After leaving Shuangxin Courtyard, Chongmen Yan'er did not speak all the way.
The maidservant Peony who followed her asked worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?"
” Chongmen Yan'er shook her head lightly and laughed self-deprecatingly: "What can I do?"
” "Even if something happens, what should I do?"
The tone became more and more bitter, and the peony couldn't help but feel sad.
For her own young lady said dissatisfiedly: "Madame actually wants to send the young lady to the palace, the slave maid always feels that she does not let the third lady go to such a good thing, but let the eldest lady go, I am afraid that there is something greasy here." ” The two of them happened to walk to a pavilion, and Chongmen Yan'er didn't want to go back to her yard, so she sat down in the pavilion.
Looking at the scene in the garden, she said slowly: "It's not in vain that you have followed me for so many years, there are some things that we all understand, so why bother to say it!"
” Peony saw Chongmen Yan'er's face full of sadness, and she was distressed.
"Why didn't the young lady tell the lady that you didn't want to?"
Listening to her words, Chongmen Yan'er couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm just a concubine under the fence, my mother died early, my father accepted the Nalan clan, she is my mother, she wants me to enter the palace, what can I do to resist?"
” She was born in a heavy family, so there is nothing she can do.
Peony was unwilling: "But, Miss already has a sweetheart!"
” "Shut up!"
When Chongmen Yan'er heard Peony say this, her face immediately turned cold.
Peony was so frightened that she didn't dare to continue.
"Don't mention this matter in the future, if other mothers and other well-intentioned people know, it will hurt me!"
How can she, a woman who has not been out of the cabinet, be involved with other men?
It's going to ruin her.
What's more, that person may not have affection for her.
Peony knew that she was speechless, and she didn't dare to disobey: "Yes, the slave knows." ” Chongmen Yan'er's face slowly eased, and her eyes were far away, looking at the flowers that were slowly opening in the garden, the spring breeze was expected to be steep and strong, but these flowers were blooming so well that they were not afraid of the cold and competing for beauty.
The woman's delicate red lips opened, and she murmured: "I don't know if this spring color has arrived in the cold palace?"
” full of sorrow.
Peony looked at her young lady and didn't speak.
The sorrow in her eyes, peony is naturally the clearest.
If you don't worry about one person, why worry about whether the cold palace has spring.
The Royal Palace, the Hall of Revival.
"Smack."
The emperor on the high seat struck the seat dragon head with a palm, and the golden eagle dragon head suddenly shattered into cracks, and received his angry palm, it seems that the life span is not long.
In the luxurious hall carved in marble, even in the daytime, it is difficult for much light to penetrate in.
It is groggy and dull, which makes this temple even more gloomy.
"He's really getting more and more presumptuous!"
Yan Jiuming was so angry that the green tendons on his neck protruded, he was rarely so angry.
To be able to be desperately destroyed like this by the heavy gate is also a great way for the heavy gate to have some cultivation.
Sitting in His Royal Highness, the elegant son in white clothes and snow has jade and black hair, his face is extremely delicate and beautiful, and his temperament is even more dusty, his fingers are on the strings, and he said slowly: "Why be so angry as expected!"
” Yan Jiuming's face softened a little, and his tone stabilized: "More than three years ago, when I was still a prince, I saw this kind of heavy door, at that time he was not so arrogant and no one in his eyes, he has never come back since he ascended the throne, and recently he has come back, and he seems to have changed his personality." ” In the past, although he had a king, he did not dare to be arrogant.
And now it is difficult to control.