Liu Rushuang rolled happily on the roof: "let's go! Ha ha... "

After Han Moze went back, he ordered people to send Liu Rushuang to Luofeng palace, the Queen's bedroom.

Liu Rushuang is very happy and immediately takes qinger to live in Luofeng palace.

That tyrant is no longer pestering her, so happy.

Maybe she will be released in a few days!

(*^__ ^*(hee hee

The palace of huifei.

"What are you talking about? Did the emperor really send that bitch to Luofeng palace Huifei immediately sat up from her chair and asked a servant girl.

"Absolutely! Princess huifei, it seems that the emperor is tired of that slut. She should seize the opportunity to win the emperor's heart! " Hong Er smiles and winks at Princess Hui. She suggests to act quickly. If she doesn't act, the emperor will be taken away by other concubines.

"Ha ha Excellent! What a wonderful thing! As long as the emperor doesn't have deep love for that bitch in his heart, I still have a great chance to be loved. It's impossible that the queen will become mine Huifei touched her cheek with shame, imagining how bright the future would be.

"Mm-hmm, you're right. I'll help you keep an eye on the outside world and help your mother get what she wants as soon as possible." Red son immediately dogleg said, the expression should be more flattering and flattering.

Princess Hui glanced at hong'er, pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and put it in front of her body. She said coldly, "thank you. Remember to ask more about things for the palace. You can't fish for three days and dry the net for two days."

"Yes, yes, ma'am, the maid knows." The red son hastily answers a way, both hands tightly grasps the golden hairpin, pulls to own bosom.

Princess huifei is holding on to some extent. After all, she is the golden hairpin she likes very much.

Hong'er felt that huifei didn't want to let go, and immediately added some strength: "Niang, you can rest assured that the maid will do your duty well and do what you command, and dare not to neglect."

Huifei bit her teeth and loosened her hand: "you'd better do what you say, or you will be thrown into the pool to feed the fish."

Honger, holding the golden hairpin in her hands, trembled with fright. She immediately flattered and said with a smile, "Niang, you are so beautiful, you dance so well, you can play all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. The emperor will fall in love with you."

"Ha ha I love to hear that. I'm going to see the emperor and ask the kitchen to get a bowl of the most expensive porridge. " Huifei waved and ordered.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm going to tell you." Honger holds the hairpin and smiles and goes out to do business.

Huifei looks towards the direction of the Moon Palace, and her eyes are full of potential.

Liu Rushuang, that bitch, was finally left out by the emperor!

O(∩_ O ha ha ~

"I'd like to report to the emperor that the empress huifei would like to see you." Exclaimed Duke Chen outside the palace of the moon.

Han Moze was half drunk and thought about it and said, "let huifei come in."

(+ ﹏) ~ dizzy after drinking!

It's all from the demon queen!

"The emperor, my concubine has made a bowl of Abalone Porridge for you. I want you to make up for yourself." Huifei came in and made a courtesy, saying gently that she was very considerate of her wife.

Han Moze looks at huifei, and feels bitter in his heart.

Why do other women strive to please him, hoping to get his favor.

But that woman is not to her?

"Put it down," she said in a low voice

Princess Hui stepped forward and said with a soft smile, "I've made a new red feather dance. I want to ask the emperor to comment on it. Can the emperor agree?"

Han Mo Ze hooked the corner of his mouth: "at will."

He wants to forget that woman!

Huifei immediately smiles and calls for accompaniment. Then she waves her red dress in the Moon Palace and spins and jumps. Every posture is enchanting and beautiful.

Good looking!

But Han Moze looks at huifei's dancing posture, but thinks Liu Rushuang in his heart.

Thinking of thinking, the corners of the mouth hook smile.

But think of Liu Rushuang's aversion to himself, blue thin Lentinus edodes!

Eyes light steep fierce, cold way: "roll!"