"If we had waited for someone else to have some more, or if sister, you had tried that aromatherapy product earlier, wouldn't this problem have gone away?
Do you think my words make sense?"
He was talking nonsense, but Yanqiu's face still looked serious.
The concubines on the side did not want to offend the compassion of the third lady.
And I didn’t want to offend Zijin, who was favored by the emperor.
They all catered to and criticized this "hour".
Zi Jin felt funny in his heart:
No wonder the harem has always been a place of right and wrong.
A position of power is so tempting,
How can it not cause people to fight over it and fight over it?
With status, black can become white, and white can become black.
But it's just a matter of words.
Seeing that everyone was catering to her, Yanqiu held Zijin and Lianxin's hands with a smile and said with a smile:
"No matter what, we are all the same holy women today,
No matter who is lucky enough to receive the favor of the Holy One,
Everyone should have sympathy for sisters and live in harmony.
Sister, don’t you think so?”
Lianxin stared at Zijin, who was always smiling, with a livid face.
Just as he was about to speak, Zijin held Lianxin's hand, but suddenly he tightened it.
The sharp nails dug deeply into Lian Xin's palm.
Lian screamed in distress,
I tried hard to pull my hand back,
But Zijin held Lian Xin's hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
But when Lianxin used enough strength to pull back her hand,
Zijin suddenly let go of his hand, Ling Xin didn't even notice.
He staggered a few steps and fell backward.
Everyone was caught off guard and could only watch helplessly as Lianxin fell to her feet.
Seeing this, all the concubines hurriedly ran to help him.
But Zijin ran ahead of everyone.
"Ah, sister, why are you so careless? Sister, help you up!" She said and stretched out her hand to express sympathy.
As soon as Zijin's hand touched Lianxin's, Lianxin had already forcefully waved Zijin's hand away...
－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－Fifth update (updated: September 4, 2011 12:19:52)