Watching Xia Muling leave, her thoughts gradually became sad.

In this palace, how many people can maintain the pure heart they had before entering the palace?

Mu Ling, I helped you this time, but you will have to walk your own path in the future.

Your brother believes in me, but I don't believe in anyone.

Qian Chuan looked back and saw that there was just a dagger hidden between his frown and his smile.

Zi Ling's figure gradually appeared in her peripheral vision, and she smiled slightly with a hint of sadness: "Zi Ling, don't you want to ask what Concubine Shu said to me?"

Shaking his head, he didn't want to ask too much: "Even if I don't ask, the queen will tell me."

She actually forgot who Zi Ling belonged to in the first place. She raised the corners of her lips slightly and said lightly: "She wants to stay in bed and comes to me for help."

"If Zi Ling guessed correctly, your Majesty has already agreed." Even though I had made suggestions for the Emperor, I already felt guilty. But what I did now really hurt the Emperor's heart. "My Majesty, Zi Ling said this is not nice to say.

In other words, no one can make the decision for the emperor about who he wants to sleep with. If the emperor knew that the empress did this, I'm afraid..."

Zi Ling did not dare to speak further, as she did not dare to judge what the emperor would do.

The eyes are empty, without any color to add to the lively eyes: "In this way, the two will be clear."

Clearance?

Zi Ling didn't understand why.

I only know that life is full of helplessness.

Zi Ling has been hesitating whether she should tell the empress what her brother said. Even the emperor is suspicious of the maid next to Xia Muling and has been investigating her identity, but he still has no way of knowing who she is.

Walking in beside her, he turned his head and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, I would like to advise you to have less contact with Concubine Shu in the future."

"Why?" He asked confusedly, puzzled by Zi Ling's words.

"At least she is not a trustworthy person when it comes to requesting a bed attendant." How can it be a kind person to use someone trustworthy to satisfy his own needs?

Let me ask, which woman in the harem still has the same heart as before.

"I have discretion in this matter."

Ye Yilan never cared about the word "sleeping". Since she had promised Xia Muling, she would definitely help her.

Whether he wants it or not has nothing to do with him.

I walked under the purple magnolia and gently placed the petals in my hand on the ground. I raised my eyes and saw the clearly visible 'orchid' again, and smiled slightly.

The withered purple magnolia resembles her state of mind.

A cold heart also withers.

A sad heart also withers.

Flowers bloom again, and people only have one life.

The Buddha said that on the other side, there is no life, no death, no suffering, no sorrow, no desires and no pursuits.

Seeing Xia Muling so sad along the way, she secretly chuckled in her heart and pursed her lips: "How? Chen Zhaoyi refused?"

"She didn't refuse." Xia Muling kept thinking about what she said. She really couldn't compare with her. In terms of appearance, she was not inferior to her.

When it comes to liking the emperor, she is the one who is infatuated with him.

There was a hint of smile hidden in the corner of his mouth, and he smiled charmingly: "Then I would like to congratulate the queen."

She didn't even tell Xia Muling that the emperor was injured, and I don't know what she had in mind.

Hearing this, he held his hands tightly. He stopped in place, turned around and looked at her, a trace of anger burst out from his eyes, shining directly into Lan Shan's eyes, biting each other, and said softly: "Congratulations, she only helped me this time."

."

"Which woman in the harem is willing to give up the favor she has received to others."

What Lan Shan said makes no sense.

If it were her, how would she be willing to give up her man to someone else?

Look into her eyes, wondering what she wants to say.

"Don't you think that Chen Zhaoyi is never jealous? Just imagine, if they are in love, why would Chen Zhaoyi agree to this?"

Lan Shan originally thought that Ye Yilan would refuse the matter and explain to her that the emperor was injured. Ye Yilan's agreement actually let her know a secret.

A proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was holding her handle in his hand.

"This..." This matter was something she couldn't describe as strange. She always had an intuition that their previous relationship was very subtle.

"I learned something secretly." He pulled her into the bushes and deliberately looked around. He leaned in her ear and whispered: "It is said that the emperor did go out to the palace with Chen Zhaoyi that day. He was not considerate.

Popular sentiment. The emperor was injured that night in order to protect Chen Zhaoyi. Why did the emperor return to the palace the next night after he was injured? It was to stop Youyou from talking."

"But that's not what she said that day. Could it be that she was deceiving me in order to cover up the emperor's injury?"

Smiling at herself mockingly, her legs were so weak that she took a step back. She couldn't believe that she had been lying to herself: Ye Yilan, you clearly know that I love the emperor, so why did you tell me? Why do you even have to guard against me?

.I believe in you so much, but you treat me like this.

Xia Muling was just angry that she didn't trust him. No wonder she stopped her from seeing the emperor that day just to cover up the secret of their leaving the palace.

He glanced suspiciously at her reaction: "My dear, do you still think this person is trustworthy?"

"She did this just for the sake of the emperor." She figured it out. She just hated that the trust between them no longer existed like before. But thinking about it carefully, it made sense for her to do this. Her restless heart gradually calmed down.

Come down.

"But the emperor is doing it for her." She could see it clearly. Seeing that she had already been carried away by love, she naturally wouldn't feel this way. His arrogant eyes were approaching her, leaving her with no way to retreat. "If the world finds out.

, if the emperor ignores the important affairs of the court for the sake of a woman, she will become a beauty and a disaster. Just imagine, the emperor will leave her with this crime? "

The roots of troubles?

Crime?

That's like being in the harem where no one cares.

"If the Queen knew about this, would she..." Lan Shan raised her eyebrows on purpose, spoke in a long voice, and watched her every move from time to time.

"Shut your mouth." She warned her with serious eyes. "You and I only need to know about this matter. We must never let it out again."

With a cunning smile on her face, she asked: "Is it for the emperor or for Chen Zhaoyi?"

"This palace, of course, is for the emperor." Since she can do it for the emperor, why can't she? She is not the only concubine in this harem.

Ye Yilan, when can we treat each other?

I would rather believe that Lanshan is telling lies, and I would also like to believe you.

The autumn wind ruthlessly takes away the dust on the ground, leaving only dead leaves.

Flowers bloom and fall, the four seasons cycle and time falls.

Raising a glass to the moon, the vicissitudes of life are few and far between.

The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng has many troubles and worries in his past life.

The breeze blows slowly, and the clothes are fluttering and the lights are swaying.

I don't see any sorrow, I just want you to keep it in your heart.

Seeing that the empress was about to go to bed, Zi Ling reported: "Empress, Eunuch Xia has asked someone to tell you that today the emperor will come to Qinlan Hall to go to bed."

"Just say no." She didn't want to see him tonight, fearing that the two of them would fight over something again, she said coldly.

"Your Majesty, how many women can't ask for such a good thing? How can I refuse it?" Caifeng thought that this was a good thing, and it was a pity to refuse it.

What Caifeng said was indeed reasonable. She could not offend the emperor because of this matter. Her anxious look reminded her of what she had promised today: "But your Majesty promised to Concubine Shu today."

"How do you expect me to speak?"

Just as Ye Yilan was about to speak, he appeared in the palace without warning. She said with a smile: "Why can't you speak?"

The two of them hurriedly said, "I'm here to see you, Your Majesty."

Murong Haochen didn't pay attention to the behavior of the two of them. He walked directly to the bed and sat down. He told them in a very good mood: "I don't need your service here. Come on down."

"Yes, I will leave this slave."

"The emperor left this morning but never took a look at his concubine. Why did he come tonight?" His appearance at this moment really surprised her. He entered the Qinlan Palace quietly without making any sound.

"I can come to my harem whenever I want. Is my concubine trying to drive me away?" He looked at her in a joking tone. He stood up and walked to her, stretched out his arms and said, "Undress me."

Ye Yilan still stood where she was, not wanting to serve him.

"My dear concubine, if you don't know how to serve me, I can teach you."

Murong Haochen stared at her with evil eyes and stretched out his hand to touch her single garment. This was her only chance. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "It is an honor for the emperor to favor me. I am naturally grateful and shed tears of gratitude."

With her hand still in the air, she looked at her on the ground with slightly narrowed eyes, and said with a hint of anger in a hoarse voice: "Ye Yilan, what on earth do you want to say?"

Now that the matter has reached this point, she can no longer hesitate. She raised her eyes and looked directly into his deep eyes: "Concubine Shu has loved the emperor for many years. The emperor should not let down such a woman."

Squatting in front of her, holding her chin. Ye Yilan could feel his slight exertion, and there was a disdainful smile in his half-smile: "Your generosity is comparable to being a queen."

"If you were the queen, I would respond immediately, but you are not, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." He kept suppressing the anger in his eyes.
To be continued...