Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

Today is the seventh day of the lunar month, and the prince issued an order to let her enter the palace to accompany Princess Huanyan on this day of the month.

She knew that accompanying Princess Huanyan was just a superficial reason. In fact, he asked her to come into the palace to see him.

At this moment, she was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and Liu Piaoer and others were busy dressing up for her, and she lowered her head and flipped through the books in her hand.

After returning to the prime minister's mansion for a few months, her body finally became a little rounder, not as thin as she was at the beginning.

Lu Rong looked at the ornaments that Su Yueming picked out, and couldn't help but frowned and said, "Miss 3, what a blessing it is to be summoned to the palace by the prince. The ladies and ladies in each room are jealous. But you,

I didn't mind at all, and I didn't even care about dressing up."

"Yes, if the eldest lady could come into the palace to see the prince, she would dress herself up like a magnificent peony. The third lady was wearing only a magnificent hairpin. Wouldn't it be too plain?" Bier looked at the prince.

The whole box of jewelry I rewarded last time was filled with some gorgeous and shining ornaments, but Miss San didn't like it.

Su Yueming raised her eyes lightly and said, "Wear so much, it's so troublesome."

Seeing her careless attitude, Liu Piaoer asked seriously, "Three Miss, the prince is about to choose a concubine, don't you want to take the opportunity to fly to the branch? After all, the future emperor is the best support, what else is

More secure than the mother of a country.”

The future emperor is the best support for this life?

If Liu Piao'er knew about her previous life, Su Yueming would have thought that she was mocking her and mocking her when she said this.

"I will never enter the palace in this life." Her voice was faint, but there was a sense of tenacity and determination in her voice.

Sitting in the soft sedan chair heading to the palace, Su Yueming remained silent. After entering the palace, she raised her slender jade hand as moist as a ball of fat, lifted up a corner of the sedan chair and looked out.

I saw that the peach blossoms were floating outside, and she encountered a peach blossom rain.

"Stop the sedan."

The sedan chair stopped, Su Yueming got out of the sedan chair, and pink petals rose and fell on her hair, earlobes, and crescent-colored mattress skirt.

Until now, she still clearly remembers the first time she saw the prince.

At that time, she had already married Xuanyuan Qiche and became the Sixth Princess, but at that time, Xuanyuan Qiche was the least valued by the emperor, the most embarrassing and the most unlucky time.

In order to maintain his cold-blooded nature, he had a hunting ground in a secret place in the suburbs. His guards captured all kinds of prey, leopards, elks, horses, etc. alive and kept them in the hunting ground. Whenever he was worried, he would go to the hunting ground.

Catch prey in it.

Let the blood of those prey dye his hands red, and let the whine of those prey fill his ears!

That day, he suddenly went crazy and rode his horse to the hunting ground. Su Yueming was worried, so he rode his horse and chased him out.

Xuanyuan Qiche ignored her and did not look back at her. She chased after her desperately, afraid that he would be in danger.

But along the way, there was a storm. Lightning shocked the white horse under her crotch. The beast suddenly went crazy and rushed around the road.

She had just learned how to ride a horse for a while, and her skills were not proficient enough, and she was not familiar with this white horse. She suddenly didn't know how to control it, and she was about to fall off the horse.

She bit her lip tightly and did not dare to scream. The white horse jumped hard, raised her front hooves high and screamed, and then roamed violently on the spot, trying to throw the stubborn woman on her back out.