul were branded with mulberry elms and could no longer tolerate others. But these things Mulberry Elm doesn't know. If the show girls are chosen, even if he doesn't touch them, they will become pricks rooted in the inside of the mulberry elm, wanting the mulberry elm to open its heart and accept themselves, I'm afraid not anymore!
Heartache, Zhou Wudi was afraid of this idea. At this point, a secret guard walked in, whispered a few words in Chang Xi's ear, and quickly withdrew.
Chang Xi's bitter melon face became more bitter. He walked to the front and said, "Go back to the Emperor and defend the report. Her Highness sent a letter to the Empress.” As for the content of the letter, it goes without saying.
Kara broke the chair armrest and Zhou Wudi could no longer sit down. The wind rolled out. Always happy to wave Buddha dust and ask the palace people to follow.
The eunuch guarding outside the Qian Qing Palace saw the Emperor come out and immediately went to inform the Princess Deok of the Po Xiu Palace.