Even a slave dare to satirize her like this?
Ouyang Huajing turned pale and pointed to Ning Shun's nose: "you..."
Before she was really angry, Ning Shun retreated, far away from the land of right and wrong, leaving behind those vases falling, leaving a mess.
The wind in the harem changes so fast that in just one day, Ouyang Huajing, who once thought she would take the place of Zhao Wanxi, was banned.
Zhao Wanxi, who was in the prison, was released.
Grace, honor and disgrace are unpredictable, all in a flash!
When Zhao Wanxi wakes up, the bead curtain is graceful, and some clear sounds of wind chimes come into her ears. What she sees is the smoke like curtain, floating lightly, and some gorgeous facilities.
The familiar dress made Zhao Wanxi's brain crash for a moment.
This is not a cell.
Zhao Wanxi's eyes flow. Joan, who is not far away, soon notices her. She comes quickly and says in surprise, "lady, are you awake?"
She brought the medicine bowl in front of her, which was full of black soup. "It's just the right time for her to wake up. The taiyifu has fried the medicine soup."
Zhao Wanxi licked her dry lips, looked at the bowl of bitter medicine in front of her, and asked in a voice, "Joan, why is this palace here?"
"Naturally, the Emperor himself ordered you to come out."
Joan said with a smile. She took another spoonful of medicine, blew it gently, cooled it a little, and handed it to Zhao Wanxi: "the emperor said that the case of Princess Changluo still has many suspicious points, which need to be further investigated."
Joan said what she had been prepared for, and her whole face didn't change.
Zhao Wanxi hesitated to drink. The bitter feeling immediately filled the whole lip cavity.
The medicine tastes bitter and astringent. If you drink it like this, it will kill her.
Zhao Wanxi felt that drinking medicine was worse than being beaten.
"Let the palace do it by itself."
Zhao Wanxi snatches the medicine bowl from Joan's hand and drinks it. Instead of swallowing it, it's better to be miserable at this moment.
After drinking the medicine, Zhao Wanxi picked up the brocade handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips. Then she was relieved and asked, "has the emperor ever been to Qionghua palace?"
Joan went back with the bowl.
Smell speech, Mou bottom flash a wisp of different color, Qiong son softly reply: "return empress's words, the emperor has never come."
In fact, Leng junao has been here many times. Every time he comes to see if Zhao Wanxi wakes up, but it's no coincidence.
This is Leng junao's special order, not to let Joan reveal anything.
Zhao Wanxi's eyes flashed an imperceptible loss.
Joan seemed to be aware of something. She put the bowl and quickly came to comfort her: "don't be sad, madam. The emperor must still have you in his heart. This is not the reason why she let you out. The emperor ordered her not to step out of Changjing palace for three months."
Joan's words didn't make Zhao Wanxi very happy. She answered faintly, and the smile on her lips was really light, "right?"
This time Rao was Joan, and she felt something was wrong between them.
The empress doesn't care at all, but the emperor does.
But she could only stand aside in embarrassment. She couldn't get in touch with the things between them and didn't know what happened.
Not long after Zhao Wanxi woke up, Leng Yulin and Leng Zitong came.