first concubine

Chapter 1317 The situation is surging.

It is said that the nose is the nose, and the eyes are the eyes, which really makes people have to believe it.

Zhan Yu gave him a cold look, let him break his forehead, and didn't let him get up, but said grimly: "After all, you are not as good as Li De, he has been by my side for such a long time, he should What should not be said, he never crossed the line at all."

Hearing Zhan Yu mention Li Delai, Meng Ping knelt on the ground and kowtowed, a flash of resentment flashed across his face, and his eyes were full of vicious resentment.

A dead man is still in his way.

I can't wait to crush him to ashes, but Li De's current fate can be regarded as crushed. There are not even ashes left, they are all scattered in the wind, and there is no bones left.

Thinking of this, he felt a little bit of relief.

He was resentful in his heart, but he had to be convinced in his mouth, "It's the old slave's fault. From now on, the old slave will definitely not dare to say more."

He kept kowtowing, and saw a pair of coiled dragon boots flashing past in front of him, the man had already left the gate of the hall, leaving him kneeling there alone, with blood dripping from his forehead, shocking, and resentment in his eyes.

Wiping the sweat and blood off his face, this night, he had some calculations in his mind.

Zhan Yu finally went to Chaoyun Palace, sent everyone away, and went by himself, thinking in his heart, if she went there, she would have rested long ago, so it would be better, if she hadn't rested yet, he would accompany her with her.

Chaoyun Palace is not far from Xuanzheng Hall, and it is only separated by a garden from Qixia Palace in Tianyi. The concubine's bedroom is set not far from Xuanzheng Hall where the emperor handles political affairs, so that the emperor can go there directly after finishing his affairs.

When he arrived at Chaoyun Palace, he walked under the shadow of a plum blossom tree. His body was shrouded in the shadow, and he couldn't see clearly. From a distance, he saw two figures standing in front of Chaoyun Palace. The light and shadow, the falling halo shrouded the body of the woman under the lamp, dizzy with warmth, and looked very warm.

It was Liu Yanjin and her personal maid.

She wore a light-colored cloak, folded her hands, and kept looking in the direction of the Xuanzheng Hall, looking a little anxious.

The maid beside her seemed to be persuading her, but she kept shaking her head stubbornly.

Zhan Yu could imagine what they were talking about now. It must be the maid who persuaded her to go back, but she refused to go back and waited for him stubbornly. How long have you been here.

Suddenly, I felt a little dull in my heart.

In this world, deep affection is the most unbearable.

After Zhao Zishi's death, he finally understood a little bit about sex. The so-called sex is the result of painstaking efforts. Liu Yanjin has feelings for him, but he has no intention of treating her, so he has let her down.

There is always something that I can't bear to let her down even more.

Zhan Yu turned back and went back to the Xuanzheng Hall, and asked Meng Ping to send a message to Liu Yanjin, saying that he would visit her next time because things were busy.

It's just that this time, Zhan Yu himself doesn't know how long it will be.

After the night there, Liu Yanjin fell ill, and Zhan Yu sent many imperial physicians to see her. They all said that she had suffered from a cold, coupled with depression in her heart, so her body became weak and could not be cured for a long time.

He would visit her once in a while, and her spirit would improve, but it would not improve after all.

This illness has been lingering for more than three months, and the world is also seriously ill with her, becoming turbulent and treacherous.

Moreover, the half-year agreement between Qiu Yinong and Zhan Yu is coming soon.

(End of this chapter)