If we weren't afraid of them, how could we let them be so arrogant?

If she hadn't heard this from her brother, how could she have fought against her eldest grandson Wan Ji.

"In this palace, the person closest to her, besides the emperor, is Xia Muling."

He sighed helplessly. "Speaking of her, I have never seen her recently."

"Up to this point, I went to her palace, where I stayed very leisurely." Thinking about what he looked like that day, he was a poor master. "Who else can enter this Qinlan Palace except the emperor.

In my opinion, no one can compete for favor without having true friendship."

In the harem, apart from intrigues and intrigues, there is no other friendship.

The eldest grandson Guanji turned around and stared at the road Ye Yilan had walked. A thoughtful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, blooming like a poppy.

The remaining ** has been spreading to all directions.

"Why didn't you tell them my true identity just now?" Han Xin saw her smiling and said nothing, and looked at her with an eyebrow. "Could it be that you did this on purpose? In fact, you knew he would come?"

"Princess, please do not wear slave clothes in the future."

In fact, she really didn't know that Murong Haochen would come, nor did she know that she would cover her lies.

At that moment, after he saw what she was thinking, she actually felt a little panicked.

Hearing, Han Xin took a look at this outfit. She did dress up like this to hide her from others. If she said she was a princess, who would believe her.

Ye Yilan thought deeply for a while, stopped, looked at her, and explained earnestly: "Her Royal Highness is still young. Whether she is in Beimo or Xuandu, the princess must have heard about the affairs of the harem. If in the future,

"If the princess doesn't pay attention to her words and deeds, she may make enemies and be exploited."

"The women in the Northern Desert are all going straight, how can they be compared with the Central Plains." After hearing Ye Yilan's words, she was really irritated. She took her words to heart and retorted, "I don't want to be like you, princess.

There is someone to protect you in everything. If you are not protected one day, I wonder how you can survive in the palace."

"My dearest lady, I spoke to her with good intentions, but she turned out to be so ungrateful. Women in the Northern Desert are so rude."

"No talking behind your back."

Zi Ling silently shut her mouth, not daring to speak any more.

I just feel that the Princess of Beimo is indeed a bit arrogant and unreasonable.

Seeing her leave angrily, Ye Yilan had no intention of keeping her. It was unintentional for her to say more.

Besides, she was right.

Without Murong Haochen's protection, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to live safely in the harem.

With his protection, because of this, she is not afraid of the eldest grandson Guanji's troubles.

The cold snow is quietly climbing on the branches, the moon is like a stick, and the eyes are coldly staring.

The candlelight lit up the bedroom, and the core fire flickered under the gentle breeze.

A figure appeared outside the window, sitting by the window and holding a candle for a night walk.

His deep eyes could not see any rising and falling waves, and his eyes looked particularly cold in the cold winter.

A figure stood outside the door, hesitantly reaching out his hand, not knowing how to start.

He hesitated in place, staring at the squinting shadow outside the window.

"Mother, why haven't you gone in yet?"

Ye Yilan didn't want to disturb him inside, but Han Yuan let him know that she was waiting outside.

The door suddenly opened, and those deep eyes were staring at her.

I was surprised that she came here.

Seeing the two of them facing each other, Han Yuan handed the items in his hands to the emperor: "Your Majesty, please take a look."

After taking it, there was an extremely cold feeling in the cold wind: "Chen Zhaoyi is here, why don't you report it?"

Seeing the situation, Ye Yilan immediately said: "It was my concubine who refused to inform me."

She originally wanted to leave, but if Han Yuan hadn't come, she wouldn't be standing here.

Looking at her intently, the anger in his eyes gradually faded: "Go down."

"Slave, please retire."
Chapter completed!