Help!Jiaojiao in the arms of the tyrant is a black lotus

Chapter 460 Take off the veil
Three days later in the evening, the car finally arrived at the Yanshan Palace staggeringly.

Jiang Tang helped Lin Zhaoyi down, and the sound of Ying singing in front of her was the concubines talking around Emperor Huaiwen.

Among them, Sheng Mei's voice is the loudest and clearest, there is no way, who will let her be the most favored one in this trip?
The emperor loved to listen to her, and the other concubines standing beside her, no matter whether they were higher or younger than her, had to grit their teeth and avoid her sharpness.

"Your Majesty, the rest of the journey is up to you to go."

Jiang Tang withdrew his hand and looked at Lin Zhaoyi who was wearing a veil.

Lin Zhaoyi touched the low-key and simple string of black wooden beads on her right hand, her eyes gradually became firmer, she nodded with Jiang Tang, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

Jiang Tang stayed where he was, and moved with the other palace people.

[Host, is she okay? 】

The system has watched its host busy for the woman who fell out of favor these days, and unconsciously has a sense of identity.

Jiang Tang glanced at the woman who "accidentally" attracted Sheng Meiren's attention, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Who knows."

The ladders are all set up, and if she can't climb up, it can only show that she is useless.

"Hey, isn't this Sister Lin? I haven't seen you all this way. Sister, I thought you were recuperating in the palace like Sister Xianfei, so you didn't come with me."

Sheng Meiren's slightly mean and intentional words instantly drew everyone's attention to Lin Zhaoyi.

"Is Lin Zhaoyi injured? Why is she wearing a veil?"

Emperor Huaiwen was a gentle monarch, even though he hadn't seen Lin Zhaoyi for a long time, he still spoke in a caring and considerate tone.

"The concubine was not injured, but she couldn't see the wind for a few days, so she wore a veil. Thank you for your concern." Lin Zhaoyi lowered her head and explained softly.

Seeing this, the emperor didn't ask any more questions. Who would have thought that Sheng Meiren would hate her for refusing to hand over Haitang, and deliberately said:

"Why can't you see the wind? Even His Majesty has spoken, can't you see?"

She covered her lips with a round fan as she said, and smiled coquettishly: "Sister Lin has such a delicate face~"

The concubine next to her looked at Lin Zhaoyi sympathetically, who knew how she offended Sheng Meiren and was targeted like this, but no one spoke up to help.

"My lord, I am not..."

Lin Zhaoyi subconsciously wanted to explain to Emperor Huaiwen, but she was shot first by Sheng Meiren:
"Your Majesty, Sister Lin is weak-tempered, even if she is afraid of getting hurt, she refuses to say that she is holding on."

While talking, she looked at Lin Zhaoyi with provocative eyes: "If sister Lin is really okay, take it off and let everyone have a look."

Emperor Huaiwen's good temper seemed too fickle at this time. He knew that Sheng Mei had bad intentions, but he still looked at Lin Zhaoyi:

"Sheng'er is right. Since that's the case, you should take off your veil. There are no outsiders here."

Emperor Huaiwen was a "Sheng'er", with a strong sense of intimacy and distance.

Lin Zhaoyi clenched her hands that were hanging under her sleeves. Sheng Meiren had seen her "face" before, so she said that at this moment, clearly wanting to send her into hell!
Lin Zhaoyi hesitated, reaching out to touch her veil, but she didn't do it.

"Your Majesty has already spoken, isn't Sister Lin picking it up? You are wasting His Majesty's time."

Sheng Meiren's delicate mouth and high-spirited posture deeply interpreted what a beloved concubine is.

Lin Zhaoyi lowered her eyes and stopped looking at her: "Concubine, obey the order."

Seeing Lin Zhaoyi bowing her head like a cute and pitiful little white rabbit who was being bullied, Sheng Meiren rolled her eyes directly while shaking her round fan.

The same facial expression is called pitiful and cute by a young and tender [-]-year-old girl, but disgusting and scary when done by a yellow-faced woman.

Sheng Meiren knew the emperor well. Although she had a good temper, she still liked beauties, otherwise she wouldn't spoil her like that.

Just waiting for him to see Lin Zhaoyi's haggard and ugly face full of freckles, he must...

"hiss--"

I don't know who made a surprised gasp, and a smile appeared in Sheng Meiren's eyes, and she turned her head pretending to be distressed with a smile on her face and said:
"Ah, sister Lin, what's wrong with your face—"

The following words came to an abrupt end, and the woman in front of her had white and delicate skin, like a shelled egg that could be broken by blowing a bomb, her eyes were moist and clear, like a lake under the moonlight.

Yingying stood there, with a half-draped blue veil hanging down her cheeks, shining like beautiful jade, almost coquettishly beautiful.

At that moment, even Sheng Meiren's eyes were involuntarily attracted to her, and she instantly forgot what to say next.

After a while, until Emperor Huaiwen's gentle voice sounded, everyone seemed to have recovered from the astonishment:
"Ai Concubine's face is very beautiful, just like when we first met, why bother to cover it up?"

This straightforward compliment made Lin Zhaoyi bow her head shyly, and also made Sheng Meiren's face sink like water.

How could this be?
It was clearly not like this the last time she saw her!

"Go in."

Emperor Huaiwen stretched out his hand to help Lin Zhaoyi while saying that, Sheng Meiren's eyes froze, she grabbed his sleeve first, and said shyly: "Your Majesty, didn't you say you want him to go to the hot spring?"

When the concubines nearby heard her artificial voice, a look of disgust flashed across their faces.

I thought I was a little girl, is it disgusting or not.

Emperor Huaiwen, who was originally attracted by Lin Zhaoyi's beauty, recovered instantly when he saw the aggrieved expression on that familiar face, and withdrew his hand that was about to help.

Lin Zhaoyi saw clearly, her eyes darkened.

Sheng Meiren took the opportunity to show her a mocking and disdainful smile, as if to say, "It doesn't matter how young and beautiful you make yourself. The emperor will always like me the most, you can't compare."

Lin Zhaoyi thought about what Jiang Tang said, and seemed to inadvertently raise her hand to take off the veil on the other side.

Emperor Huaiwen, who was about to leave with Sheng Meiren, felt a faintly familiar fragrance wafting into his nostrils, he was startled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the silent Lin Zhaoyi beside him.

In a daze, he seemed to see that person standing in front of him as cold as the moon in the sky again.

"Yu'er..."

Sheng Meiren seemed to hear someone's name called by the emperor, and before she had time to remind him that she called him wrong, she was pushed away by the man.

Then watched helplessly as he took Lin Zhaoyi's hand: "Today, Lin Zhaoyi will accompany you, and the rest of you can go down."

In an instant, Sheng Meiren's face was as pale as frost.

"Your Majesty." Lin Zhaoyi lowered her head timidly, and was obediently led away by the emperor. When she passed by Sheng Meiren, she raised her eyes and returned the same cold and provocative smile.

Sheng Meiren stood where she was, like a stone man, as if she had forgotten how to react.

Until Emperor Huaiwen left with Lin Zhaoyi, and the other concubines and princesses retreated in twos and threes, she still stood there.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go in." The maid next to her reminded her in a low voice.

She raised her head abruptly: "Get out!"

(End of this chapter)