Disgraced Consort

Xuan Yuan's eyebrows gradually spread, and his thin lips raised an arc, saying:

"I will not forget Ye'er. If Ye Er really said those words to you last night, you can just keep in mind."

"Concubine will not forget. Concubine—" She walked to Xuanyuanyu, covered her dragon robe with her hand, but saw the shocking gauze wrapped behind her.

"It's just a skin trauma. No problem."

"It's okay. The emperor must have rushed back last night, hurt." Her voice was soft, and the aromas lingering under her sleeves became stronger.

Xuanyuan smelt these fragrances clearly, he only smiled faintly, got up slightly, said:

"I feel a little dizzy."

"Is it, the emperor? That concubine will help you go to the warm pavilion at the back and take a rest, okay?"

"Alright." He was supported by Xi Linshu and went to the Nuan Pavilion behind the palace.

The so-called Nuan Pavilion was just a couch hanging behind a veil. Xi Linshu lifted Xuanyuan to the couch, but he seemed to be lethargic.

The brow is slightly curled, and a soft call:

"Emperor, emperor—"

Xuan Yuanyu didn't have the slightest voice, she no longer called him, glanced at the closed door of the temple, gently pulled, her jacket skirt slowly withered to the ground.

Xuanyuanyu, you can't blame me.

It's you, the first to be affectionate.

If it were not for you, would I have today?

So, no wonder I am.

She uttered this sentence silently in her heart and stretched her hand towards Xuanyuan ...

After Zhang Zhong asked his pulse, Xi Yan fell asleep again at dinner.

"Ma'am, it's time to apply, but will you have a meal?" Mo Ju looked at her and woke softly.

"Aunt Ju, have you been guarding this palace?"

Xi Yan saw that she was not waiting outside the hall, but bowed to her couch, a little embarrassed.

She clearly remembered that she did n’t have to wait before going to bed.

I glanced at the sleeping phase, but fortunately, since she was pregnant, she was bulky, and her sleeping phase would not be too special after all.

"The words back to the mother-in-law are that the queen mother told the slave-maid to take care of the mother-in-law. The slave-maid naturally dared not leave any pool and stayed in front of the mother-in-law's couch.

This duty really makes Xi Yan a little bit impatient.

She doesn't like to be watched and fall asleep.

not at all.

Of course, it seems that there is one exception.

When she thought about it, she asked a sentence and no longer avoided it:

"Is the emperor using it?"

"The emperor-he-" Mo Ju's words eased slightly, and he replied, "The emperor is still in the Imperial Academy and has not passed on meals."

"The emperor is still reviewing the discounts?"

Xi Yan's sentence was just a question of self. Has he really worked hard for the state affairs?

"Ma'am, the slave-servant will give you a meal first." Mo Ju avoided answering and continued to show.

"Aunt Ju, let's pass a warm chair for this palace first."

"Ma'am, what are you doing?"

"This palace wants to go to the imperial study, but the court is telling the palace to rest on the couch as much as possible, so pass on the warm car and send it to the palace."

"Ma'am, I'm afraid it's not good." Mo Ju's eyebrows were not uncurled, but he bowed the hand in front of the skirt, but he twisted his shirt.

"No problem, the emperor's dinner will be passed on to the palace."

"However, the emperor's criticism is the most disturbing."

"Don't disturb others, you can't forget to eat."

There was displeasure in Xi Yan's voice, and now, Xuan Yuanyu still has injuries on his body, doesn't he?

However, she knew that this injury would never be known to the palace.

"Nuo." Mo Ju answered and returned to the palace, but after a while, a warm sedan came.

The so-called warm car is to turn the shrine into a large and comfortable couch, and a carbon stove is placed next to the car, which is covered with a veil. .

Xi Yan was supported by Mo Ju and Li Qiu, got on the sedan chair, and was carried by four eunuchs to the Imperial Academy.

Because they are all in Tianzhao Palace, but after a while, they will arrive.

Grandpa Li has been staying outside the Imperial Study, seeing Yu Yan's warm couch from afar, and trotting in a hurry.

"Drunken Concubine Wanan."

"Grandpa Li came just right, and there was a public announcement from his father-in-law, and this palace begged the emperor to see him."

Xi Yan glanced at the Yu Study Room not far away. It seemed a little strange. For a time, he couldn't tell where this strange thing was.

"This-I'm afraid the emperor can't see the mother now."

"The emperor is reviewing the discount, right?"

"Return to the mother's words, the emperor is in the Imperial Study." In this sentence, Xiao Lizi answered very cleverly, anyway, just can't catch his stubble.

"Re-reading the discounts, you always have to eat. If you delay the dragon body, Grandpa Li, can you afford this sin?" simple.

"The minions can't afford it, but the emperor really can't see his mother now." Li Gonggong looked at the Yu Study behind him again.

"Who is in the imperial study?" Xi Yan asked what he felt keenly from his implied glance.

"Returning to my mother's words, Shumei hasn't entered the study from time to time, and she's still inside now."

Not yet? It has been an hour since then.

If it's a matter of concern, or something else, it should have come out long ago.

She glanced back at the study, only to realize that the strange thing she felt was that there was no palm lamp in Wuyaya's Yushu University.

Clear heart.

Why don't you hold the lantern when you approve it?

unless--

She couldn't stop thinking about it, but she couldn't stop thinking of returning to the palace immediately.

Recalling the afternoon, why did she do any complaints?

For her, he even boiled back to the impulse.

She should no longer be content.

Even if the Queen Mother asked her to take care of his dragon body more, would n’t it be good for the dragon body if he kept holding on like this?

She gathered her heart and smiled:

"That palace was not a coincidence. There was a father-in-law who waited for the emperor to upload it and offered this meal to the emperor."

It's said like this, but under my heart, it's really uncomfortable.

It turned out that it was really more difficult to be pretended to be virtuous than to be wise.

Do n’t look at the study, so that it wo n’t be any more uncomfortable.

She is Nalan Xiyan, so she doesn't want to be a deep palace complaint.

That's not her, is it?

"That's right, don't say that this palace has been here." Fu Ding-mao said this, she commanded, "Since the emperor is worried about the state, this palace should not be disturbed and return to the palace."

"Niangniang." Li Qiu said softly beside the couch.

"It's too cold outside, it's still warm in the temple, go back."

She turned her face completely, and her face was low, and she put it in the silver mink's fur, and no one could see her expression.

Because, even if she feels comfortable in her heart, she can't be calm.

After seeing the scene in front of her and saying these words, she calmed down again, unless, she was still the inaccessible evening face!

She knew that there was something clear, and from the moment she germinated in her heart, she could not return to the pedantic beauty.

Although pedantic, it is the best protection for oneself.

Of course, this layer of protection, blocked together, is the splendor brought by the buds.

Without raising her face, she knew that the night sky tonight should be dark, and there would be no splendor of glittering stars.

Because, without him beside her.

Everything seems to be overshadowed.

Once upon a time, he just became, giving her a splendid source.

She didn't want to go back to Chenghuan Hall again, but if she went back to the side hall now, wouldn't she let him know that she had been out of the hall?

She didn't want him to know.

Cheng Huan Dian, the name of this hall is really good.

As soon as he lay down on the couch of Chenghuan Hall, Mo Ju led a group of people to offer exquisite dinner.

She moved the chopsticks and didn't find it difficult to swallow. Instead, she used it quickly and eagerly. There was a void in her heart. It seemed that she would fill it with these meals and she would not be empty again.

"Sister, slow down." Liqiu not only said on one side.

"Yeah." Xi Yan yelled, chopsticks went out again, and arbitrarily picked up the braised elbow before swallowing into the throat, inexplicably, causing a nausea.

Li Qiu was so anxious that he moved the spit of the blue flower porcelain to Xi Yan's body. Only for this spit, Xi Yan spit out all the things he used at night.

"Nie Niang doesn't like to use it, why do you have to force yourself?" Li Qiu patted Xi Yan's back while saying.

"It's just sadness, why don't you call it unpleasant?" Xi Yan took Sipa's lips and reused her mouthwash. She felt her whole heart, and seemed to be empty with this spit.

"If you do this, if you let the emperor know, it will be reluctant."

"Don't tell the emperor, did you hear that? Don't even worry about the emperor with these little things!" Xi Yan put the cup of water in the tray held by the court lady, and said in a straight way, "I have all withdrawn, this palace thinks Rest. "

"Niangniang, you just vomited all the things you just used. Let the slaves prepare some more for you?"

"No need. This palace is suddenly not hungry." Xi Yan said this tiredly, waved her hand, and leaned back on the couch.

Aside, Mo Ju put on a damp cotton towel, and Xi Yan covered her face with this square towel. I do n’t know if the towel was wet, or maybe her face suddenly felt wet, just called her Just hold it like this, and don't want to withdraw his hand anymore.

"Ma'am, have you finished?" Mo Ju looked at her for a long time and couldn't help it.

Xi Yan did not speak, but still buried her face in this square towel.

The warmth at the beginning of the towel has long since dissipated, except for some cold moistness.

Wanton her already cold face.

How can she speak, if she speaks, she is afraid, the voice will reveal her emotions.

She can't divulge.

Calmly calm, this is a must.

Inside the hall, suddenly very quiet.

It seems that there is no even a little voice.

Mo Ju and Li Qiu seem to be really discerning, this is very good.

Don't bother to hide in front of the palace.

She gradually loosened her strength to cover her face. She held it for a long time. In this cold and wet room, she was having trouble breathing.

However, as a little air entered her nose, she suddenly felt like the towel was being pulled open by someone.

She dragged on intently, but it was too late.

The strength of the pull was too great, and the speed of the pull made her unprepared.

The cotton towel left her face, her face, wet and slippery, and even the green silk that fell on the forehead was stained with a little wetness, and stuck to her cheek, making her face look embarrassed. Extremely.

This embarrassment fell into a pair of dark and dark eyes. These eyes did not have the softness of looking at her in the past, but only contained the spirit of ice that she could understand.

This layer of ice quickly froze the wetness on her face, making her subconsciously avoid the back of the couch.

This avoidance only let the masters of those black eyes lie to them.

Every time, this is the case, she avoided it, he would not tolerate ...

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