Su Jingshu recalled Nangong Chang's groveling appearance, and thought that man probably had no memory.

But if the other party regains her memory and knows that she and the emperor were in the same room, nothing can be explained clearly.

Xiao Jun's cold thin lips raised a smile without any warmth, and he asked in a gentle voice: "What did the noble concubine just say? I didn't hear clearly."

He stared at Su Jingshu with hardened dark eyes, as if he wanted to see through her eyes her true inner thoughts and see through the soul of this body.

Su Jingshu thought to herself, what are you looking at? How come you have never seen a great beauty!

She coughed low, suppressed her voice, and said softly: "What I mean is that An Mei needs your majesty's comfort more. You might as well go and have a look, so as not to break the heart of the beautiful sister."

After saying this, Su Jingshu retched in her heart.

Screw the sadness and soothing!

Based on her understanding of Huo Yuning, this girl might be happy somewhere.

I have to say, ginger is still spicy.

Huo Yuning, who was wearing a concubine's uterine attire, was leaning on the tree on the east wall of Chuxiu Palace, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and drank sip after sip.

She pinned a corner of her gorgeous dress around her waist, revealing the light-colored lingerie underneath. She crossed her legs together and swayed her crested shoes in a chic and comfortable posture.

Huo Yuning raised his head and looked at the brightest full moon in the night sky, feeling sad for a moment.

"The spring breeze awakens the soul of a foreign land. My home is in the peach garden of China. The mountains and rivers are infinitely beautiful. My heart follows the moon until dawn!"

She almost shouted the last sentence.

Huo Yuning suddenly straightened his back, raised the wine gourd in his hand high, faced the moon in the night sky, and shouted loudly: "I'm homesick! Father! Mother, I'm so miserable! I don't have enough to eat or clothes to keep warm! There's no good wine yet.

drink!"

too bitter!

She, Little Princess Huo, had been pampered by her mother since she was a child, cared for by her two brothers, and her father secretly responded to every request. She had never experienced such suffering.

Why let her come to this place where wars, famines and famines are raging, and the dynasty is about to be destroyed?

She wanted to go home, miss the Huo family's cooks, miss the fine wine in the wine cellar, and also miss the group of playboys who could take care of her if she was in a bad mood.

Of course, what I miss most is my family, my father, my mother, and my two brothers.

Ah Nuan didn't understand why her mother sent her here and wanted to ask her face to face.

Tao Qing, who came out of Chuxiu Palace, walked under the tree and whispered: "My lord, please keep your voice down, or you may alert the lords next door. Be careful to file a complaint against you to the emperor."

Huo Yuning's delicate face was cold, and a ferocious coldness burst out from his eyes.

She chuckled softly, her tone full of coldness: "Go and file a damn complaint! Who has this girl been afraid of since I was a child? I'm not afraid of anything but my mother's eyes turning red!"

As he spoke, Huo Yuning's eyes turned red at first.

She was afraid that her mother would miss her father too much and would always cause trouble to attract her attention, distracting him and focusing his attention on her.

She didn't expect that letting herself go would feel so good, and she accidentally became... addicted.

Huo Yuning raised the wine gourd in his hand high, rushed down the spout, raised his graceful neck, and opened his mouth to drink the wine spilled in the air.

She has a sassy and handsome posture, and she looks like a hero among women.

Seeing this scene in Tao Qing's eyes, she stamped her feet anxiously. How could there be such a master in the harem who didn't pay attention to his image?

Those concubines are not gentle and soft-spoken, and they can't wait to sway every step.
Chapter completed!