Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 571
Zhu'er followed the sedan chair, Feng Yanli paused, took a complicated look at Nalan Ying, turned around and walked out.

Nalan Ying sat on the bed, her eyes that were originally agile were covered with a layer of dust.

"What's the matter with the Empress Dowager? What's the matter with the Empress Dowager?" Nalan Qiuting's nervous voice suddenly came from outside. She was wearing a pink and white cloak, wrapping her thin body tightly, A delicate little face was full of anxiety.

Seeing her rushing in, Nalan Ying couldn't help but raise her eyes slightly.

"Sister?" Nalan Qiuting took half a step back in panic when he saw Nalan Ying.

"You are late, the Empress Dowager has already been sent back to the Hall of Showa!" Nalan Ying said calmly.

"Yes, that Qiuting disturbed my sister!" Nalan Qiuting gave a slight blessing, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Nalan Ying stopped coldly.

"Sister?" Nalan Qiuting paused, turned around, and looked at Nalan Ying in fear.

"Why did you frame Feixue?" Nalan Ying asked coldly.

"Sister, what are you talking about? Why did my sister hurt Feixue? If it wasn't for her, my sister's child is still fine now. She is the one who is obviously vicious. Why are you blaming my sister?" Nalan Qiuting looked at Nalan. Shadow said.

"Obviously it wasn't made by Feixue, but someone must have tampered with that medicine pot!" Nalan Ying said coldly.

"Sister, tell me, who did the tampering? Is it the Empress Dowager? Don't say anything else, just say that I am pregnant with the flesh and blood of her Feng family. She can kill her great-grandson with her own hands." ?" Nalan Qiuting sneered.

Nalan Ying didn't speak, but her eyes became more stern.

"Also, do you think it's that girl Luluo? You're wrong. Although that girl doesn't have my heart with my sister, she really doesn't have the guts to harm my child now!" Nalan Qiuting said triumphantly.

"Nalan Qiuting, the Empress Dowager did not treat you as well as you imagined. Don't forget, the night you were with the Emperor, and the next day, a guard died in the Hall of Zhaohe!" Nalan Ying frowned and said.

"So what? Sister? What do you mean?" Nalan Qiuting looked at Nalan Ying resentfully and said.

"What I mean by this palace is that the one who was with you that night was not the emperor himself!" Nalan Ying said word by word.

"Nalan Ying!" Nalan Qiuting's face turned pale with anger, and his eyes shot into Nalan Ying's face like knives.

"Slap!" Nalan Ying slapped Nalan Qiuting's face with a slap, and said mockingly, "You called my name?"

Nalan Qiuting trembled all over, covered his hot cheeks and said hoarsely: "You are so despicable, how dare you say such a thing, you are not afraid of insulting the emperor!"

"Why would I insult him? He was kept in the dark and didn't know the truth!" Nalan Ying sneered.

"What about the Empress Dowager? Do you also regard her as blind?" Nalan Qiuting asked unwillingly.

"I'm afraid that she is not blind, but she directed this scene!" Nalan Ying said coldly.

"You are really crazy. You can say such things. It doesn't matter if you insult me. Don't involve the emperor. What have we done? Anyone who is not blind can see the situation clearly. The emperor's pajamas The stained blood, and the pain on my body, do you think they are acting like you thought? You are thinking too much!" Nalan Qiuting teased.

"Nalan Qiuting! Don't be obsessed, sooner or later you will suffer the consequences!" Nalan Ying looked at her coldly and said.

There was a cold smile on Nalan Qiuting's face, she only heard her say: "If that day really comes, Qiuting will have no regrets!" Go in the direction of the hall.

In the Buddhist hall in the Hall of Showa, the sound of wooden fish was heard, and the candlelight like beans reflected on Nalan Qiuting's pale face, making it even more cold and lonely.

Behind him was Feng Yanli who stood there silently, and beside him was Zhu'er with a troubled expression.

"The side concubine has been here since the night, and she has been kneeling there to beat the wooden fish, praying for the empress dowager. She was originally not well. Now, she has been kneeling all night. The servant is really worried that something will happen, so she has no choice but to invite her." Your Majesty, come here!" Zhu'er said.

Feng Yanli didn't speak, but walked out.

Nalan Qiuting knelt on the futon, his eyes were black and blue from not sleeping all night.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, her eyes sank, but her hands didn't stop. She only heard her say: "Didn't I say I won't leave? I won't go back until the Empress Dowager wakes up. Don't waste your money." Scheming!"

Feng Yanli just frowned upon hearing this.

Hearing the footsteps that did not disappear from behind, Nalan Qiuting turned around in surprise, met Feng Yanli's gray eyes, quickly stood up from the futon, bowed his knees to salute Feng Yanli: "Qiuting has seen the emperor !"

"Aren't you tired from kneeling?" Feng Yanli asked him softly while standing beside her.

"Tired!" Nalan Qiuting lowered his head and suppressed the light in his eyes.

"Why do you insist on kneeling here when you are tired?" Feng Yanli looked at her puzzled.

"Qiuting just hopes that the Empress Dowager can wake up as soon as possible, and that the Buddha can see Qiuting's sincerity!" Nalan Qiuting said softly.

"Oh!" Nalan Qiuting suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" A hint of doubt flashed in Feng Yanli's eyes.

Nalan Qiuting subconsciously rubbed his knees and said, "It's all right!"

"Let me take a look!" Feng Yanli noticed her movement, and asked her while squatting down.

"No, Your Majesty, don't watch it!" Nalan Qiuting hastily avoided his touch.

"Let me see!" Feng Yanli said in a deep voice.

Nalan Qiuting's body trembled for a while, he glanced timidly at Feng Yanli, and stretched his legs in front of him.

When Feng Yanli saw her trouser legs, he hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand for a long time without dropping it.

"Your Majesty, don't look at it!" Nalan Qiuting said sadly.

"You set it up yourself and let me have a look!" Feng Yan said out of his mouth.

"Yes!" Nalan Qiuting struggled with his eyes, and finally rolled up his trouser legs consciously.

The bruise under the knee immediately made Feng Yanli's eyes sink.

"I've already kneeled like this, how can I still kneel here?" Feng Yanli frowned and looked at her.

"Qiuting just hopes to pray here, so that he can feel at ease!" Nalan Qiuting said in a low voice.

"I can't blame grandma for liking you so much, and you are the only one who really cares about her. Every time something happens to her, you are always by her side, but only my grandson, who is a little Unqualified!" Feng Yanli laughed mockingly.

(End of this chapter)