As soon as Yuwen Qinglan walked out of the hall, she met the concubine Shuyuan Huizhi who came to visit her. She was still gentle and dignified as usual. She was dressed in white and was as simple as a fairy. When she saw Yuwen Qinglan, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she bowed with a manners and shouted long ago.
Yuwen Qinglan helped Concubine Shu up and said with a kind smile: Is the beloved concubine here to visit Concubine Zhen?
It is true that Sister Yu Ling fell ill for a few days and I was very concerned about it. I wonder if it is getting better now?
The beloved concubine is intent, she has woken up and is not seriously injured, but the imperial physician told her to stay in bed and rest.
I feel relieved. Since my sister wants to rest, I will not bother her. Concubine Shu smiled happily, but her beautiful eyes staring at the emperor, as if she was in love.
Yuwen Qinglan was also very touched when she came into contact with Shufei's gaze, and she was also very touched. She was also a royal princess from Yuanwei. She was gentle and virtuous, understanding, and never disobeyed her own wishes. She was very different from Yuling's stubborn temper. He always favored gentle and virtuous women, whether it was the queen or Shufei, all of them. Such women made him feel very worry-free and comfortable.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Qinglan smiled and took the hand of Concubine Shu and said softly: I haven't gone to Yaohua Palace for many days and neglected my beloved concubine.
When Shufei heard this, her eyes were filled with tears and she wanted to cry. Yingying bowed: Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day and has no time to distract her in the harem. I dare not complain as long as... Your Majesty can think of me occasionally, and I will be content.
Concubine Shu's delicate and well-behaved made Yuwen Qinglan feel pity, and she couldn't help but hug her tightly and she hung her bright moon to treat the king. Isn't it like this to be a concubine? In the harem, three thousand beauties, who is not looking forward to him? Why do he always make trouble for himself and insist on caring about the girl with thorns?
The moon is low outside the window, the stars are sparse, the palace leak has sounded five times, the red candle at the head of the bed is about to fade, the sky is almost dawn
Shufei Yuan Huizhi lay quietly on the bed, looking at the pink hibiscus tent above her head with wide eyes. After a while, she slowly turned her head to the sleeping king.
The man who was sleeping soundly took off the emperor's dignity, but he became more and more thrilling and handsome. His tough and deep outline was as tough as a knife and an axe. He flew into his temples with long dark eyebrows, his tall and straight nose bridge, and his sexy thin lips were tightly pursed, which made people always remember that people with thin lips must be indifferent.
Shufei looked at him tenderly, unable to help but stretch out her slender hand, brushing her handsome facial features, and a tear fell quietly from the corner of her eyes. A woman born in the royal family has learned the truth of the emperor since she was a child, but when she saw him at first, she was moved and was willing to draw a prison for him.
I haven't set foot in my Yaohua Palace for so many days. I finally waited for you, but I didn't want to marry me even after touching me for less than a year. Are you tired of me?
The feeling of martial arts practitioners is particularly sensitive. From the moment Shufei touched him, Yuwen Qinglan was awake and could clearly hear her suppressed crying, but he did not open his eyes.
Facing the tears of aggrieved Concubine Shu, he felt guilty. He returned to the palace with her yesterday, and he intended to favor her.
In the warm tent of the lotus, the beautiful body with a flawless white body, the beautiful beauty who is so embarrassed that she wants to speak, is obviously the most attractive scene that can inspire men's desires. For some reason, he is indifferent and can't raise his interest. He always feels something wrong, but he can't say it. He can't help but think of the delicate and thin figure in Qinghui Palace, the fairy who is either enchanting or sobbing under him
So, for the first time in his life, he escaped the responsibility of being an emperor, and said lightly that he was tired, so he fell to bed
The crying sound of Shufei beside him gradually lowered. Yuwen Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief and turned over, but he couldn't sleep anymore. He didn't know that behind him, Shufei's dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and her gentle color had faded away, replaced by a deep and deep feeling.
At this moment, Yu Ling, in Qinghui Palace, had just woken up from a nightmare. These days, she kept dreaming that Yuan Hong was covered in blood and died tragic, and she woke up crying in cold sweat every time.
Baozhu came over with a steaming decoction. Yu Ling was staring out the window with her eyes blank. When she heard Baozhu coming, she just turned her head and glanced at the decoction and said lightly: Let it go
Yu Ling's condition is repeated and difficult to cure. She is thin and pale and haggard. Baozhu sees it in her eyes and is anxious in her heart. She knows that her master will be like this. It is entirely because she can't see hope for reality and is discouraged. She has no motivation to get better. The disease on her body is easy to cure, but the heart disease is difficult to cure.
Yu Ling held the hand warmer in her hand and continued to look out the window boredly. The wintersweet flowers had withered, but the snow was like new. Several newly transferred palace maids in the yard were happily pasting red couplets on the door and decorating the window with newly cut window paper.
It turned out that the Spring Festival was almost over. Yu Ling felt aroused in her heart and couldn't help but think of the lively scenes of the Chinese New Year in the Luoyang Palace. There were all kinds of golden branches and jade leaves. At that time, there were so many people around her, but now she was alone and sad towards Bai Xue.
Baozhu saw that the lonely look in Yuling's eyes became stronger and stronger, and knew that she must be homesick again. She wanted to comfort her, but she had no idea how to say it. She could only accompany her silently and sadly
At this moment, Baozhu suddenly saw a figure wearing a small eunuch's costume flashing across the door. She moved her heart and followed her tightly. After a moment, she ran back happily, grabbed Yu Ling's hand without any composure, and said excitedly: Master, I heard a great news!
Yu Ling looked at Baozhu in surprise. He remembered that Baozhu had always been a calm and quiet girl and had never been so rude, so he asked: What news makes you so excited?
I just received the news that His Highness the Crown Prince has just ascended the throne in health! Master, we have hope of restoring the country!
Writer's words:
By the way, the prince finally wants to make a comeback.
The last update of 2012, I wish you all a happy New Year and more beautiful Wave Wave
Yuwen Qinglan helped Concubine Shu up and said with a kind smile: Is the beloved concubine here to visit Concubine Zhen?
It is true that Sister Yu Ling fell ill for a few days and I was very concerned about it. I wonder if it is getting better now?
The beloved concubine is intent, she has woken up and is not seriously injured, but the imperial physician told her to stay in bed and rest.
I feel relieved. Since my sister wants to rest, I will not bother her. Concubine Shu smiled happily, but her beautiful eyes staring at the emperor, as if she was in love.
Yuwen Qinglan was also very touched when she came into contact with Shufei's gaze, and she was also very touched. She was also a royal princess from Yuanwei. She was gentle and virtuous, understanding, and never disobeyed her own wishes. She was very different from Yuling's stubborn temper. He always favored gentle and virtuous women, whether it was the queen or Shufei, all of them. Such women made him feel very worry-free and comfortable.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Qinglan smiled and took the hand of Concubine Shu and said softly: I haven't gone to Yaohua Palace for many days and neglected my beloved concubine.
When Shufei heard this, her eyes were filled with tears and she wanted to cry. Yingying bowed: Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day and has no time to distract her in the harem. I dare not complain as long as... Your Majesty can think of me occasionally, and I will be content.
Concubine Shu's delicate and well-behaved made Yuwen Qinglan feel pity, and she couldn't help but hug her tightly and she hung her bright moon to treat the king. Isn't it like this to be a concubine? In the harem, three thousand beauties, who is not looking forward to him? Why do he always make trouble for himself and insist on caring about the girl with thorns?
The moon is low outside the window, the stars are sparse, the palace leak has sounded five times, the red candle at the head of the bed is about to fade, the sky is almost dawn
Shufei Yuan Huizhi lay quietly on the bed, looking at the pink hibiscus tent above her head with wide eyes. After a while, she slowly turned her head to the sleeping king.
The man who was sleeping soundly took off the emperor's dignity, but he became more and more thrilling and handsome. His tough and deep outline was as tough as a knife and an axe. He flew into his temples with long dark eyebrows, his tall and straight nose bridge, and his sexy thin lips were tightly pursed, which made people always remember that people with thin lips must be indifferent.
Shufei looked at him tenderly, unable to help but stretch out her slender hand, brushing her handsome facial features, and a tear fell quietly from the corner of her eyes. A woman born in the royal family has learned the truth of the emperor since she was a child, but when she saw him at first, she was moved and was willing to draw a prison for him.
I haven't set foot in my Yaohua Palace for so many days. I finally waited for you, but I didn't want to marry me even after touching me for less than a year. Are you tired of me?
The feeling of martial arts practitioners is particularly sensitive. From the moment Shufei touched him, Yuwen Qinglan was awake and could clearly hear her suppressed crying, but he did not open his eyes.
Facing the tears of aggrieved Concubine Shu, he felt guilty. He returned to the palace with her yesterday, and he intended to favor her.
In the warm tent of the lotus, the beautiful body with a flawless white body, the beautiful beauty who is so embarrassed that she wants to speak, is obviously the most attractive scene that can inspire men's desires. For some reason, he is indifferent and can't raise his interest. He always feels something wrong, but he can't say it. He can't help but think of the delicate and thin figure in Qinghui Palace, the fairy who is either enchanting or sobbing under him
So, for the first time in his life, he escaped the responsibility of being an emperor, and said lightly that he was tired, so he fell to bed
The crying sound of Shufei beside him gradually lowered. Yuwen Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief and turned over, but he couldn't sleep anymore. He didn't know that behind him, Shufei's dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and her gentle color had faded away, replaced by a deep and deep feeling.
At this moment, Yu Ling, in Qinghui Palace, had just woken up from a nightmare. These days, she kept dreaming that Yuan Hong was covered in blood and died tragic, and she woke up crying in cold sweat every time.
Baozhu came over with a steaming decoction. Yu Ling was staring out the window with her eyes blank. When she heard Baozhu coming, she just turned her head and glanced at the decoction and said lightly: Let it go
Yu Ling's condition is repeated and difficult to cure. She is thin and pale and haggard. Baozhu sees it in her eyes and is anxious in her heart. She knows that her master will be like this. It is entirely because she can't see hope for reality and is discouraged. She has no motivation to get better. The disease on her body is easy to cure, but the heart disease is difficult to cure.
Yu Ling held the hand warmer in her hand and continued to look out the window boredly. The wintersweet flowers had withered, but the snow was like new. Several newly transferred palace maids in the yard were happily pasting red couplets on the door and decorating the window with newly cut window paper.
It turned out that the Spring Festival was almost over. Yu Ling felt aroused in her heart and couldn't help but think of the lively scenes of the Chinese New Year in the Luoyang Palace. There were all kinds of golden branches and jade leaves. At that time, there were so many people around her, but now she was alone and sad towards Bai Xue.
Baozhu saw that the lonely look in Yuling's eyes became stronger and stronger, and knew that she must be homesick again. She wanted to comfort her, but she had no idea how to say it. She could only accompany her silently and sadly
At this moment, Baozhu suddenly saw a figure wearing a small eunuch's costume flashing across the door. She moved her heart and followed her tightly. After a moment, she ran back happily, grabbed Yu Ling's hand without any composure, and said excitedly: Master, I heard a great news!
Yu Ling looked at Baozhu in surprise. He remembered that Baozhu had always been a calm and quiet girl and had never been so rude, so he asked: What news makes you so excited?
I just received the news that His Highness the Crown Prince has just ascended the throne in health! Master, we have hope of restoring the country!
Writer's words:
By the way, the prince finally wants to make a comeback.
The last update of 2012, I wish you all a happy New Year and more beautiful Wave Wave
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