Bu Chang was in Wucheng Mansion, so he took it seriously and hurriedly said: "If this is the case, I can also be filial, and I would like to thank the Empress Dowager for your kindness." Then he held hands with the eldest brother again and asked him with a smile.
, "Brother, let's go."
In the Zhongcui Palace, the emperor came quietly. Grandma Wang was hiding in the house to be lazy because Bu was often out. She didn't catch up with him for a while, so she hid even more and did not dare to come out. When she heard Manager Li asked coldly: "Here
Why can't I see anyone to support me?" He was trembling with fear.
The emperor went straight to Lan Qi's bedroom. At that time, she was laying out paper to write. She thought that even if the emperor came, he would not be here at this moment, but she didn't expect that the emperor left the court so early and went straight here as soon as he entered the harem.
Xuan Ye's hand was cold when he touched her when he came in. He glared angrily and didn't say anything. When he came in and saw paper on the table, he asked Lan Qi to write. She was nervous and couldn't hold the pen because her hands were cold. She had been practicing on weekdays.
The excellent Chinese characters were written crookedly. Xuan Ye grabbed her hand and was about to hit her. Seeing the grievance in her eyes and pursed lips, he asked: "Why are you pretending to be sick to hide from me? Have you learned to be hypocritical?"
Lan Qi felt extremely wronged, and she couldn't bear it when she heard this sentence. She had never been pretentious in front of Xuan Ye. Tears burst out of her eyes, which made the emperor regret it and coaxed him: "Now I can't even speak to you? You?"
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Seeing this, General Manager Li stepped back with a sigh of relief. When he saw Huanchun, Yukui, and Xiangyue standing outside, he dusted off his fly whisk and asked: "Where is the nanny in the palace? She just arrived, why don't you see me in the palace?"
Is anyone else coming to pick you up?"
Huan Chun whispered: "Don't ask, our master doesn't care, he just wants peace."
Manager Li sneered: "It's one thing if the master doesn't care about it. The rules in the palace don't make mistakes. If a slave forgets his duty, something will happen sooner or later. I will keep an account of what happened today."
Aunt Wang faintly heard this sentence in the dark, and she was so frightened that she almost died. She held her heart in her hand and said to herself: "I can't stay in Zhongcui Palace any longer."
In Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager heard that the emperor had left the court and went straight to Zhongcui Palace. She was surprised and couldn't help but smile bitterly at Sumala: "This is the first time that he didn't come here first, and I don't know how it got spread.
You said last night that he was not confused, is there anyone more confused than him?"
Naturally, Hui Gui and Bu Changzai couldn't hear these words. After the Empress Dowager and her eldest brother had finished playing and sent the children back to their elder brother's house, they should go back separately, but they heard that the emperor was still waiting for him at Zhongcui Palace.
The meal made the cloth often unable to move forward or retreat.
Hui Guiren had no choice but to invite her to go back and sit with him again. It was not until the afternoon that he found out that the emperor had returned to Qianqing Palace. Bu Changzai thanked Hui Guiren for taking care of him and he could finally go back. As soon as he left, the maid next to Hui Guiren
Then he laughed and said, "Fortunately, Bu Chang is here. If he were an Angui man, he would have gone back to disrupt the situation, even if he was rejected by the emperor."
Mr. Huigui said nothing, picked up the bellyband he had sewn for his eldest brother and continued working, quietly thinking about what Aunt Sumala said today.
In this palace, the emperor's favor is not something you can ask for, but your own son can still ask for it, but this status has to be surpassed by Zhao Fei. I don't know how long it takes for a son to be raised under his knees, and one day he will be surpassed.
Her own people are going to leave. No matter what she does, she must hold on and guard her son. Only then will her life have a future.
He bit the embroidery thread with his teeth, and a sharp look flashed in Hui Guiren's eyes. The deep love for protecting the calf can also make a gentle and gentle person brave. He put down his handbags and called the maid, and ordered: "Send a gift from Mingzhu Mansion the day before yesterday.
Where are the donkey-hide gelatin and candied dates that I came from? I rewrapped them in red paper. I have to go to Zhongcui Palace."