Doting on the Supreme Mad Concubine

Chapter 47
"Back to the princess, it is well known that the prince is in poor health, and traveling in winter is even more detrimental to the prince's condition, so in the past few years, the prince did not participate in the birthday of the saint." That's why those despicable people took advantage of these I just stuffed those women into the palace in the middle of nowhere, I just don't know, what is the meaning of the princess asking like this?
"You can't always push the Holy Majesty's face like this, can you?" Gentle and smiling, "If the prince is still ill and unable to attend the banquet this year, I will go for the prince, and we can't let others look at our White Palace It's low, isn't it?"

"I need to tell the lord Suye about this first." It would be fine if the concubine was allowed to attend the imperial banquet, but it would be fine to prevaricate those people, but it would be inappropriate to let her go like this before finding out the details of the concubine. .

"This is natural, but I believe the prince will not object, and I will trouble the steward to inform the prince on his behalf."

"So, Suye will leave first."

It's true that God also helped her. She was thinking about finding some opportunities to make those who trampled her into the mud suffer. This imperial banquet came at a really good time.

Township government.

Wen Xin was letting ten maidservants stand in front of her holding ten high-quality neon skirts of different styles and colors. She was walking slowly in front of the ten maidservants with a slight frown, her eyes falling on the maidservants. On the neon skirt in the hand.

Suddenly, Wen Xin picked up a narrow-waist pleated skirt with pomegranate pattern, compared it to her body, and came to the tall bronze mirror, smiled at the corners of her eyes, brows and lips, and looked at the servant girl standing beside her with her hands down. Zhu'er asked: "How is it? How about this young master wearing this?"

"Miss is inherently beautiful, so naturally she looks beautiful in anything she wears!" Zhu'er is very eloquent, and at this moment she is clinging to her, "This dress complements Miss and makes Miss even more extravagant! Master Qing will see it then , you will be so attracted by Miss that you can't take your eyes off!"

"You little girl! You really know how to speak!" Wen Xin was very helpful, "But your words made me very happy, and I will reward you with five hundred coins!"

"My servant thanked Miss!" Zhu'er quickly knelt on the ground to thank her, five hundred coins, worth half a month's silver for her!
Wen Xin was happily taking the neon skirt from another maidservant and gesturing on her body, when the maidservant's loud greeting sounded outside the door, and then all the maidservants in the room greeted her in unison: "My maidservant has seen Madame, please greet Madam."

I saw Zhao Yan'er, who was dressed in jewels and jewels, came with the help of her close maid, Jiang'er. Looking at the maid who was prostrate on the ground, she was very happy in her heart, and her voice was a little high: "Everyone Get up."

"Mrs. Xie."

"Stay back." Zhao Yan'er ordered coldly, and the servant girls came out in a file.

Wen Xin saw Zhao Yan'er, and immediately stepped forward to take Zhao Yan'er's arm, looked at Zhao Yan'er's face still wrapped in gauze, and cared affectionately: "Mother, the wound on your face hasn't healed yet, how come Just walk around at will? Mother, please sit down."

"Your father has hired the best doctor to treat your mother's injuries. I believe she will recover in a short time." Zhao Yan'er was no longer annoyed by someone mentioning the injury on her face. Gently took Wen Xin's slender and tender hand, "Mother's Xin'er is about to marry and become a married woman, no matter how sick Mother is, she still wants to come and see Mother's Xin'er, isn't she?"

"Mother!" Wen Xin let go of her hands blushing suddenly, turned her back, and was so shy, "This, this is still nothing!"

"How can this be said to be nothing?" Zhao Yan'er took Wen Xin's hand again, and smiled dotingly, "Qing Wang told your father yesterday that he wants to crown the emperor At the emperor's birthday banquet in [-], the Holy Spirit ordered a marriage, so that you can marry well, so why are you getting shy right now?"

"Mother!" Wen Xin stomped her feet blushing. If she hadn't known her true nature, she would really have thought that she was really a shy and gentle boudoir girl.

"Okay, okay, mother won't tease you anymore, anyway, the marriage between you and King Qing is done! Mother and your father don't have to worry about it anymore!"

"Mother, where is that gentle bitch?" Wen Xin's eyes suddenly became vicious, and she approached Zhao Yan'er, "My daughter always feels that she can't be kept."

"That gentle little bitch, I wanted to keep her so that our mothers and I can see her life is worse than death, but..." Zhao Yan'er raised her hand to cover the wound on her face, her eyes became vicious He was grim, and the words that came out were squeezed out between his teeth, wishing to drink his blood and sleep on his skin, "Since she is tired of her own life, let her meet her bitch mother!"

Leng Che took the lacquered and gold-edged imperial invitation from Suye, but put it aside without opening it.

"My lord, once the imperial banquet is over in two days, the king will enter the year of coronation. Will you go to the imperial banquet this year?" Others have added more ground, and King Qing, who has never let go of any grounds, will definitely use this matter to participate in the book of the master.

"The emperor's birthday banquet this year is different from the past, so of course we will go." Leng Che didn't have any doubts. He finally waited until the year of the Holy Majesty's coronation. to this royal banquet.

"Also, the concubine also wants to go to the imperial banquet. I wonder if the Lord will allow it." Knowing Leng Che's temperament that he would never change once he made a decision, Su Ye didn't try to persuade her, but only brought gentle words to her.

Leng Che pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of the gentle smile, and replied lightly: "Go and answer her, do whatever she wants, and you will go with her when the time comes."

"Suye is going with the princess?" Suye almost thought that she had heard it wrong, so she couldn't help but repeat it, puzzled, "Then who will serve the Lord?"

"I have my own black clothes with me."

"But..." Suye paused, but still asked the question in his chest, "Does the Lord not doubt that Wangfei belongs to King Qing or someone else?"

"If she really belonged to King Qing or someone else, do you think she could still get out of this wake thunder last night?" He never did anything uncertain, since he dared to let her go, he was sure that she was not someone people.

"Then, is it true that the wangfei said that she wants to cure the disease?" Since the lord confirmed it, he believed it. Then, doesn't the wangfei know that the lord's body is poison rather than a disease?
"When did Suye talk so much?" It's not that he didn't know that Suye was out of concern, but he didn't want to talk too much, "Suye, the so-called medicine is the blood of a very yin girl?"

"Exactly." Suye replied, wondering how this master who never asked about his body would suddenly ask about Yaoyin, "That's why Fairy Duyi said that encounters are rare, Suye and Heiyi It's also because I have been searching for more than ten years in the open and in the dark, but I still haven't met him by fate, Lord, can it be said..."

"Could it be that the princess is?" Su Ye suddenly realized, if this is the case, wouldn't the master be saved!
(End of this chapter)