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Chapter 148

Ning Guiyan’s face changed slightly, greeted everyone’s attention, and owed a debt. “My sister is afraid of forgetting. My sister entered the palace at the age of fifteen. Now that I have been in the past 20 years, my impression of my hometown has long been worse than before. It is."

The empress of Chen seems to smile and laugh, his eyes seem to be able to pierce the hearts of the people, and slowly condense a layer of frost, "Yes. The palace does not know, the sister's memory is so bad."

This is quite profound.

The other three people noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and consciously stood aside, watching Chen Huang and Ning Guizhen come to me. In the end, there was still a three-point rationality in the Queen of Chen. I did not reveal the true face of Ning Guifei here. I looked at Ning Guifei with a faint look: "The palace is gone, and several sisters are sitting down."

"Congratulations to Queen Empress."

Ninggui looked at the back of Chen’s queen. Although there was not much change in his face, his nails were deeply embedded in his palm and he clenched his teeth. Until the other person called her, she came back to the gods and barely raised a smile: "Oh, my body is not very comfortable, I am afraid I can't accompany a few sisters to enjoy the flowers. I will go back to rest, you will sit down again." ”

The three crickets only prayed a few times when she was stabbed by the Queen, and she was not very comfortable. If she had to go back, she would not be in the heart and politely sighed a few words. After all, the Queen Empress and Ning Gui are not in harmony, nor is it a rare thing.

After the Queen Huang and Wei Wei turned a half circle at the Taiji pool, they gradually began to wind up before returning to the Qing Palace. Although the weather has entered the spring, but the spring is chilly, it is not to be underestimated. Especially in the past few days of cold spring, if you don't pay attention, you will get cold.

Zhao Yuli is just like this. It may be that too many winds have been blown in the past few years, and then they are too tired. They are sick for seven or eight days and are bedridden. After Empress Chen, the doctor of the Tai Medical Department gave Zhao Zhaoli a look at it. They all said that the princess’s body was not a big problem. It is reasonable to say that it should be good, but the heart is stagnation and fainting. This is only now.

Chen Huang had no way to do so, so Wei Wei came over to solve her problem. I don’t know what it was, but it was difficult for her.

Wei Wei was ordered to come to the Chenhua Hall. He listened to the palace and said that the princess was in the warm room and went to the warm room. I saw Zhao Liuli lying on the beautiful couch next to the window, covered with purple gold blue bird blanket, half of the hair scattered on the shoulders, small face white, a look of languid. Ever since Zhao Liuli’s body has improved, he has not been sick for a long time, let alone revealing such a lonely expression, and it hurts people’s hearts for a while.

"Glass, what are you looking at?" Wei Wei sat on the side of the rosewood five open light embroidered pier.

Zhao Liuli was shocked by the sudden sound and hurriedly looked up. Her cheeks were much thinner, and the watery eyes were getting bigger and bigger. She met Wei Wei and breathed a sigh of relief: "Auntie, how are you?"

Wei Wei smiled, "Who else? Who is the Queen's mother worried about your body, let me come and see." Saying that the line of sight fell, falling on the rabbit wood carving in her hand, "Do you feel better? What is this, let me?"

Zhao Yuli did not let go, and the lips were curled up. "This is the wood carving that Yang Lan’s brother carved me."

Wei Wei retracted his hand. It is no wonder that Zhao Yuli was so fascinated that he was thinking about Yang Lan. This silly girl, if it is really a rib, I will decide who will never change. Wei Wei couldn't help but sigh. "I asked Zhao Wei to inquire about Yang Lan's news. Do you want to know?"

Zhao Liuli's eyes lit up and couldn't wait to nod.

Wei Weidao: "He has fought two foreign enemies with the army and made two merits. Now he has been promoted to a pilgrimage. He wants to return to Beijing soon." Then he took a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him. Zhao Liuli, said: "This is a letter written by Yang Lan. The outside things can't be sent to the palace. His courage is big, and even the brother of Jing Jing will help you."

Zhao Yuli took the letter and refused to respond to the ridicule in Wei Wei’s words. He opened it and read it again.

The letter is not long, only a few short sentences. Yang Lan knows a lot of words, all of which is taught by Zhao Liuli. When Zhao Xiaoli came back from the study, he called him into the house and secretly taught him to write. Now looking at the contents of the letter, Zhao Liuli blinked, and the teardrops fell one by one, and the letter paper was wetted in a while.

Wei Wei was taken aback. "What happened? What did the letter say?"

Zhao Yuli wiped his tears with his fingers and said with a sigh of relief: "Yang's brother is hurt."

Wei Wei asked: "Is it serious?"

Zhao Yuli shook his head. "He didn't say it." The letter was taken over by the letter. Yang Lan only said that the rebels had shot in the chest, but did not say how the injury was. However, Zhao Liuli knows that this person always likes to hide and squat, and does not tell her anything. This time, the injury is more serious. Otherwise, he will not say that if he can’t come back, let her marry another person. .

This time, the Empress Chen became more and more tight, and Zhao Lanli wanted to find an excuse to deny it, all of which were blocked by Chen Huang.

If Yang Lan really can't come back, what should she do?

*

This is the bed of Ninggui’s sleeping hall.

Ning Guiyu looked ugly on the rosewood rose chair and said nothing.

Yang Lan, who was waiting for her, saw it softly and comfortably: "What is the anger of the goddess? The Queen's maiden stabs you, because she can't get the favor of her majesty, but it doesn't matter how important you are in your eyes. In the view of the slaves, you, or you will get rid of the gas first. Doesn't you say that you will come here tonight? You should put these troubles aside and wait for the rest." "With the favor of your Majesty, what are you afraid of?"

Ninggui kneaded the handlebars, it was not so angry. It’s just that today’s Queen Chen suddenly mentioned the things of the year, which made her feel uncomfortable. She always felt that Chen Queen knew what.

She waved her hand: "But go, give me a cup of tea, I am a little thirsty."

Yang Lan nodded and stepped back.

After a short while, there was a footstep and a cup of tea was placed on the table of the Eight Immortals. Ning Guizhen thought that it was Yang Lan, and he didn't think much about it. He took a sip of the yellow-colored enamel stone stone teacup, and his face was dissatisfied: "How is it cool?"

A slightly old-fashioned slowly said: "The niece is angry, and the slaves go to the maiden to change a cup."

Ning Guizhen noticed that something was wrong, turned his head and looked behind him: "What happened to your voice? Listening is not the same as usual..."

If the words are not finished, they will stop.

In front of this, the woman with a deep eye pattern and a full-fledged Huafa, where is the Yang Lan who used to serve her?

Ning Guifei rounded his eyes and asked in amazement: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

When he finished speaking, he wanted to call people. The old woman slammed into her face faster and asked her face: "Is the girl lost? The slave is the young man who served you fifteen years ago."

Qinglan, Qinglan is the cockroach who used to accompany her into the palace... Ninggui stunned suddenly, his eyes could not be described with horror, and he held the armrest of the rose chair tightly and asked: "How come you are here? You are not Going out of the palace?"

When Qing Lan knew some truths, Ning Guizhen felt that it was a danger to leave her around, and she could not bear to kill her before she was released from the palace and married far away.

I did not expect her to come back!

Qing Yan lowered his head and said: "The maiden does not know. Although the slaves are not in the palace these years, they have never escaped the condemnation of conscience. There is no day for the empress and the Princess of Heaven."

Ning Guizhen stood up from the rose chair and stared at her: "What do you say these words? You said, who brought you into the palace?" She kept licking this point and thought about it. I think, Lenovo’s words for Queen Chen today, asked sharply: "Is the Queen bought you? Let you come and tell me this?"

Qinglan shook his head. "It has nothing to do with the Empress Dowager. It is a slave who wants to see the Niangniang... The slave has harmed the little princess. Now his grandson has suffered. It must be the fault of the slain slave. God wants to be a slave. The Buddha said a good word to him, saying that you are instructing the slaves, and the slaves are only acting on orders, asking the Buddha to spare the slaves.

Ning Guifei was mad and his mind was a little confused. "What are you talking about? Let me go out of the palace, or I will be blamed for my past feelings."

The young family’s life is in the hands of Zhao Wei. Even if she is dead, as long as the rest of the family is alive, she is not afraid of the threat of Ning Guifei. She also said: “The goddess is also a person who has children and should know how to be a mother. The difficulty, is it that for so many years, there is no point in your heart?"

Ning Guifei kicked her and said angrily: "Come, bring this crazy woman to me."

Qinglan died in the skirt of Ningguiyu, and burst into tears: "I beg the niece to help the slaves, and the slaves are really desperate. The slaves live in regret every day. Why did they harm the one-year-old princess? , Niangniang, are you not afraid of the punishment of the Buddha?"

There was no movement outside, and no one came up to take away the green. The whole palace was only Buddha and Ning.

It’s just that Ninggui’s anger is on the head. I didn’t pay attention to this abnormality. It was probably stimulated by the words of Qinglan. She pinched her chin and said, “Why should I be afraid? I tell you, I never believed in Buddha, and I was poisoned. It is her blessing that Zhao Lanli can live to this day. If the Buddha wants to punish me, he will have been punished for a long time. Why has it been dragged to the present?"

The green scorpion is half-squatting on the ground and no longer speaks.

There was no sound in the temple for a long time, and the needle could be heard. Ning Guizhen only noticed that something was wrong. If it was in peacetime, the palace would have such a big movement, and there would be a palace man and a guardian coming in to see it. Now that I have called several times, but there is no one, and Yang Lan said that it is going to pour tea. In order to fall for so long, I still don’t come back?

Ning Guizhen’s heart is “squeaky” and there is a bad foreboding.

"The Buddha can't punish you, how can you punish you?" A cold, angry voice rang outside the temple.

Ning Guifei turned his head and saw that the Emperor Chongzhen wore a dark green double-dragon beaded uniform and stood at the door, staring at himself in disappointment.