Han Xin saw the sudden change in her face and looked at her worriedly: "Sister Lan'er, are you okay? But the wound was touched?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

Fortunately she wasn't him, otherwise she would have been worrying blindly.

Looking at the door, the expectations in my heart gradually dropped.

When will you come back to see me?

Therefore, the willow catkins dance in the dream, and the red dust and dust are spoken in the dream.

Falling flowers are full of love and hate, only Sheng songs can explain the meaning.

The three thousand short-lived flowers appear with negative laughter, and the sorrow of parting and death in drunken dreams.

Qiongyu Palace

"In the past few days, I have not seen my empress, and I have paid attention to the emperor's every move. But, have you given up?"

Looking at Xia Muling in the mirror, after hearing her words, the hairpin in her hand was held tightly by her, without any intention of forcing a smile on her lips, she still smiled: "How can I give up? It's just in the eyes of the emperor."

, she has always been the only one. Even when looking at something, she is seeing something and thinking about the person."

Lan Shan pressed her shoulders and looked at her pitiful appearance in the mirror. A man would pity her when he saw her. However, except for Murong Haochen, she had never even set eyes on such a woman. Ye Yilan was the only one in her eyes.

However, looking at his face, I felt unhappy for a moment.

"It depends on your Majesty, how you choose."

Trade-off?

"How do you say this?" He looked at her in the mirror with puzzled eyes, full of conspiracy and conspiracy.

Why would she tell someone who didn't even understand the meaning of the choice? So what if she is Xia Qianyi's sister? From now on, she is just someone she uses.

She smiled charmingly and said, "What kind of scheming do you think it takes to stay in this palace?"

"Scheming?" In this harem, everyone does have scheming, but she doesn't want to have it. That's because she is afraid of becoming someone he hates. She doesn't want to become like this, doesn't want to...

"Even if the queen wants to use it, I'm afraid it won't help. But I won't. As long as I can stay safe and alive in the palace, it will be fine."

"Are you trying to reap the benefits?"

For Lan Shan, she didn't believe it at all. How could a person she loved so much not even be willing to make a small plan? At least, the eldest grandson Wanji dared. If she hadn't relied on her family background, why would she be so arrogant?

But it was suppressed in the end.

Fisherman's profit?

He chuckled disdainfully and said, "I don't need to use such dirty methods."

Slowly she let go of her hand, wasting so much of her lips and tongue: "It's getting late, please take a rest early."
Chapter completed!