Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 651 Auspicious Empress 3
When Yu Qingxi first entered the palace, whether it was Yu Zhen or Leng Shuanghua, including the big and small concubines in the palace, no one thought that the person who would fly to the branch and dominate the family in the future would be this seemingly innocent and cheerful Yu Qingxi.

Everyone didn't expect that Yu Qingxi's entry into the palace was just a routine favor and she became pregnant with a dragon seed.

And it was this unfounded dragon species that was first suppressed and cursed by the cold beauty who lived in the big dormitory and was never dealt with, and then was poisoned by the queen's design and eventually led to a miscarriage.

As expected of a heroine, the child she is carrying is really valuable.

First, use this non-existent child to abolish Leng Shuanghua, who was once a thorn in Yu Qingxi's eyes, and demote him to a commoner, and use this as the reason why Feng Sihan promoted Yu Qingxi to become one of the nine concubines The first Yu Zhaoyuan lived in Zhaohua Hall.

Then he slandered the queen for poisoning and killing the unborn little prince, and succeeded in turning the queen into a waste queen.

Then, the vicious Leng Shuren and the deposed empress who killed the emperor's heir started this vicious relationship in Qingliang Palace.

He Xiaoman reluctantly took a look at Shuren Leng's hairstyle in the blinding sun, and nodded sincerely: "Beauty Leng is very self-aware."

Leng Shuanghua's complexion suddenly became worse, knowing that the other party disliked her ugly hair, so she raised the two white-faced steamed buns in her hand: "It seems that the dry steamed buns like slaves are not suitable for your mother. Are you honored?"

He Xiaoman nodded with a more sincere expression: "Very well, the beauty Leng is more and more aware of advancing and retreating, I am very pleased."

"You really...you don't know when your death is imminent." Seeing that she really didn't reach out to pick it up, Leng Shuanghua simply tore open a steamed bun and slowly peeled the skin and stuffed it into his mouth.

How long has it been since you have eaten such fresh, soft and fine noodles?

She really had enough of the thick and hard pancakes that were as dark as mud falling from the cracks in the wall.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the woman who was still sitting on the broken bed that would collapse if she moved or screamed, Leng Shuanghua rolled her eyes: "Yu Zhenzhen, if you don't eat the freshly baked white flour steamed buns, you can eat them." Don't regret it."

He Xiaoman's heart seemed to be cushioned on a layer of warm velvet. Leng Shuanghua's mouth was a bit broken, but since she was thrown into the Qingliang Palace to fend for herself since she was a waste, she actually took care of her a lot, although it was inevitable The words are sharp and sarcastic, but she is really that knife mouth and bean curd heart.

When Yu Zhen first came to Qingliang Hall, it was the spring of March and the sky was just getting warmer. Although green grass spouted from the cracks in the broken bricks of Qingliang Hall, the spring was cold, but the night was still hard to bear.

Yu Zhen suffered from typhoid fever.

In ancient times, it was not too common to die from a cold.

Leng Shuanghua blatantly ridiculed Yu Zhen for being a waste, but in fact wanted to stimulate her fighting spirit so that she could survive. At the same time, she twisted the pearls inlaid on her handkerchief and asked the palace servants to help them get some medicine and hot soup.

It can be said that without Leng Shuanghua's help, Yu Zhen might have died long ago.

"It's rare that the empress is willing to come to accompany this common man like Nu. If I die, I will face this Qingliang Palace alone in the future. Wouldn't it be lonely? Let me buy myself a quarrel with money. If I see Nu If you die here, remember to help bury it before it stinks, I will be grateful."

Sure enough, the coldness of the two people is slightly warm when they are close together.

"If you still eat this steamed bun, don't regret it." He Xiaoman slowly imitated her tone.

Leng Shuanghua's complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes kept moving around the steamed bun in his hand: "What? Could it be that they really poisoned it?"

Her regret was beyond words, and she put the half-eaten steamed bun in her hand on the same dilapidated table as Ba Bu's bed: "Are you still not giving up after forcing me like this?"

"Hush." ​​He Xiaoman raised his middle finger on his lips, then went straight to the outside, saw that no one was coming in the yard, muttered a few words in a low voice, and then brought two bowls of steaming beef noodles.

Leng Shuanghua had already smelled the strong smell of meat when He Xiaoman first walked into the room.

It turned out that Yu Zhen didn't mean that the steamed buns were poisonous, but that she had better ones!

meat!
Meat!

Leng Shuanghua hurriedly took two steps to take a big bowl, and couldn't move his eyes when he saw a few big pieces of meat inside.

In front of the beef, who cares about the ladylike demeanor, she stared at the beef in the big bowl and asked He Xiaoman: "Is there mine?"

He Xiaoman nodded, and found that Leng Shuanghua's eyes almost melted on the beef, and he didn't see He Xiaoman's movements at all.

He Xiaoman had no choice but to say: "Well, we each have a bowl, eat slowly, don't hold back."

Before the word "Zhe" was finished, Leng Shuanghua had already gobbled it up, and He Xiaoman looked at her with the demeanor of his second senior brother eating ginseng fruit.

Poverty kills all.

There was only one embroidered pier in the room, and Leng Shuanghua was sitting and eating, so He Xiaoman could only sit on the Babu bed and eat her bowl of noodles.

"I haven't eaten a single piece of meat for six months...beep...for six months."

Even drank the noodle soup, Leng Shuanghua choked up while belching: "This palace, red bricks and green tiles, is magnificent, but it is a place to eat people!"

She rubbed her slightly protruding belly. It had been a long time since she had eaten such a delicious, hot food. Her parents were dismissed and investigated and sent back to their hometown. She couldn't get together with her relatives. There was nowhere to appeal for grievances. If it wasn't for the fear of committing suicide, it would bring down the whole family Her son couldn't take the imperial examination to become an official, so she actually didn't want to live anymore.

Leng Shuanghua didn't expect that what made her feel happy was a bowl of noodles.

He Xiaoman thought, a bowl of beef noodles can make you cry, if she brings out seafood noodles, can Leng Shuanghua go directly to worship the ancestors?
He Xiaoman himself was not hungry at all, but this body was hungry, and he ate a bowl full.

The two put down their bowls almost at the same time, sighing in satisfaction at the same time.

The beef is crispy, the noodles are chewy, delicious!

The two of them stretched out, Leng Shuanghua finally didn't care about the creaking and screaming broken bed, and lay on the hard bed like He Xiaoman with a contented face, already unable to walk.

In fact, Leng Shuanghua originally had a maid who brought her to Qingliang Hall together, but she went out to fetch hot water in the cold winter and never came back.

It is said that he wanted to protect the pot of hot water and was kicked by the eunuch in Yu Qingxi's palace, and then poured the boiling water directly on his body. I don't know if he was beaten to death, scalded to death, or frozen to death.

Once entering the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and the signal was blocked from then on.

It is difficult for people outside to know whether the people inside are dead or alive. Sometimes even the people inside the palace don't know what the people inside have experienced.

And Yu Zhen also had two close maids of the Yu family brought into the palace, but at this moment, they were all kindly asked to leave by Yu Qingxi.

Because she couldn't bear to see the Yu family suffer in the cold palace.

He Xiaoman lay on his back on the broken bed, and he could vaguely see the clear blue sky in the northeast corner.

"I have to find a way to get out, I'm waiting to die here." She murmured.

After all, her mission is to protect the host's parents from dying with hatred.

(End of this chapter)