Even at this time, Wu Jianmo regrets a little.
She said it would not work. Sister-in-law was very upset. She must ask for the Queen's grace on the first day of January.
This is not a piece of iron plate. It's too painful to kick.
Wu Jianmo can't sing at all. He can't come up or down when standing on the stage. The whole person is in a rigid state and embarrassed.
Fortunately, at this moment, there was a general message that the lady Ying arrived.
Everyone's eyes are on the door. If there is no good reason, it will be regarded as disrespect to the queen.
The face of empress Zhao was really ugly for a moment.
As if coated with ice dregs, the line of sight fell on a beautiful shadow curling up from the door.
This beauty is only twenty-eight years old. Her little face is like an egg that has just peeled its shell. Her white face is full of powder. Her eyes are soft like water. She seems to be able to capture the soul of a man at one glance.
No wonder your majesty runs to Yingluo square every day these days.
When Princess Zheng saw this girl, she even clenched her silver teeth. She wished she could swallow her.
It's this bitch. Bai Tiandi pretends to be dizzy by the road. He meets the king and gets on the Dragon bed step by step!
"I'd like to say hello to the queen and all of you." The little girl timidly uttered a little thin and weak voice, so as not to be frightened.
"You really have a lot to do with you, eh, young lady Ying. It's such a big show to pay a new year's Eve to the queen at this point."
The queen of Zhao, with a calm face, stared at Yinggui coldly.
The three words and two words of Princess Zheng naturally can't arouse her anger. Princess Zheng's head can't wait for her to dispose of the little lady. Why should she fulfill her wish?
Yinggui is not a person who depends on his pet to be charming. Seeing this, he kneels down and kowtows to the king of Zhao. This is not panic. He says, "I left the door early in the morning, and I also want to pay a new year to the Queen's wife. The time can't be different."
Imperial concubine Zheng can't see the delicate, weak and whispering appearance of Lady Ying most. After hearing the words, she gave her a white eye around her back, and the corner of her mouth was raised.
"How can I meet you halfway..." Her voice was receded, and she glanced unnaturally at Princess Zheng.
As soon as concubine Zheng saw her manner, she was very angry. "You don't want to say that you are late because of my concubine's mistake."
"I dare not." With a timid and coquettish voice, the noble Ying man hung his head in a free manner and stopped talking.
After the king of Zhao, she was very bored, but she still asked, "what's the matter, but it doesn't matter if you say it."
"The queen knows. When I was halfway this morning, I met the mistress of Princess 15, crying and begging for help from the doctor in the Royal Hospital. " Lady Ying sighed and said, "I look at the mistress holding the princess. It's really pathetic. Then she ordered Cuiqiao, the maid of the palace, to take my famous post and go to the royal doctor's room and invite the royal doctor on duty to come. I'm sorry for the delay. Please forgive me. "
On one side, Cheng Fei couldn't help but wheezing. "It's really the fault of the imperial concubine. Let's see what we've done to the noble Ying. "