He went to the imperial study room and said he was serving Yuan Mu's pen and ink, but he couldn't say a few words, Yuan Mu began to touch him.

After entering the palace again, Song Zhao felt extremely disgusting when he had contact with Yuanmu.

She used the excuse to say that she was unwell. She retching twice before frowned and stroked her chest, looking like a weak willow.

Yuanmu had no choice but to give up and ordered someone to send her back to the palace.

When I passed by the Imperial Garden along the way, I saw flowers blooming. Song Zhao sent the palace servants to take a walk by himself.

At the corner of Yu Yu Garden, she met Wangshu, who was about to return to Nanxun Palace.

Wangshu was stopped by two concubines. One was his constant presence, and the other was Cen agreed.

The two of them had almost zero presence in the harem. They were welcomed to their daily lives and had no place to sit, so they could only stand outside Fengyi Palace.

Perhaps because he was so frustrated that he was often rolled on others, Song Zhao heard early in the morning that the biggest fun of these two people was to make fun of their slaves.

Today, I met Wangshu and knew that he would not live as bad as a palace in Yuanmu, so I stopped him and made things difficult for him.

"Yo~ Let me see how ugly he looks."

Wangshu's black veil was pulled off by Qi Chang's hand. She glanced at him and screamed in surprise, "Ah! What the hell is this? Her face is not as good as the butt of the eunuch in my palace."

Cen agreed to laugh, "Sister, do the scars on his face look like the rust on a copper stove? They are layered and thicker than the base of the city wall!"

Wangshu buried his head very low and continued to move forward without saying a word.

He always blocked his way, "Where are you going? No wonder the King of Xiliang is willing to send you into the palace as a proton. If I give birth to a son like you, it will be a nightmare. Raising him by my side will definitely be a nightmare. It would be better to put it back and say that he has never given birth."

"It is always good at supernatural powers."

Song Zhao suddenly made a sound and scared one of them. Their eyes were flustered on Song Zhao and they hurriedly greeted him, "Song's peace."

Song Zhao walked up to them and smiled coldly, "It's really good to have a child born back. It seems that he has practiced magical powers in private. If you have this ability, don't hide it yourself. Next month, the Queen Mother's Qianqiu Festival, you can take out your personal skills and let everyone see it fresh and open their eyes."

He was always blushing with shame, "Guru Song... concubine... concubine was just a joke."

"Join?" Song Zhao stared at her with a harsh look on his face, "I want to joke and go back to your Qixiang Palace. Imperial Garden is where you joke? What is your identity? Do you dare to openly humiliate the Prince of Xiliang here?"

Cen promised to mention that he was always trying to rescue the siege and said, "Sister Song, this ugly slave of Xiliang Kingdom is not welcomed by the emperor. The emperor compares him to a slave, so why should we give him face?"

Song Zhao sneered, "If you don't want the emperor to like him, you don't have to give him a face. Then you two have never even met the emperor since you entered the palace to serve him once. I'm afraid you have forgotten where the door of Chaoyang Palace has opened. It's obvious that the emperor doesn't like you either. According to your words, I don't have to give you a face. Tell me, but I also want me to go to Fengyi Palace to pay my respects tomorrow, and say a few unregular words to you in front of everyone?"

He always agreed to Cen to look at him, and quickly admitted his mistake and ran away in panic.

As soon as they left, Wangshu picked up the black veil on the ground and walked away quickly.

"I'll help you, don't you thank me?"

Wangshu ignored him and walked forward without even a moment of hesitation.

As soon as the smoke froze, people disappeared from Song Zhao's vision.

But Song Zhao's doubts were deeper.

She thought that if her mind reading skills were wrong, she would not be able to read what Wangshu thought, but she could understand the inner activities she had always agreed to with Cen, but only Wangshu could do.
Chapter completed!