After the lazy emperor

The same hypocritical words and deceitful expressions made Feng Ning unable to help recalling the bridge between the two of them when they first met. Because of her warmth in those cold eyes, the hypocritical words and expressions gradually became real. Why did she act in front of her, but it also caused layers of anger in her repressed and unhappy heart. She has never been a generous person, and she reminded and tried it when she met her, but he touched her at this moment. At her own bottom line, Feng Ning lowered her eyebrows, two sparks of anger danced in her eyes, and the surrounding atmosphere became colder, but except for Zi Yuqi, everyone else was immersed in the smile of Emperor Tianzi , but Zi Yuqi pretended not to see it.

Concubine Hua handed her snow handkerchief to the emperor. The emperor knew what she meant. He could feel that his lips were stained with tea because he was too focused on the existence of Ning'er's anger. Passing over the handkerchief handed over, she wiped off the tea stars and asked: "Aifei's handkerchief is well embroidered, but Aifei embroidered it herself?"

Concubine Hua Gui looked at the sky for a long time, and after hearing the words, two clouds could not help floating on her face, "Reporting to Your Majesty, this handkerchief was embroidered by my mother, and it was used as a dowry for my concubine. I have been reluctant to use it, so I just took it today." When I came out, I did not expect to meet His Majesty."

The implication is God's will, and Concubine Mei regretted that she was too slow to catch up with this opportunity to get close to His Majesty, "Your Majesty, the concubine's mother also embroidered a few handkerchiefs for the concubine as a dowry, if Your Majesty does not mind , the concubine is willing to give it to His Majesty for use."

Zi Yuqi looked at Concubine Hua's handkerchief in a gesture, and did not directly respond to Concubine Hua's plea. After a long time, she slowly parted her thin lips, "I appreciate the kindness of my concubine, and the handkerchief embroidery in the embroidery workshop in the palace is also good. "Looking up at the concubines around, Zi Yuqi said casually, "When all the concubines enter the palace, will mother embroider handkerchiefs for you as dowry?"

Xinna's concubine Qin got up and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, when the daughter gets married, the mother embroiders handkerchiefs. This is a tradition that Yu Shuo has never changed."

As soon as the voice fell, Concubine Hua continued, "Sister Concubine Qin is right. Your Majesty does not know. It is very unlucky for a daughter to marry without a handkerchief embroidered by her mother." Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Somewhere, a contemptuous attitude flashed across his eyes.

Everyone knows that the prime minister's wife passed away early, and when Concubine Hua made such a gesture unintentionally, everyone's eyes shifted to Fengning in unison. Concubine Mei knew that someone cared about Dezhiman, so of course she would not let Concubine Hua deliberately challenge her. Good show, changed the indifference when I looked at Fengning just now, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ning, don't worry too much, the concubine sister did not mean anything, if you don't have an embroidered handkerchief, sister can give it to you." You have a few to make up for the shortcomings."

The word mother has always been a knot in Feng Ning's past and present life. According to what Master said before his death, the embarrassing experience in the past life created Nalan Fengning in this life. It is clear that Concubine Mei's move is just to provoke her and Concubine Hua's unhappiness. After all, the two entered the palace on the same day, and their current status is very different, and Concubine Hua's words just now were obviously aimed at herself. She didn't say a word, she just existed, and she attracted confrontation.

The emperor's eyes were darkened, and Concubine Yu Mei didn't say a word. Like everyone else, she quietly waited for Feng Ning's reaction. Her Ning'er was not a person to be provoked. Thinking of the words in the border village, she pointed at the accumulative number of people who offended her. The purpose of her times is only to settle accounts after the fall, and her cold eyes naturally overflowed with a little interest in watching the theater.