The naughty little beast concubine

Chapter 47 The Concubine's Dream
In Weiyang Palace, the imperial concubine was full of hesitation, and Xiangying beside her was also restless.

The god mastiff knows his family, so he shouldn't have come back for so long, it's really worrying.

Xiangying hesitated, but still expressed her concerns. "Your Majesty, what if the snow fox bites us badly and chases us?"

"What are you afraid of? Something that has no guts." Concerning this point, the noble concubine showed a calm attitude, "This palace is for the emperor's good, can he still avenge his kindness? Besides, this palace has already informed the queen mother, she will not just sit idly by of."

"But didn't the emperor have a feud with the empress dowager? Maybe that's why her old man lost power. Can talking work..."

"No matter how bad the queen mother has been, she has raised the emperor for many years. She always has to read her kindness and listen to what she says. I'm talking about you, why are you afraid of becoming like this? I have to support you when the sky falls! I have you In one day, you will have a good life."

Regarding the relationship between the empress dowager and the emperor, there are different opinions in the palace. The most common guess is that the empress dowager killed the emperor's beloved.If this is the case, the imperial concubine will be at a loss.

Not to mention that the Queen Mother had to agree to the Yunshen Mastiff's entry into the palace, and she asked the Queen Mother to talk about it afterwards, wouldn't that add fuel to the fire?

I wish it wasn't so...

"Your Majesty, what if...the emperor doesn't listen?" There are countless people who died under his words in the past, and every face predicted that they would be the next innocent souls.

Thinking of this, Xiangying couldn't help shivering.When I looked up, I realized that the window was opened too far, so I closed it by hand.He took another blanket and put it on the imperial concubine.

"Shut your stinky mouth for Bengong, if your mouth is full of bubbles, you can simply sew it up!" The imperial concubine tightened the blanket, "Go get some letters from the general and burn them for Bengong."

The imperial concubine has a domineering temper, and even the letters from the general are never carefully burned, instead they are kept in a small box as a souvenir.

Xiangying felt strange, and the weather was getting worse gradually, and her heart was gradually beating.

"It's the empress." Shaking his head, what was he thinking, the imperial concubine's father is a general, it's impossible...

"Strange, it's starting to get cold in July?" the imperial concubine muttered, Xiangying went to burn the letter, but there wasn't even a maid in the palace who could handle her.

"Come here!!", "Come here!", "Usually, you are all dead if you are rewarded, so where are you going to die now!", "These damned ones will be wiped out!" , "Get out soon?!"... "Come here, give me a breather if you are dead!!"

The imperial concubine was wearing a blanket and cursing, strangely, Weiyang Palace is the most noisy place on weekdays.Why can't anyone be summoned today?Even Xiangying, who had been gone for a long time, never heard back.

It yelled for a long time, and there was no other movement except for fallen leaves drifting in from the corner I was looking at.

"Come here..." The imperial concubine collapsed weakly on the bed, "Get me something to eat...Come here..."

Come on...

come on man...

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared at the corner where the hope was placed, it was him, it was the husband, it was the emperor...

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you today!"

"No... Your Majesty, don't. The concubine... The concubine is all for your own good." Why is it so hard to please... The concubine tried her best to argue, always hoping that he would understand herself in the next moment.

However, the long sword that was shining white had already been stretched into the throat, and the wet viscous liquid oozed out from nowhere, making the table dirty.But there is no pain at all, is he dead?

This is how the princess felt when she died.

Why...kill me for a beast?
"My lady—what's the matter with you, my lady?" Xiangying shook the imperial concubine who was slowly falling asleep, the whites of her eyes kept turning, and she didn't know what dream she had.

(End of this chapter)