When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 171 The Last Chance
"Huh?" Si Ningchi blinked innocently: "The emperor doesn't want it?"

"Yes." Zhao Zongheng hid the sachet in his bosom, the left and right were delivered by her personally, and the rounding was embroidered by her.

Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and pulled Si Ningchi to sit beside him and said, "Sit with me for a while?"

He was reluctant to let her go back like this, so he simply let Wang Chengxiang move a soft cushion for her to sit and play while Zhao Zongheng continued to deal with the government affairs at hand.

Si Ningchi flipped through those notebooks, remembering that when she first came to Xuanming Palace, Zhao Zongheng still had the attitude of a harem not being able to interfere in politics, but today he is silent, letting her browse at will.

She couldn't help yawning after watching it for a while, it was all complicated political affairs...

Si Ningchi snuggled into Zhao Zongheng's arms, and just found a comfortable position to lie down, pillowing his lap, casually picked up the books on the shelf next to him, and looked at them. He thought these books were collections of poetry and prose Kind of like that, but I didn't expect to open it and see that it was a book of all kinds of folk gossip?
The majestic emperor actually sees this kind of thing?

Si Ningchi was interested and began to flip through the books. It seems that these are some stories about the sadomasochism of a shemale. They are written in a mysterious way without beginning and end. What kind of fox demon and snake demon are simply The resident guests inside.

It's an old-fashioned plot, what's so good about it?

Si Ningchi was quite puzzled, it was the first time he knew that Zhao Zongheng still had such a preference...

Zhao Zongheng didn't know that his little secret had been discovered. He was still reviewing the memorial carefully, thinking that he could go back to rest with the queen earlier after finishing it. When Zhao Zongheng recovered from his work, he saw lying on his side Si Ningchi, who had already fallen asleep peacefully.

The moment he looked at her, his heart moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled into an imperceptible smile. Just as he was about to reach out to take away the book she was clutching, his heart trembled when he looked at her.

Oops.

Si Ningchi woke up faintly, and yawned with a bit of sleepiness in his eyes: "The emperor is done with his work?"

"En." Zhao Zongheng threw away the book without a trace, leaned over and kissed Si Ningchi on the cheek and said in a low voice: "I won't be going back to Fengwu Palace, how about going to my bedroom?"

"Hmm..." Si Ningchi snorted twice, as if he was half asleep.

In other words, she was somewhat conscious, but her body didn't want to move.

Zhao Zongheng bent down and hugged Si Ningchi, just carried her out of the Xuanming Palace, got on the dragon chariot and headed towards Chengming Palace.

This is probably Si Ningchi's real stay in Chengming Palace. Before Zhao Zongheng's recovery, she was just a sick person, but today is different. She was carried into Chengming Palace by the emperor himself. I know that the emperor's love for the empress is really unique.

It was already midnight when Si Ningchi woke up again, it was bright outside, she rolled on the bed, and suddenly realized that the place she was in was a little strange.

She lowered her head and looked at the stripped dress on her body, then looked at the quilt with golden dragon pattern and smiled with bent lips, stretched her waist and got up.

"Is the empress awake?" Luo Jin's voice sounded outside the hall, Si Ningchi responded and listened to him: "Do you want a servant to call someone to serve your empress?"

"I don't need anyone else, call Suyun." Si Ningchi got off the ground and walked to the dressing table next to him.

"Yes, I'm going to invite Sister Suyun right now." Luo Jin didn't dare to talk nonsense, and hurriedly agreed to go out.

The emperor's people in Chengming Palace don't need it, they have to invite the people around him, who can't put a big air on him?

But the person in this room is the empress, this is the first empress to sleep on the dragon bed, let alone since the emperor ascended the throne, even when the emperor was the prince, no woman has ever entered the main hall .

The news that the Empress stayed in Chengming Palace last night was already known to the entire harem, those eyes that were eager to see through, seemed to have become numb after hearing these news, as long as it was the empress, it seemed not unusual.

"I have prepared all the ceremonies, and I just wait for the good news from the empress, so I don't need to bring these small things to my palace." Concubine De was quite calm, holding a string of rosary beads in her hand and sighing quietly: "Wait for the empress." Giving birth to the eldest son is a big deal."

"Your Majesty has lost the desire to compete for favor for a long time now?" Hong Tao felt a little uncomfortable looking at her own empress.

"Don't say such words that seek death." Concubine De is looking away now, it doesn't matter whether she is favored or not, life is the most important thing.

Concubine De took a breath and rubbed the rosary in her hand and asked in a low voice: "How is Concubine Yuan doing recently? Are you feeling better?"

Hongtao lowered her head and replied: "The imperial doctor went twice, saying that the imperial concubine Yuan was frightened for a while and I'm afraid it won't get better for a while, and the choking of smoke in her throat will not get better for a while, but I haven't heard anything else. What's the matter."

Concubine De was stunned when she heard that, she turned her head and said: "Send me some nourishing supplements, she is also a poor person..."

Concubine De muttered softly, "I don't know if Concubine Rong really..."

Concubine De quickly shut up after saying this, looked around and put her palms together and said: "Amitabha, don't blame me for not offending you."

Hongtao stood on one side and looked at her mother's appearance, feeling for no reason that she felt that her mother was more ill than Concubine Yuan...

The Yuhua Palace is much more lively than the Yuning Palace. Concubine Shu frowned impatiently at Qu Meiren who was kneeling on the ground and begging, she lowered her eyes and said in a calm voice: "It's not that this Palace won't help you, you yourself I also said that An Meiren was punished because she offended the empress."

"I am a concubine in the palace area, how dare you go against the empress?" Concubine Shu pursed her lips and waved her hands: "If you really ask, then go ask the emperor."

"Concubine Shu..." Qu Meiren's voice was choked up, she looked at Concubine Shu with tears in her eyes, seeing Concubine Shu's expression that she didn't intend to take this muddy water, she knew that no matter how much she begged, it would be useless.

"Qu Meiren, if you are smart, you should know nothing." Concubine Shu looked at Qu Meiren and said, "You are far superior in terms of brains and appearance. If you want to be famous in this palace, you shouldn't have that poor thought."

"An Meiren asked for trouble. If you stand out like this, be careful to ruin your own future." Concubine Shu stood up and said lightly: "This is all I have said."

After saying that, Concubine Shu turned around and went into the inner hall, leaving Qu Meiren alone, kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face.

She entered the palace with Sister An, how could she sit idly by in such a cold-blooded and ruthless way?

But, what can she do?

The emperor, the emperor may be the last chance she can fight for.

(End of this chapter)