Reborn and Queen

Xiao Sujin was wearing a bright yellow court wardrobe, and he rushed over immediately.

"Xi'er!"

Xiao Sujin was anxious and stood more than one meter away.

Ling Yuexi was lying in the ring chair, curled up like a injured kitten.

She was not pretending to be hypocritical, but she had just recovered from a serious illness and was still very weak.

"The Emperor is here!"

Raise your face from the blanket and smiles far-fetchedly.

"Xi'er!"

Xiao Sujin stepped forward a few steps, leaned over and held Ling Yuexi's face, and asked with distress: "Xi'er, what's wrong with you? I know I'm wrong and will never throw Xi'er away again!"

"Your Majesty, Xi'er just felt the cold wind and cold occasionally, and now, it's much better."

Ling Yuexi said tiredly.

Even his eyes are lazy.

"I stayed in Yuhua Palace, don't you ask why? Are you not angry?"

Xiao Sujin's voice suddenly became cold. He could not bear Ling Yuexi's indifference. He swallowed back what he wanted to explain.

"If the emperor doesn't say it, the reason for the free emperor. What if Xier is angry? If he gets angry, will the emperor leave Feng Yanran and will only be Xier in this life?"

"You know that if Feng Yanran is gone, it is even more cruel than killing her. Besides, Feng Zhuo is young and promising, and is a rare talent. You should know the pros and cons of it."

After hearing Ling Yuexi's retort, Xiao Sujin felt much better, but it was obvious that she still had her own heart.

Ling Yuexi smiled bitterly. She knew that she had been too much and wanted too much, but she couldn't help but be angry.

"Unless the emperor changes the rules of his ancestors, the harem will be one emperor and one queen from then on."

"Xi'er!"

Xiao Sujin's eyes were dim. He didn't understand what happened to Xi'er, who had always been sensible,? Why did it become unreasonable? How could the rules of our ancestors be changed by saying that they could be changed.

"Feng Yanran promised me that as long as there is a child, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, she can spend the time with her in the palace, and she will never be invited to favor. As for Mei Zhuang..." Xiao Sujin snorted and continued: "Let her go!

Continue to the 'saint' of the heavenly dynasty! Xi'er, the palace is a beauty that is difficult to conclude. My body and mind are only given to Xi'er!"

'Xi'er believes in your heart, and you are afraid that you will be involuntarily. The woman who entered the harem has a huge family behind her. How could she be so polite and cold for a lifetime?'

With her eyes flowing, Ling Yuexi smiled helplessly and did not express her worries. She was very surprised that she was worried that she was not that she would not be favored one day, but that she was afraid that those women would annoy her.

When Wu Qingyang and others were sent to the hall, Xiao Sujin hugged Ling Yuexi and leaned on the beauty couch, swept the people with an unhappy expression, and asked in a deep voice: "The Empress is sick, why no one informed me, but she actually connected to an imperial doctor.

Not even invited! What do I do to raise you people?"

Yu Dai had never seen the emperor be so angry. A Zhang Junrong was as bright as ice, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Ling Yuexi shook her head helplessly, pulled Xiao Sujin's cuff, and complained: "It's me that they would go to ask the imperial doctor, and it's me that they would not inform you." She sighed slightly.

"Xiao Sujin, you should know my pride. I don't want people to pretend to be pitiful and ask for the holy grace."

"Xi'er, you... really don't know what to say. No matter how arrogant you are, you shouldn't use your own body to treat it."

"In the emperor's heart, is Xi'er doing something?"

Ling Yuexi sat upright in surprise and stared at Xiao Sujin.

"Okay, okay, you all go down. If this happens again, don't blame me for not missing the old love!"

Wu Qingyang and the others immediately retreated.

"I'm hungry, so I'm going to pass on the meal together, okay?"

Ling Yuexi nodded and stopped looking at Xiao Sujin.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and the two of them didn't know what to say. For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Fortunately, An Pei bowed and asked about lunch, and then the palace maids went in and out to prepare lunch.

This time, the typhoid fever came quickly and went slowly. It took several days. Ling Yuexi was lazy and didn't want to leave the palace. Until this day, Yan'er accidentally talked about the Hanyue Palace, so she took a phoenix chariot to check it out.

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Her design drawings are simple and elegant, and the craftsmen made them even more meticulously. They unexpectedly completed the frame, leaving only the fine craftsmanship of carving and lacquering.

Ling Yuexi didn't expect to meet the person she didn't want to see again in Hanyue Palace - Saint Mei Zhuang.

She was still covered in blood-like red makeup, standing quietly not far away, staring at Hanyue Palace, with a serious face. When she heard the maid behind her shouting for a greeting, she slowly turned around, and her sweet smile slowly drifted away.

With a delicate face, looking at Ling Yuexi's gaze was unpredictable, neither humble nor arrogant, Yingying leaned over to greet her.

Her calm eyes were just as similar to Mei Zhuang in her memory, but... Ling Yuexi didn't want to believe that there was such a coincidence in this world? Or, or, it was the curse of the wronged soul?

Ling Yuexi's heart could not calm down for a long time, and raised her hands coldly on her face and said, "No gift!"

With the help of Xiao Dezi, slowly walked down the phoenix chariot, passed by plum blossoms, and walked in.

Mei Zhuang was still smiling like a flower, and her eyes fell on Su Qing behind Wu Qingyang.

Su Qing's face turned red and she quickly turned her face.

"Greetings to the Queen, thousands of years old!"

The craftsmen immediately stopped the work in their hands and knelt on the ground to give a big gift.

The Empress of Ruize of the Celestial Dynasty is already a legend of the Celestial Dynasty. If you can see the wind and face in this life, they are the favor of God, and this life is enough.

Ling Yuexi walked slowly, looking at the newly-developed pavilions and pavilions, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I wonder what instructions does the Empress have?"

A respectful voice sounded behind him, and Ling Yuexi stopped and said, "You are the Meng Wang clan, the Minister of Works?"

"It's the empress!"

Meng Wang clan was flattered by the Queen's life and bowed even lower.

Mei Zhuang, who was slowly following behind him, sneered when he saw this.

Ling Yuexi came to the water pavilion, opposite the shore was a white ocean, and Manzhushahua was blooming coldly, without a single green leaf.

"The flowers and leaves grow together, but I don't want to see each other for generations. If it is really God's punishment, wouldn't it be too cruel!"

Ling Yuexi was moved and murmured.

This enchanting flower reminded her of Feng Yilan and Xiao Mojue. The two people who could have loved each other were separated by yin and yang at this time.

"Saint please come back!"

Wu Qing shouted, and the spear blocked Mei Zhuang.

What should come will always come, Ling Yuexi was relieved.

"Let the saint come over to talk to me."

Mei Zhuang's eyes were as charming as silk, and suddenly she leaned over to Su Qing next to Wu Qingyang, and chuckled: "This guy is better at being kind! Hahaha..."

Su Qing's originally dark cheeks flushed. He took a step back, but his eyes couldn't help but look at his graceful back.

"I heard that the design drawings of the Hanyue Palace were written by the Empress?"

Mei Zhuang's every move was innate charm and charming, and even Ling Yuexi was stunning in an instant.

"Why do Empress look at Mei Zhuang like this? But who is the old friend of Empress?"

Mei Zhuang was clearly smiling, but her eyes were filled with ice.

Ling Yuexi was suddenly shocked, withdrew her gaze, glanced at the other side, and chuckled without saying a word.

Her heart actually trembled slightly.