Knowing that one dies, there is nothing to do.

Those who have gratitude repay gratitude, and those who have gratitude repay gratitude will be written off after today.

Every time she turned around, the torn silk gauze floated like a silk scarf. It was charming and I felt pity for her, just like a down-and-out aristocratic family. Even though she knew that she had come to an end, she still tried her best to maintain her noble dream.

The sunset is so beautiful.

At first, Feng Miaozhi was a little uneasy because she was very scared - after all, this was the emperor's reward. The queen was not qualified to deal with the emperor's reward. She hated Feng Miaolian even more in her heart - she did it on purpose, she knew she

It was intentional.

This damn vixen, it's time to pretend to be pitiful.

But when I saw the emperor's gaze in a blink of an eye, I felt at ease when I remembered the emperor's words last night. The emperor didn't care, and didn't even look at her. It didn't matter whether it was a scarf or a torn dress. I wasn't afraid that Feng Miaolian would come to this set of performance art.

Performance.

A woman who is out of favor is worse than a bullshit.

It was the emperor who spoke, and said lightly: "Feng Zhaoyi, why are you alone and ignoring etiquette? Where are your palace maids?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, all the palace maids in Zhaoyang Palace were punished for angering the queen. They were all recovering from their injuries and were unable to move. So the sinner Feng Miaolian came alone."

sinner?

Queen Feng smiled coldly.

Do you know you are a sinner?

But, do you want to get rid of the crime in this way?

It was very early.

However, when it comes to corporal punishment of all palace maids, Empress Feng did not want to take this bad reputation. She changed her mind and her voice was very calm: "I will sit down."

Give a seat??

Everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong.

Empress Feng just called for a fight and a kill yesterday, but was she given a seat today?

Even the old concubines had to admire them all: they had been fighting for the palace for a lifetime, but they were not as good as such a little kid. The fact is that Feng Zhaoyi's position was set up, noble and exquisite, and in line with her identity.

But Feng Zhaoyi didn't appreciate it. She still stood there, neither refusing nor agreeing, but just bowed slightly: "The sinner is waiting for His Majesty and the Queen to judge the crime."

The air is very cold.
Chapter completed!