Rebirth against the sky: the daughter of a black-bellied daughter

What Shangguan Hui was somewhat unexpected was that on the third day after she entered the palace, a eunuch came to announce the order to order her to meet the saint.

Feng Zheliang must have met her, which was something she had expected. However, the will of her to announce her meeting the saint was so fast, which was somewhat beyond her expectations.

According to the rules, the beautiful girl must not meet the emperor before the formal palace election. However, the rules are set by the ancestors. The ancestors are the emperor, and the emperor is the current saint. What else can the emperor of a country not do?

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Shangguan Hui followed the eunuch Rongbao to the study where Feng Zheliang usually stayed for most of the time. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not the emperor's bedroom. Otherwise, if this matter was spread, she wouldn't mind being dirty.

Innocence. But Xiao Yunxi and other concubines naturally became their common enemy. This may not be beneficial to her future plans.

At this time, Feng Zheliang was sitting upright behind the beautiful limu desk and reading a memorial. He was still wearing a mask, so it was probably difficult to reach the sky if he wanted to see his state of mind at this time.

Shangguan Hui stood quietly at the desk without saying a word.

I don’t know how long it took, but Feng Zheliang finally put down the memorial in his hand, raised his dark eyes, and looked at her.

"The injury is healed?"

Knowing that he was asking about the arrow wounds outside Foshan Temple a few months ago, Shangguan Hui nodded slightly, with a bright smile on her face as bright as the sun.

"Thank you for your care, the wound on my daughter's shoulder has healed."

Feng Zheliang leaned back lazily, looking at Shangguan Hui with a hint of searching, "I'm here today to ask why you, a woman, have the courage to rush to me with

The body blocked that arrow? Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Shangguan Hui smiled slightly on her face, and her expression suddenly became serious and serious.

"Who isn't afraid of death? Perhaps Your Majesty thought that the minister had only had a moment of impulse and courage at that time, but the minister wanted to attribute that moment of impulse to an instinct."

"instinct?"

"Yes, it's instinct!"

A trace of interest flashed through Feng Zheliang's eyes, and his eyes didn't feel a little warmer, "What is instinct? What kind of feelings do you want to die for me?"

"I don't know!" Shangguan Hui answered honestly.

"Oh? This is interesting!"

The eunuch outside came to report that it was King Ye who had come. Feng Zheliang, who wanted to chat with Shangguan Hui for a few more words, had no choice but to let her go first.

When Shangguan Hui walked out of Shangshu's study, she happened to pass by Feng Yebei.

She bowed with a blessed face and called out quietly, "Prince!"

Feng Yebei's eyes stopped on her for a moment, and soon the slightly gloomy gaze moved away again. As if he didn't recognize her, he strode past her.

She could smell it, and he still had a faint fragrance of plum blossoms on his body. But now, she is the palace girl waiting to be selected, and she is likely to become the emperor's woman soon. Maybe she and he can no longer sit in the cluster with each other.

In the shadows of plum blossoms, are you drinking and talking?

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Like other beautiful women, they were taken to Jiuhua Palace on this day. It was the residence of the emperor's favorite concubine Wu Hui. Wu Hui is the daughter of Xiaowen Hou, with a noble birth and long life.

As soon as he entered the palace, he was favored by the emperor. Especially now, he has a dragon heir in his belly, and his status is becoming more and more noble. The people in the palace even secretly speculated that if Wu Huifei could give birth to a dragon son, the emperor would treat her with the emperor.

If you love him, you might be named the crown prince. By then, the status of the Empress Xiao family would be in danger...

The girls entered the hall one after another and saluted Concubine Wu Hui in a regular manner.

"All up!"

It is as graceful as the yellow oriole's singing voice is indescribable.

Shangguan Hui raised her eyes and quickly glanced at the woman sitting upright above the hall. Seeing that she was dressed gorgeously, her body was not bloated because of pregnancy. The woman's skin was like a peeled egg, smooth and delicate.

The beautiful eyes are slightly bent, and with a smile, they are so gorgeous that they are truly unparalleled.