Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 690 Suspicion
When her father planned to cooperate with Murong He, An Xiuhui felt from the bottom of her heart that Murong He could not be trusted.

"Niangniang?" Seeing her frowning thoughtfully, Lu Yin asked softly, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," An Xiuhui smiled, then turned around, ready to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

At that time Murong He was talking to Concubine Rui, probably because Concubine Rui amused her, so she couldn't help laughing.

"What did the Holy Majesty say to Sister Ruifei again? Why are you smiling so heartily?" An Xiuhui smiled, walked up to the two of them step by step, bent slightly, and saluted respectfully in the direction where Murong He was. .

"The empress doesn't need to be so polite, get up." Murong He had a little smile on his face as always, but An Xiuhui knew very well that he began to doubt herself.

"The concubine has met the empress," Concubine Rui obediently saluted, then looked at Murong He, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Recently, the Supreme Emperor's health is not very good. Qin Tianjian gave a suggestion, saying that if the palace is happy recently, it will help the Supreme Emperor. I wonder if the Queen and Concubine Rui have any good solutions?"

"The concubine thinks that there are only two concubines and concubine Rui in this huge harem, so she is a bit lonely." An Xiuhui smiled softly, "The concubine was already preparing to choose a concubine for the sage a few years ago."

When Murong He listened to her words, there was no wave in his eyes.

After so many years, An Xiuhui still didn't have half of his place in her heart.

In her heart, she is not her husband.

"The empress is virtuous, I believe that the empress will take care of all matters related to the draft." Murong He was silent for a while, and finally raised his lips, and said in a deep voice, "I want to go to the Great Buddha Temple in two days, for the Supreme Emperor Pray for blessings. Do you want to go with the queen?"

"The affairs in the palace are busy, and it's really hard for the concubine to get away. Why don't you let the concubine Rui accompany the Holy Majesty." Sensing the slight anger in Murong He's tone, An Xiuhui still had a calm smile on her face.

A quarter of an hour later, when An Xiuhui's figure had completely disappeared from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Murong He angrily smashed down a good inkstone on the imperial case!

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Concubine Rui knelt on the ground in a panic, and said tremblingly.

"After so many years, she still doesn't love me! She doesn't care about me at all!" Murong He sneered, his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Your Majesty...maybe...maybe the empress is just focusing on the overall situation. Your Majesty must not get angry. If you hurt your body, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?"

Murong He lowered his eyes slightly, covering the complex emotions in his eyes.

"That's all, the left and right matters have nothing to do with you, you can step back first, I want to be alone."

"Chen and concubine retire."

It wasn't until the moment she walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation that Concubine Rui felt that she had come alive.

When she entered the palace back then, her father had told her to accompany a king like a tiger.

But these days, Murong He has always loved her very much, and Murong He is gentle and elegant, with a personable demeanor.

So Concubine Rui forgot, she forgot that this handsome looking man was an emperor.

Hanshuang Temple.

Concubine Chen was pruning evergreen branches. After listening to Concubine Rui's words, she turned to look at her with a smile in her eyes, "Concubine Rui, do you know the reason why the emperor is angry?"

"Rui'er doesn't understand." Concubine Rui shook her head lightly, her beautiful eyes were full of doubts, "but the Queen's attitude towards me is somewhat unpredictable."

It stands to reason that she is the most favored woman by the emperor after the empress.

But she could not see the slightest jealousy and dissatisfaction in the queen's eyes.

"Doesn't the queen love the Holy Majesty at all?" Concubine Rui finally came to such a conclusion after deliberating for a while.

"An Xiuhui is a smart and very scheming woman. If she hadn't entered the palace and completely disrupted the situation in the palace, today's Great Yong Dynasty would not have undergone such a big change!" Concubine Chen sneered, her tone full of embarrassment. Sarcastic, "Xie Wanru in the past was as stupid as a pig, if she hadn't trusted An Xiuhui so much..."

Thinking of the dead empress and concubine He Gui, Concubine Chen felt an indescribable melancholy in her heart.

Even though it happened only a year ago, it feels like a lifetime away.

The former empress and concubine He Gui fought all their lives, but in the end An Xiuhui solved it silently.

The agency was too smart to calculate, and it wasted Qingqing's life.

"Auntie?" Concubine Rui looked at Concubine Chen's serious expression and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"Aijia is fine," Concubine Chen gave a wry smile, finally put down the scissors, gently held her hand, and said earnestly, "Ruier, you are not the Queen's opponent, so you just need to live well. This Life in the harem is difficult and dangerous, and there are endless tricks. In short, you have to listen to your aunt and don't be too affectionate, remember?"

Concubine Rui nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Fengluan Hall.

After An Xiuhui returned to the palace, she began to look through Xiu Nu's picture album.

Lu Yin looked at her, hesitated to speak.

"Speak straight."

"Your Majesty, I heard from Eunuch Fu that after you left the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, the Holy One was furious and even scared Concubine Rui very much." Lu Yin looked at her and said cautiously, "Your Majesty, you...what are you doing for? Woolen cloth?"

"Lu Yin, I am the queen."

"Your Majesty, you don't care about Your Majesty at all, Your Majesty..."

"Who says I don't care about the Holy One anymore?" An Xiuhui smiled lightly, and said indifferently, "Send someone to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to bring a message, and say that I want to invite him to have a meal together."

"Okay!" Lu Yin nodded hurriedly, and her mood became much clearer.

At dusk, Murong He stepped into the gate of Fengluan Hall.

Originally, he didn't want to come, but his legs couldn't help coming here.

But when he walked into the hall, he frowned slightly.

"Empress?" The faint candlelight flickered in the air, and the candlelight was bright or dark.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Your Majesty," An Xiuhui personally brought up the finished steak, her eyes gleaming with joy, "You're here? This concubine thought...you wouldn't come."

"Queen, this is?"

"Candlelight dinner, a candlelight dinner for He Lang and Xiuhui." An Xiuhui smiled playfully, then took Murong He's hand, and walked to the table that had been set up in advance.

The two stood facing each other and began to eat.

An Xiuhui suddenly raised a glass of wine in front of her, and smiled wryly, "My lord, do you doubt my concubine's feelings for you?"

(End of this chapter)