Zi Yu pursed her lips and smiled, "I didn't say anything."

Fu Ronghua chuckled. She lowered her eyes and gently curled her fingers. Thinking of Li Xun's words, her eyes darkened a bit.

She raised her eyes and saw that the carriage window was not closed, and when the window curtain flew up, the figure riding a horse outside was revealed.

His handsome facial features were as cold and stern as ever, and his slender fingers held the reins with clear joints. Perhaps he noticed Fu Ronghua's gaze. Emperor Xuan Zhao looked back and raised a faint smile on his lips.

The window curtain fell, blocking all sight. Fu Ronghua slowly clenched his hands, and Zi Yu's voice sounded in his ears, "Master, you want some tea."

Fu Ronghua picked up the book on the side and said, "Okay."

Put the tea in the cup and cover up all the emotions in your eyes.

This return trip did not stop all the way. It took nearly a month. When he returned to the imperial city again, Fu Ronghua had already changed into autumn clothes.

She entered the palace from behind the palace gate without anyone noticing.

Ruixue looked at Fu Ronghua happily, "Master." She knelt on the ground, her tone choked with sobs.

Fu Ronghua bent down and helped the person up, "It's just a trip out, why are you crying?"

Ruixue shook her head, but laughed again. "It will be good if the master comes back."

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"Pah!" The porcelain shattered to the ground. Xie Zhao stood up suddenly, "You said that the saint from the Li clan has entered the capital."

Jade knelt on the ground, lowered her eyebrows and said cautiously, "Yes, the person who went this time is Commander Ye."

Xie Zhao moved her lips slightly. She still remembered how the saint ten years ago was so graceful and graceful. She was like a fairy in the moon, intoxicating people.

"Fu Ronghua has already made me feel grudged. Now that a saint from the Li Clan is here, the harem will be too peaceful." Her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, but she also knew that the saint from the Li Clan had entered the palace.

Palace will never change.

Finally she gritted her teeth and said, "Well, even if you enter the palace, it's just a decoration."

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Meng Fangfei took the warm tea and said, "Is Zhao's face repaired?"

Yanzhi lowered his head and said, "It's getting better. The imperial doctor said that he can now walk around."

Meng Fangfei sighed, "What a pity."

Yanzhi remembered his master's instructions and did not respond. He just changed the topic. "I heard that the saint from the Li clan came to Beijing today. Have you thought about how to deal with it?"

Meng Fangfei sneered, "I'm just here to be a vase, why do you care so much?"

She lowered the corner of her mouth and said, "The original one became more famous in the capital, but after entering the palace, he was sealed with a title and couldn't leave the house."

She flicked the handkerchief and said, "It's a pity that beauty is so miserable. I don't know if she can bear the loneliness in the palace."

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Not long after Xie Yu stayed, she went out. She wore a veil on her cheeks. Even so, her different clothes and slightly curly hair made her identity identifiable at a glance.

Because of this, no one would mess with her without opening their eyes. Xie Yu looked at the white jade suet bracelet in front of him and couldn't help but think that it would look great if worn on Fu Ronghua's wrist.

She stretched out her hand and picked up the bracelet, "This is the best here." Her voice was as light as the spring breeze.

The opening of her lips attracted Meng Fangyan who came in. She looked up and happened to see the emerald green color hidden in the woman's fallen sleeves.

She was stunned for a moment, then walked over, and before the boss could speak, she answered, "Suet-fat white jade is indeed the best." Her voice was as soft as the gurgling water.
Chapter completed!