Lian Qiao was passing by with a few people. When she saw this scene, she hurriedly greeted her respectfully, bent her knees, swayed her handkerchief, and gave a big gift.

"So I will meet the Queen."

The maids were shocked. Could this be the rumored queen and the biological mother of the little cake prince? Seeing her temperament as clear as jade lotus, her appearance was even more beautiful, who dared to neglect, and they all knelt down and saluted. The maid who had just spoken rudely to An Nuan looked around with guilt and counted her head down.

"I'm sorry, I don't know it's you, you are not a villain..."

An Nuanori smiled gently, she didn't mind, "Get up."

The little maid stood up gratefully. She secretly looked at her because she was close. She saw An Nuanzhi's long eyebrows and fair and transparent skin, which was comparable to her beauty from a distance. It made the little maid's heart pound, such a woman, pound.

"Is the little prince okay?" An Nuanzhi asked with a smile.

The little maid heard An Nuanzhi's sound as clear as Sixuan's water waves, and her cheeks turned red. She was flattered and said, "Go back to the Queen, the little prince is not seriously injured and has already fallen asleep."

An Nuanzhi suddenly felt relieved. It seemed that the people in the imperial hall in the main hall were just spreading rumors, and the little cake was not in danger of life. She felt relieved when she knew that the little cake was okay.

The child is the mother's heart, and the son is well, and the weather is clear... An Nuanori didn't want to disturb the rest of the cake. She looked at Lian Qiao, and Lian Qiao hurriedly followed An Nuanori out.

When he arrived at a secluded place, An Nuanzhi said kindly, "Lian Qiao, I've troubled you during this period."

Lian Qiao was praised by the Queen whom she admired, and she was a little ashamed. "Empress, don't say that. It is an honor to take care of the little prince. Besides, the little prince is born with intelligence and aura. It is thanks to the little prince himself to avoid danger in the palace..."

An Nuanzhi nodded, "Little cake is talented and smart, but he is really too small after all, and the palace is dangerous. He is only one prince. Even if he is not in the world, the palace will not let him be free..."

Lian Qiao tentatively said, "Empress, are you afraid that the little prince will be involved in the battle for the legitimate struggle?"

An Nuanzhi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not fear, but inevitable, just like Dong Nuan, he took on the throne of Mo Yu Kingdom and was also frequently in danger. If possible, I hope Xiaocai can have his own life and not become the second Dong Nuan."

Lian Qiao understood that An Nuanzhi had good intentions for the little prince, and she had been in the palace for so long, and she knew very well how many reefs and traps there were in the palace. This place was like a black bottomless pit, and there were more than a few lives involved?

The golden hall of Shuimu Lianxiang was so terrible that the lights were a bit terrifying. The wind blew by and shook twice.

The table was filled with precious beauty products that replenish blood and qi, bird's nest, shark fin, oysters, pearl powder... A pair of delicate jade fingers took a few, and they were still on the ground.

"I'm so angry! A little promise actually dared to assassinate me!"

The person who spoke was Rong Le. Her expression was now ferocious, and her tigress was comparable to that of the Hedong Lion and Tiger. The maids next to her knelt all over the ground, and a few of them were scared to tears by her.

"Empress, please calm down, it's not good for your health!" A maid came over to persuade her in fear, but was kicked away by Rong Le.

"Damn it all! They are all here to come and make jokes, right?" Rong Le's facial features were twisted. Since she knew that she had added musk to her powder, she specially found someone to find out the source. In the end, she found that it was sent by Zhuo Fengya, the concubine who entered the palace with her.

Zhuo Fengya's father is an incense maker. She inherited her father's business and started learning and practicing since she was ten years old. Now she has become perfect.

"Empress, since Zhuo Fengya is going to frame the empress, Empress will naturally find an excuse to get rid of her!" A little palace maid with beautiful eyes gave advice, and her words attracted Rong Le's attention.

She looked up and down at the little palace maid, and saw that her eyes were bright under her bangs, dark skin, but very attractive. She couldn't help but say, "What's your name?"

When the little palace maid saw that she had received attention from Rongpin, she was so flattered that she knelt down and said, "My servant's name is Dongxiang."

"Dongxiang?" Rong Le seemed to have thought of something, thinking about something.

Dongxiang didn't know what Rong Le was thinking. She just felt that the master's eyes were getting more and more terrifying, and she was not as gentle and kind as when she was angry just now.

Rong Le's hand hooked in his arms, signaling Dongxiang to get closer to her. Dongxiang felt a pungent fragrance blowing in his ears. Rong Le's whispers made her feel like she was struck by lightning. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

"Empress, Dongxiang dares not, please take back the order."

Rong Le smiled coldly, "Do you think you still have a way out? Since you know what I plan, don't want to live, either die or do it! Besides, as long as you do what I say, I will satisfy your wishes, and I can agree to whatever you want."

Dongxiang dared not disobey the order after hearing this. She hated that she had just been so popular that she could not get off the pirate ship. She had no choice but to tremble her legs and followed a vicious-looking nanny out.

On the west side of the palace, on the main hall with light pink as the theme, the curtains are floating, the interior is elegant and exquisite, and the aroma of books is strong.

This is the Zhaoran Hall where the concubines examine me three times a day. Every time at this time, all the concubines come here to drink tea and chat. They all gather around each other, that is Rongle. Rongle's current status is like the queen of the dynasty.

Rongle is now a celebrity in front of the emperor, so naturally many people are cursing her.

No one noticed that a woman dressed in a simple manner entered Zhaoran Hall. She was different from the concubines next to her. Her face was very pretty, and she didn't like makeup to have a natural beauty of carving. She was also simple in dressing. A pink skirt was enough. She held a book and let the sound of playing and chatting around her. She was very focused on reading and did not show off her glory.

"The emperor arrived——————" The eunuch's loud voice sounded. The concubines were overjoyed. Usually, the emperor was meeting foreign court officials at this time. How could he suddenly arrive today? The messy hall just now immediately calmed down. Without exception, the concubines hoped that Lan Nian'an's attention would fall on him, so they all showed charming and tender expressions.

Lan Nianan glanced casually around, and his eyes fell on the woman farthest away from him but was meditating on the book. She seemed to have not noticed him coming in at all, and was still immersed in the sea of ​​books.

Seeing that Lan Nian'an was only paying attention to one person, the concubines looked at the woman jealously and jealously, but they were gloating, thinking that Zhuo agreed to be finished this time... he actually ignored the Holy Driving.

Lan Nian'an walked over with his hands behind his back. His steps were very light. He paused for a moment and smiled slightly, "Feng Ya is very suitable for this long dress, very beautiful."

The woman came to her senses, and Lan Nian'an was already in front of her. She hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Feng Ya didn't notice the emperor coming in."

Lan Nianan smiled again. He seemed to be very interested in the book in Zhuo Fengya's hand. He couldn't help asking, "Does this book talk about the events of the three dynasties? Are you interested in history?"

"I just know a little about it, not just blindness when I open my eyes." Zhuo Fengya's answer was very sensible. She was different from other concubines. Everyone else showed vainness, while she was a woman who liked quiet, talented and spiritual.

In contrast, Lan Nian'an looked at Zhuo Fengya with some admiration, and he seemed to see someone's shadow in her...

His extra attention aroused the jealousy of the concubines, especially Rong Le. She stared at Zhuo Fengya hard, as if warning her to do her duty, but Zhuo Fengya was myopia and immersed in the panaceous excitement, and she had no idea that she had been grudged by others.

"Hmph! I'm so angry. How could that little bitch Zhuo Fengya get the attention of the emperor? She really has the means. She first used fragrant powder to plot against me, and then pretended to be knowledgeable and reasonable to attract the emperor. Adding up new and old hatreds, it seems that I have to teach her a lesson." Rongle cursed viciously on the way back to the palace. She used to be very favored in Rong's mansion, but now someone has shared her favor, but she still can't stand the sand in front of so many people. She will definitely make Zhuo Fengya unable to bear it.

The old lady next to her comforted her, "My lady, don't be angry. The bowl of ginseng soup made by Dongxiang with 'ingredients' has been delivered. I guess Zhuo promised to leave this world at the hour of You."

Rong Le smiled coldly, "She deserves it!! The fate of being an enemy of this palace is that there will be no corpse. I will give her the corpse. She should thank me."

With a swing of the handkerchief, Rong Le left arrogantly......

But she didn't know that when she was talking to Mama Hai, there were two people behind the rockery, neither others, one was Lian Forsything and the other was An Nuanzhi.

The two of them passed by here accidentally, but unexpectedly heard this conversation. Looking at Rong Le's back as he left, Lian Qiao said with concern.
Chapter completed!