first concubine

Chapter 261 A theatergoer. 2

Chapter 261 A theatergoer. 2
Bai Yuan's forehead was a little cold, and a line of sweat was indeed shed.

No one in the harem knows that the emperor is the one who likes to watch theater the most.

Sitting and watching the intrigues and fights in the harem gave him incomparable joy and joy, and comforted his loneliness.

He couldn't help asking again: "Your Majesty, Princess Eleven is dead, and her body is in Qianqiu Palace. She can't come back."

Baiyuan reminded Zhan Yu like this every time, but Zhan Yu always smiled coldly and disagreed.

Just like at this moment, he smiled and shook his head, his words were cold: "Yes, she is dead, but one day, I will bring her back to life."

"The emperor..."

Bai Yuan felt stuck in his throat, not knowing what to say.

This is the Emperor's obsession.

Unwilling to discuss this further, Bai Yuan changed the topic and asked, "Since you think there is something wrong with Qiu Yinong, do you want your subordinates to send someone to watch?"

"Do not."

Zhan Yu gently swung his sleeves, his eyebrows became more and more serious: "This palace is too lonely, I just want to watch a play, watch it carefully, it will be wonderful."

From the first time Qiu Yinong appeared in front of him to the time she entered the palace, she was as smart as a warrior, how could she not smell the smell of conspiracy?

However, Qiu Yi is strong and is a master.

He likes to watch the games of masters, and masters of strategy are especially his favorite.

"Then do you think Qiu Yinong is responsible for the Queen's matter?" Bai Yuan always felt that what happened tonight was a little weird.

Zhan Yu waved his hands in dismay: "Paper can't contain fire, the truth will always surface."

He closed his eyes, feeling a little tired between his brows, and said: "I'm going back to the eldest princess. I'm tired and don't want to see her. She wants to see the queen, so let her go."

The last three words to let her go are particularly heavy, and there is a faint gnashing of teeth.

Where does this hatred come from?

"Yes."

Bai Yuan retreated and went to report to Yongle.

The Begonia Spring Garden was filled with desolation, Zhan Yu's cold face was gloomy, infinitely sad, and he whispered coldly: "Eleventh, I am not afraid of you coming back, I am afraid that you will come back, and there will be no escape."

Qiu Yinong went to Fenglai Palace early.

With the emperor's order, there was no one to stop him, and he entered Fenglai Palace smoothly.

Fenglai Palace is a prestigious central palace, naturally extravagant and luxurious, but now, it has become Qiu Fengyi's cold palace.

It's funny to say, in the past, when she was the eleventh princess Zhao Zishi, Qiu Fengyi often came to the palace as her companion.

Occasionally, she would take Qiu Fengyi to Fenglai Palace to find her mother. Qiu Fengyi was shocked by the splendor of Fenglai Palace and envied her. After returning to Qiufu, she named her yard Fenglai Pavilion.

Fenglai Palace Fenglai Pavilion, only one word is missing, but it is a world of difference.

After all, it was also because of the drive of wealth and power that Qiu Yinong climbed to the position of queen by any means.

Feng came to the palace in a strong autumn mood, and felt extremely ironic.

Approaching the main hall, Qiu Fengyi sat on the beauty couch with a slightly haggard face, with a restless expression, and unexpectedly saw that the eldest princess Yongle was already there, sitting on the pear flower chair, still looking graceful and luxurious, with her hair in a bun High pull, meticulous, dignified and extravagant.

Qiu Yinong thought, really want to see this woman crying in panic.

Don't worry, she will see it soon.

"The servant girl sees the empress, the eldest princess." Qiu Yi saluted the two people according to the etiquette system with a thick smile, and beckoned Yaoxi to put the gift she brought on the table.

(End of this chapter)

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