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The sound of running water was refreshing, the sky was one color, and the rockery was dripping with water. Mrs. Su stood at the door of the hall, watching the rain fall with gentle eyes.

His eyes seemed a little more melancholy, "In the past, in Jiangnan, there was always drizzle. The girl would hold an oil-paper umbrella and walk quietly on the stone street."

"My queen is homesick," Ge Dai said softly.

Mrs. Su sighed softly, "You have never been to Jiangnan. It is a very elegant and gentle place."

She placed her fingers on the cuffs of her sleeves, as if recalling the memories of the past, and she was nostalgic for a moment.

Ge Dai stayed by her side quietly, supporting her gently, while Ge Qing looked on. He couldn't help but sigh, the empress is really a gentle woman, just like water.

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The wind blew up the fallen leaves, and then the rain knocked them to the ground. Fu Ronghua was wearing a sky-blue smoke skirt, sitting on the soft couch. In front of her, a painting of mist and rain was lifelike. There was tranquility between Fu Ronghua's brows, and she slowly lowered her head.

The brush in hand.

She looked at the scenery in the painting and said, "I haven't painted for a long time and I feel unfamiliar."

The ink painting had a light rhyme to it, and Ruixue couldn't help but smile, "Master's craftsmanship has not deteriorated."

Fu Ronghua rubbed his wrist lightly, "I don't know when this rain will stop."

She stood up, and Ruixue quickly supported her, "Master, be careful."

"Let the painting dry and put it away," Fu Ronghua said in a clear tone.

Laughter came from outside, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "What are Qingliu and the others doing?"

Ruixue helped her out and saw Qingliu and Qinghe collecting water. Rainwater fell from their white palms, making them laugh.

Just as Ruixue was about to speak, she was blocked by Fu Ronghua. She leaned slightly against the door, watching the scene with a smile and gentle eyes.

Ruixue stopped talking and watched this scene quietly with her.

It rained continuously tonight, and the night became a bit darker. Fu Ronghua turned over, as if he was in a nightmare, with a bit of sadness between his eyebrows, as if the rain had also tainted a bit of gloom.

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At this time, in the Kyoto Palace, the concubines in the harem also learned that Meng Fangfei was pregnant and had a miscarriage.

In the Qingxi Palace, Wang Shuqing smiled openly, "Meng Fangfei is useless, she can't even protect a child."

She leaned back on the chair and raised a rouge fingernail, "I really want to see Cui Xiu die, but it's a pity that she is not in the palace." She traced her eyebrows carefully.

Then he looked at the woman in the mirror and said, "Even if she is dressed up beautifully, Your Majesty can't see it." Her eyes were dark and cold.

Yuzhen brought the sweet soup and said, "Mother, please have a little."

Wang Shuqing took the soup and stirred it gently. Then with a stern look on her face, she smashed the soup bowl into pieces and said, "Damn it."

Yuzhen's eyes immediately filled with tears, "Mother."

Wang Shuqing looked crazy at this time and swept the things on the table to the ground. A crackling sound was heard, and Yuzhen's tears fell down.

She threw away the tray and hugged Wang Shuqing, "My dear, my dear, please don't do this."

Wang Shuqing grabbed her wrist and said, "Get out of here, get out of here!" When she went crazy, she was so strong that she threw Yuzhen out.

Yuzhen fell to the ground, tears falling down her cheeks. Seeing her madness, she hated the Queen Mother and Cui Xiu even more.

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In Qingluo Palace, Concubine Xian closed the account book slightly and said, "Wang Zhaoyi, please pay more attention. She is crazy sometimes and it is inevitable that she will hurt herself."

"Don't worry, Madam, all the servants are paying attention." Chaoxun said.
Chapter completed!