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Chapter 532 Zhou Zhaorong

"The Empress Dowager Filial Piety should be the duty of the empresses in the harem! Besides, the Empress Dowager Filial Piety and Empress Filial Piety are not in conflict with the Empress Dowager Filial Piety." Cui Yunxi retorted.

"Zhou Zhaorong, what you said is suspected of being provoked!" Xianfei said with narrowed her eyes.

"I don't mean this. I suddenly remembered that the palace was stewed with soup for the emperor, so I have to go back and take a look." Zhou Zhaorong immediately stood up, looked at the fairy concubine Defei, and helped him.

The palace maid's hand came out of the pavilion.

Before she could walk a few steps away, Concubine De couldn't help but say, "Little slutty fox, is this showing off her favor in front of us!"

Cui Yunxi was too lazy to listen to these palace concubines' words of being sour and jealous, so she said: "Empress Xian Concubine, Empress De Concubine, I will take the lead."

After saying that, Cui Yunxi retreated.

In the room, Zhou Zhaorong walked with the palace maid's hand while thinking about something, and there was no intention of rushing back to make soup.

"Empress, what's wrong with you? I've been dying lately, and I've been able to reduce the number of people!" The palace maid couldn't help but say.

"Don't talk nonsense! What else do I have? The emperor often comes here." Zhou Zhaorong rebuked.

"I am worried about the Empress!" the palace maid said quickly.

She has been with Zhou Zhaorong for two years and is also her confidant.

However, even so, Zhou Zhaorong still won’t tell her some things.

She was sighing indifferently when she saw a figure that was once very familiar towards her.

He is still so handsome and elegant, still so cold, arrogant and expensive!

When the palace maid saw Ning Siyu coming towards him, she quickly bent her knees and said, "I wish you a blessing to the Imperial King!"

Zhou Zhaorong was lost for a while, and then he also looked at Ning Si Yufu for a blessed body.

Ning Siyu looked at the woman in front of him and was stunned for a moment, but then he immediately came to his senses, just nodded at them, and continued to move forward.

Just as he passed by Zhou Zhaorong, a trace of souvenir flashed in her eyes.

"The King of Imperial!" She finally couldn't help but call out.

Ning Siyu thrust his back and stopped his steps stiffly.

"Zhou Zhaorong, what else is there?" He said with his back to her.

Zhou Zhaorong said to the palace maid: "Xiangyu, my handkerchief has fallen into the pavilion, you go and look for it."

The palace maid named Xiangyu looked at her in surprise, but then she understood, so she immediately turned around and left.

"Yuwang, don't you want to talk to Rong'er?" Zhou Zhaorong told Ning Si Yu.

The man in front of her once belonged to her completely.

We have done many things together, and they have done them all.

"Zhou Zhaorong, please respect yourself!" Ning Siyu said sarcastically, "If there is nothing else, this palace will leave."

"Yu Wang, Rong'er had no choice but to enter the palace. Can't you really forgive me?" Zhou Zhaorong said with a sad face, "Actually, Rong'er is thinking about His Highness every day."

Ning Siyu suddenly turned around and looked at the woman in front of him.

Once upon a time, he almost committed suicide for this woman.

He thought that even if everyone in the world could betray him, only Zhou Hairong would not betray him.

He had made her the most sincere promise, and she had promised him that he would always be with him.
Chapter completed!
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