MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-~ 16 bad roots (catching insects)

Zhuangluo chose to walk in a quiet place, just because he wanted to avoid other cockroaches, but he did not expect secluded places to encounter embarrassment, but also an acquaintance.

Since Yuan Yu was reduced to Lin Biao, she has been banned for one month, and Zhuang Luo did not expect to meet her in this place. Lin Biaoxi, who was reduced to a shackle, had no extravagance in the past. He wore a simple veil and his eyes became dry and sluggish. It seemed that a downgrade consumed all her aura.

When Zhuangluo heard that the soft-nosed Lin Qingyin had just entered the palace, it was still a small good instrument. Lin Shuxi was already a second-class Zhaoyi, only because Lin Qingyin and her surname were divided into emperors and pets, Lin Shuxi could not be less difficult to Lin Qingyin. .

Now Lin Biaoxi is down, Lin Qingyin is already soft, I wonder if the scenes of the year will be exchanged?

"Lin Lin's sister is well," Zhuang Luo's sly smile is obviously soft, and in Lin Biao's eyes, it is just a high ridicule.

"Where is Zhaohao’s sister," Lin Biao’s faceless expression was a half-hearted ceremony. Seeing Zhuang’s courtesy and avoiding it, the mouth of the mouth showed a mocking smile. Which woman in the harem is not in a state of mind, the etiquette cannot pick a point. But what is done in private, and which one is able to get on the table?

"I heard that the emperor loved his sister and rewarded a lot of face-face jewellery in the morning. It is a favorite palace," Lin Biao said when he said that he had a satirical smile on his face. When she did not have a favorite palace, she was now beautiful. If you don’t get old, you can’t keep your position. I don’t know what it’s like in other people’s eyes.

"There is no such thing as a sister in the harem," Zhuang Luozhen can't dare to hang up with this word. I don't see a woman hooked up with this word. There are a few good endings. She feels she can still enjoy in the harem. For years, this term is really not suitable for her.

Lin Biao looked at Zhuang Luo with a glance, and saw that she did not show a half-hearted gratitude to the pet crown, and her heart was more vigilant about her patience. This kind of face is not the most gratifying person, it is the most terrible harem. Who told her that she had no brains?

Queen, Shugui, Ning, Xian, or Ye Shuyi who has been reduced to Ronghua? Lin Biao smiled, and others glared at Linzhuang's two dynasties, but they did not provoke themselves.

"Pampering the harem..." Lin Biao tired and smiled. "Who is and who is not?" In this harem, there are quite a lot of women in the scenery, and there are several people who can see the scenery to the end.

Zhuang Luozhen found that Lin Biao's expression was not right. It was not like resentment to himself. It was not like being uneasy. It was a little frustrated. She couldn't help but look at her eyes. After a careful look, she found that the Lin Guanxi features of the ring-shaped jewelry were very beautiful. It’s just that the skin is not as delicate as the young woman.

"You laughed today. When she laughs tomorrow, do you know how you will be?" Lin Biao's pair of slightly tired eyes suddenly looked up and looked at Zhuang Luo, "I lost, I don't regret, you can laugh all the time." Win it?"

Zhuang Luozhen and her are not talking.

Lin Biao laughed and turned his eyes away, pointing to a flower and grass road: "A month ago, I remember that there was a cockroach medicine, but now I am driving Fengxian. Who can say which flower is better?"

Looking at the clump of Fengxian, the Zhuangluo smiled and still said nothing.

"I will look at you," Lin Biao suddenly got close to Zhuangluo. He was tired and still carrying some vicissitudes and madness. "I want to watch you come to me from the pet palace, maybe... I am more pitiful than me." After that, he smiled and walked away by the palace lady.

Zhuang Luo looked back at her back and raised her eyebrows. Should she tell Lin Biao that she never had to spend her own time?

Even if a woman is like a flower, it is also for her own beauty. Why do you compare it in the eyes of those who care? Love yourself more, wait until the flowers thank you, a little less regret is not better?

When Zhuangluo was preparing to leave, he heard a subtle sound coming from behind him. Looking back, it was Zhuang Yuqing who had never spoken to her for a long time.

"Sister," Zhuang Luo squinted, seems to be a regular sister.

"Zhao Wei," Zhuang Yuqing faintly performed a ceremony, "I was only stunned by Lin Biao's sister with a smile from this side. Zhaozhao's sister is very happy with Lin Biao?"

No one knows the harem, Lin Xixi and Zhuangluo are not in harmony, and Zhuang Yuqing’s words are more like irony.

"My sister heard that my sister and Lin Biao’s sister have also talked many times," Zhuang Luozhen knows that Zhuang Yuqing was also saddened by Lin Biaoxi, who is still a child. Now I see Lin Xixi, I don’t know what her heart is. idea.

Zhuang Yuqing did not expect Zhuangluo to say this. The color behind the micro-small is not very good: "Why do you say irony to me?"

"Isn't that what my sister said?" Zhuang Luoxiao smiled. "How did your sister forget?"

"Actually, I don't want to fight with you," Zhuang Yuqing smiled bitterly. "I was not taken seriously at home since I was young. Later I was sent to the harem. My mother was only paid attention to it in the government. Yes, I was out, looks like Not as good as you, so since you entered the palace, my mother’s life in the house has been difficult."

"I hate you, hate you for being beautiful but the character is stubborn, and it makes me embarrassed everywhere." Zhuang Yuqing looked sad and seemed to think of some. "But now my mother is not here, I have nothing to fight for, you and me." Although the feelings are not good, but after all, it is the daughter of the banker. The days in the harem are too difficult. I don't want to face the calculations and battles alone."

Zhuang Luo heard the words, looked up and carefully looked at Zhuang Yuqing, and saw that she was not looked at herself when she was not looked at herself. She smiled and said: "Where your sister said, you and my sisters should naturally support each other."

"My sister thinks like this, I am relieved," Zhuang Yuqing showed a slight smile on his face, and then lowered his voice: "You must be careful with Shugui and Ning." After that, look around, Hastily gone.

"Master, this..." Yun Xi is a shackle brought out from Zhuang Fu, naturally understands how many sentiments between the two ladies of Zhuang Jiaxuan, and now Zhuang Yi is like this, is good or something else.

"She just said a bunch of words, but she didn't say anything." Zhuang Luoxiao smiled casually. She naturally wouldn't believe that Zhuang Qianqing's move was really good. If it is really good, Zhuang Yuqing does it. Not so calm and calm. What's more, in this harem, which ones don't need to be careful, let alone the spoiled singer and the singer who has always been known as the emperor's lyrics?

Zhuang Yuqing is a little boy who is unstable in the harem. Even if he is a high-ranking player, he is just a piece of chess. She is deliberately showing her good intentions. No matter what her intentions, she can't be too serious.

"What should we do?" Yun Xi lowered his voice and asked.

"What do you do?" Zhuang Luo squatted and smashed a balsam. "The sisters met, what is wrong with chatting?"

Yun Xi slightly squinted, the meaning of the master's move is not what happened today, that is, ignore the Zhuang Yi's show?

"Go back, I am lacking," Zhuang Luozhen did not want to do anything with Zhuang Yuqing, let alone she was just a little brain and still worried about the emperor?

In this world, pig-like teammates are not terrible. The most terrible thing is the teammates who are in the pig's skin but always hold the knife behind them. Zhuang Yuqing can't cooperate with her sincerely, and she doesn't believe this kind in the harem. The sorrowful sisterhood, this friendship and the friendship in the mall are even more unreliable.

"Yu Huang Shang, the **** of the inner servant seeks to see," Gao Dezhong saw the emperor bow down and read the memorial, whispered, although most of the time the emperor would not see.

"Xuanxuan," the seal was not lifted. After the approval of the fold in the hand, when he looked up, he just saw the **** carrying the tray and came in, pretending to carelessly pick up the tray and reach out and pick up the brand of Taoyuge. Zhao Zhao."

The **** of the internal servant retired silently, and Gao Dezhong also withdrew and went out to call a used **** to go to Tao Yuge. Yesterday evening, the emperor only rested in Tao Yuge, and today I turned over the Zhaohao brand. It is really rare.

"Queen Empress, this time the emperor has turned over the brand again," and Yu went to the Queen, "I heard that I still go to the Tao Yuge."

"Isn't the emperor yesterday not to turn the expensive Linyue Xuan?" The empress put down the scriptures in his hand, and his tone was plain. "The Tao Yuge's Zhao Yu is also a good person. The emperor occasionally goes twice, which is normal." What's more, this is not the most favored in the harem, she can't do it because the emperor went to the second time and couldn't sit still, and let the emperor dissatisfied in vain.

And the look of the emperor Yu Yu, she knew that she did not care about this matter, she quietly retreated.

The Queen continued to look at the Buddhist scriptures without lifting her eyelids. Even the corner of her mouth showed a smile. I don’t know if the Buddhist scriptures directed her or something else.

The number of times to seal up the Taoyu Pavilion is not particularly high, but every day, Taoyuge has different experiences. It is not so versatile, but it is very easy to get along with Zhaoqi. Sometimes he even thinks, When one person is tied to another, will everyone focus on that person? So I will feel relaxed and comfortable when I go to Taoyu Pavilion.

The rut stopped outside the Taoyu Pavilion, and when he opened the curtain of the rut, he saw the posture of the white woman under the moonlight, and the blue silk was only inserted with a jasper, lazy and passionate.

"Love, please," When I approached, I still smelled the faint cool taste, and the ambiguity in my heart suddenly went a lot.

The two brought them into the door, and the ice in the house made the room not too hot and hot. They sat down at the window and hugged Zhuanglu on their knees. "I remember that love and Zhuang are sisters. Can you?"

"The emperor's government is busy, and I still remember the little things like my sister and my sister. I am really surprised." Zhuang Luozhen tried his best to make the little worship less obvious but it allowed the emperor to notice. "Hey and sister are really sisters." It’s just that my sister and her sister haven’t raised a place since they were young, and they spend very little time with their sisters. In addition, when my sister was younger than me, my father used my sister to encourage me. I was a little ignorant and had some conflicts with my sister. I want to come now, it shouldn’t be."

Feng Yan heard but did not care much: "Don't be different, you are not deeply concerned with her, it is normal."

Zhuang Luo bowed his head and smiled, but no longer said.

She understood the meaning of the emperor. As an emperor, she naturally did not want the women in the harem to join the party. In addition, when the emperor was still a prince, he was smashed out. At that time, it seemed that a prince was very overbearing in the harem because of his mother's favor. It is not surprising that he can say such words now. Of course, if there is something in the words, she is not sure. However, at least one thing is certain, that is, she can't go too close to Zhuang Yuqing. After all, Zhuang Yuqing asked her for a while now, and now the emperor mentioned this matter, and it does not know whether it happened to be a warning.

Seeing Zhuangluo’s shy gesture, he waved and let other people in the house retreat, then squatted and squatted to Zhuangluo and walked to the bed.

The side of the person is like a moon, and the wrist is frosty. This kind of poetry is not enough to describe the woman under her body. She seals her tired and smooth skin. She sat down and smelled the faint scent of her body. "Love this skin, it is really like a soft skin, skin like Gel, collar like a scorpion, teeth like a rhinoceros, a dagger moth, clever smile! Look forward!"

Zhuang Luo pretending to be a shy head buried in the emperor's arms, but his heart was full of emotions, and sure enough, no matter what kind of man, he would say good things in bed.

A good Ming Jun, what poetry to play? This kind of hidden man's inferiority seems to be possessed by the emperor. 2k novel reading network