Although she had not been married to the royal palace for a long time, Nalan Xianqiu had already treated her as the real hostess. After Zi Ling went to court the next day, she gathered everyone in the royal palace to show off her power and establish her majesty. Of course, the effect was good.

She couldn't help but bent her lips with joy, enjoying their respectful and fearful eyes, enjoying their respectful and awesome eyes, and always putting Zi Ling's wife on the prefix when discussing her, which was her dream, and now it has come true, and Zi Ling treats her better than before. She thought that she had to run around and faced people around her, and Nalan Xianfeng was even more proud.

Yi Xiaorou can't fight her any more, she can't fight her anyway.

She stepped across the corridor, but stopped when she heard her name. Beside her was a garden covered by a bushes, and the crisp sound of girls rang out from there.

"That new princess really takes herself seriously. I heard that the prince didn't even touch her on the night of the wedding! He respected her and said, "The princess really put on the air of a princess." After saying that, he sneered with disdain.

"That's right, wasn't an eunuch who brought food to her that day? Because it was a little late, he was broken and threw his legs outside the mansion as a beggar, and he even thought he was the emperor of the current dynasty!"

"And I always like to be innocent and innocent in front of the prince. It's really hypocritical that no one is allowed to mention the things she does behind the scenes in front of the prince."

"Yes, if she is the princess, she is a wild girl after all, so how can Fu'er be favored?"

Halfway through the conversation, it came to an abrupt end. The maids who were chattering and snoring were instantly pale in pride, and they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"See...See...The Princess..."

Nalan Xian bent her lips, raised her hand with Danko gently, raised her cheeks and tied her behind her ears, her eyebrows and eyes were lazy and charming, her plump lips slightly raised, and her smile was cold, "What? Keep going, why don't you continue? Is the royal palace raising you to gossip?"

Her originally elf-like face was dulled by her mature hair bun and her thick-colored palace clothes, and her plump lips were dyed with blood and red, which was particularly majestic.

"Princess, forgive me. Yu'er and others are ignorant and talk nonsense. Please spare me a lot." A slave suddenly spoke, kneeling in front of Nalan Xianqiu in fear and fear. Hearing his voice before he saw her, it was so crisp that it sounded particularly nice.

The girl who was fifteen or sixteen years old, who was so beautiful that she was dressed in her palace clothes, was particularly concerned about this voice. She lowered her eyes, unable to see clearly, "Rise your face."

The servant's body trembled slightly, but he still raised his neck obediently, but he didn't even dare to raise his eyes.

Her appearance is as joyful as her voice, and her beautiful beauty is like warm water, plain and unobtrusive.

Nalan Xian's eyebrows slightly closed, her eyes were dark, and her cold voice sounded again, "Rise your eyes."

The servant trembled and said, and his eyes were as clean as a spring, so clean... that people wanted to destroy it!

Nalan Xian took a deep breath.

She pursed her lips and tried to bring up a smile. She heard her voice like a ghost, "What's your name?"

The maid was slightly surprised and replied obediently, "Go back to the princess, I... the name is Fu'er..."

Nalan Xianqiu stood in front of her, looking at this beautiful slave, but seemed to see another person.

"Oh?" She smiled, but the hand in her wide sleeves pressed tightly into her palms, and recalled another name she had just compared with her and was favored by Zi Ling.

"So what is your identity?"

"I am a slave, who serves the prince in person." Fu'er answered slowly.

Speaking of the word "close" in person, Nalan Xianke is not a novice, of course she understands what her identity is.

She sneered, is even the girl going to choose something similar to Yi Xiaorou?

Nalan Xian bent over and pinched her beautiful little face, "Are you pleading for them just now or pleading for you?"

"I am pleading for everyone, including me." Fu'er said lightly.

Nalan Xian smiled angryly, for her eloquence, "That means you want to help them. Since that's the case, why don't you help them get the punishment."

Fu'er's lips moved, and she didn't understand that Nalan Xianqian wanted to deliberately mess with her and shot her first bird.

But she is not easy to mess with. "I am a low-in-law and it's okay to be punished to save everyone from stumbling. But the future prince or young lady cannot suffer this. Please think twice about the prince's son's son."

Nalan Xian widened her eyes in disbelief, and her eyes couldn't help but put on her flat belly. After a few glances, she raised her eyes and looked coldly, "Are you threatening me just now?"

Fu'er knelt down and kowtowed, "I don't dare, I am just thinking about the Empress."

Seeing her like that, Nalan Xianqian's heart, who had only wanted to teach her a little lesson, changed instantly and waved, "As a lowly slave, you dare to talk back. You are so ruthless. The prince is willing to spoil you. I can't spoil you. Here you are! Thirty-years-old!"

Fu'er was caught in an instant, and the wooden board that was bigger than the palm and thicker than the arm was pressed onto her face. The scorching pain spread rapidly on her face. Fu'er struggled, but was kicked in the back of the waist by a slave who was afraid of evil. She felt dizzy. When she reacted, her face was swollen like a pig's head, her whole face was covered with blood, and her mouth was covered with blood. A shrill sounded in this clean garden. However, everyone did not dare to stand up and speak when facing this domineering scene.

Nalan Xian lowered her eyes and attracted another servant. Just now Fu'er said that her servant's expression was surprised when she was pregnant, which means that no one knew about this. Moreover, Zi Ling didn't seem to pay much attention to Fu'er's attitude in recent days... She thought about it.

"Fu'er is guilty of the superiors, and he is not arrogant and has a great sin. Come on, and he cut off her meridians and sent them to the kiln!"

The slaves were in an uproar. If the meridians were broken, wouldn’t they become disabled? They would also be ruined... and there was a child in her belly...

Nalan Xian glared sharply, "Why, are you all deaf?"

The slaves trembled, but they went up and dragged Fu'er, who was still dizzy...

She smiled sarcastically, "Whoever will gossip about the job in the future will be hard to protect you today."

The slaves secretly whispered, not doing their jobs... Sneak, the main thing is not to say bad things about you... But they dare not refute openly, and can only reply "yes".

After saying that, Nalan Xian seemed to have thought of something, curled her lips and smiled innocently, but it made the servants in the entire garden shudder.

"Fu'er is not pregnant at all. I'm a slave who deceives his superiors and hides him. This matter has just passed. I don't want to hear any topics about Fu'er, especially... in front of the prince, do you understand?"

"Slaves obey the order." A neat voice rang one by one.

Nalan Xian smiled with satisfaction, then left with charming charm, and then dealt with another rival in love. How could he be unhappy?

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When Yi Xiaorou woke up, the sky was bright, but there was no familiar warmth around her anymore. She was slightly surprised... Nalan Mufeng, where did she go?

Wait... why did she pay attention to him?

But... it seems that a long time has passed, and he doesn't like to be by his side the most...

After sitting for a while, she still got up.

She was not uncomfortable with Nalan Mufeng's absence, but he was injured because of himself... If he was bullied by some little demon and monster, he would lose the face of the Demon Lord... This is her responsibility.

She comforted herself in her heart, and then she touched her like a blind man walking along a strange route.

Bai Lang is not stupid either. He should know Nalan Mufeng's identity and dare not offend him. Therefore, this luxurious place that seems to be a prison is actually just a mansion close to the prison. It is more appropriate to say that it is a mansion, but the facilities inside are not inferior to the mansion on earth. She winds through several small roads and sees a vast green sea.

It was September, and the hottest season passed. The light rain covered with the sky brought a coolness to the earth. It was the coolness of autumn, mixed with breeze and drizzle.

The crisp green space, the dark brown stone walls, the white shadows and red silk in the distance intertwined, and from a distance it looked like a beautiful scene like a painting.
Chapter completed!