Chapter 434

"Three keys must be combined to enter the White Horse Temple. One is at the king's place, one is at the prime minister's house, and the other is here?" song Ningyu approached Princess Zhan with a slightly chilly look, and her eyes were slightly cool.

"Empress, your tea." the eunuch hurried in from the outside, blocking song Ningyu's footsteps approaching Princess Zhan, lowering his head and being gentle. Song Ningyu took the flower, opened the lid and smelled it, flashing a cold murderous spirit.

"I'll give you the delicious tea." put it back on the plate. Song Ningyu turned and went out. She added something to the tea. Seeing that song Ningyu was going to leave, Princess Zhan felt a little flustered. She hurriedly followed her two steps forward and whispered, "I'm too careful, but the war family has only one pulse now. I have to be careful."

Song Ningyu stopped at the door and looked up to meet the people entering from the gate of zhance palace. Twelve palace ladies on both sides took lanterns to shine a bright light on the courtyard of zhanci palace. Ouyang fire was wearing purple and gold dragon robes, which dazzled people under the light. His eyebrows and eyes were hot and his smile was like a sun God walking at night!

There was a purple and gold cloak on his hand. Several people in the Zhan imperial concubine palace knelt down one after another. Ouyang Huo's eyes fell on song Ningyu. He stepped forward and put the cloak on her, tied the belt for her, took her hand, frowned slightly and said, "Why are your hands so cold? The autumn night is cold, and you don't wear more."

Song Ningyu glanced at the concubine Zhan, who was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes flashed slightly, quietly took back her cold hand and said, "Why are you here?" isn't this man in the imperial study? Once you get busy, it seems that you never divide day and night. Now it seems that it's already Yin hour. It's dawn at the third quarter of Mao hour, and the moonlight shifts. It's getting late. How can you be free here?

"It's cold and frosty in autumn. Naturally, I came to pick up concubine AI back to the palace. Concubine AI, please." Ouyang's fire Yu Guang swept the concubine Zhan kneeling in the living room. Her fierce eyes were like a knife. They swept from concubine Zhan without a trace of emotion, but they were more frightening than the cold snake.

Song Ningyu turned back and smiled coldly at Princess Zhan: "I lost my way when I came out to visit the palace. Thank Princess Zhan for taking me in today. He must thank the Japanese palace and leave."

"Do you want to see the empress tomorrow?" Ouyang Huo wanted to warm song Ning's cold hands, but found that his hands were actually very cold, and finally withdrew his action.

Princess Zhan knelt in the living room, looked at the two people walking side by side and smiled slowly.

If that person has you in his heart, no matter what kind of identity and status he is, he will still be willing to do things that are inferior to his identity but make people feel warm for you.

"Amin, do you think she will be moved?" any perceptual woman will be moved by the tenderness of emperor Hongmeng. Who doesn't want to be spoiled by this one? An emperor is willing to warm his hands for a woman, and is willing to run to find her in the middle of the night just to give her a cloak. If this is not love, what else can be interpreted by love?

"Such a thing is not allowed to happen. Don't forget the eastern palace and the Western Palace." the eastern palace is headed by the Empress Dowager and the Western Palace is headed by the imperial concubine of Ziwei palace. The imperial concubine Zhan has always been warm, neither competing for favor nor high-profile. She is tolerant to the imperial concubine everywhere and scrupulously abides by the virtue of a virtuous imperial concubine.

"I felt very strange when she talked with the Empress Dowager alone in the glazed palace. If she was a person who didn't know medicine, would the Empress Dowager die in her hands that day? She can't afford such a crime." who else would do that except the imperial concubine who planned to be the queen?

If things were really done that day, song Ningyu's days in Hongmeng would be over. Murdering his elders is a great crime for Hongmeng, especially for the royal family with unusual blood lineage.

"So, in order to turn this thing upside down, we can make a long plan." the eunuch's tall body blocked the light of the imperial concubine Zhan. The warm and cold eyes were suffused with soft light. He glanced at the little palace maid eavesdropping in the corner. The eunuch Amin's voice was deliberately louder.

"Madam, if the one in Ziwei palace knows that the key to open the warehouse is in your hand, I don't know what expression it should be."

Princess Zhan lowered her eyes and sighed slightly: "in order to protect her position, I have already given the key to the Empress Dowager. Now I only wish to spend my life quietly in the palace."

Her words with song Ningyu haven't finished yet. It's a chaotic night tonight. Even the little maids who hide in the corner and eavesdrop are in the clouds. However, they only understand a word. The key was originally owned by the princess Zhan, and later sold to the Empress Dowager to protect her position.

Pretending to be complacent, he slipped back to Ziwei palace.

At this time, the imperial concubine in the Ziwei palace was very upset. Everything in the main hall fell intact. She sat on the imperial concubine's couch and gasped. The head palace maid on the side advised her: "madam, please calm down. The king didn't come to see you. You're busy. You know, the first World War on the north coast is very busy. You haven't even returned to the glass bedroom several times."

"Since I'm busy, why doesn't he see me when I go to see the king in the palace? Does he doubt that the child is not his? Doesn't he want to recognize my child? What should I do?" he grabbed the hand of the head aunt beside him as if he were holding a life-saving straw.

It was only after she had drunk the king that she would have something later, but now she can't say anything clearly!

"How could it be? When the king woke up, he didn't scold the empress."

"But he has ignored me recently. What should I do? What should I do? You think of a way for me..." the imperial concubine's black hair is in the light and inky color, and her pale face is pale due to pregnancy. Under the strong contrast between black and white, it makes people feel a trace of heartache.

"Don't think too much, madam. The green bamboo of zhance palace is coming. Does your madam want to see you?" she took the brocade cotton cloak handed over by the palace maid and put it on for the imperial concubine. Looking at the pale face, she couldn't stop the pain hanging on her face.

"See! I want to see, Princess Zhan, that bitch, vomit..." bent over and vomited again, stroking her stomach and lips, but evoking a rare tenderness. This is her child. Even if she and the king's child die, she must leave this child. The little child must be very like the king.

"The maidservant Cuizhu has seen the empress of the imperial concubine." Cuizhu knelt in front of the imperial concubine's bed with a lovely appearance. Her eyebrows were vaguely shining with joy, like a child waiting for praise.

"Just say what you hear. If you say it well, the empress will reward you." the head aunt next to the imperial concubine waved to her. The empress was vomiting badly with a child. How can she be so blind!