Gongmen Chunhan

Chapter 42 Visiting Nalan Yuyan
"Miss, miss????? The second miss is here" Xiaocui saw Nalan Yuzhi walking towards Chuxiu Palace from a long distance, she hurriedly hugged the things in her hand and turned her head to call inside.

"Here we come!" exclaimed in surprise, then put down the broom in his hand and trotted.

Nalan Yuzhi straightened her clothes, afraid of losing face, when she entered the door of Chuxiu Palace, she saw her sister waiting by the door, seeing that the injury had healed a lot, she felt a little relieved, but Thinking of the framing in front of the Lafayette, I immediately became angry.

"My sister is doing well!" Holding Nalan Yuyan's hand, she had a bright smile on her face, and she turned her head to look behind her as if she didn't recognize her.

"Lafayette loves me very much, it's okay, what are you looking at, sister!" After saying that, he turned his head to look.

"Look at what my sister does on weekdays?" She said lightly, but the words were very sarcastic in other people's ears, and looked around with a bit of curiosity.

Nalan Yuyan pulled out a coping smile and pointed to the broom next to her, "I just sweep the floor on weekdays and serve Lafayette".

"Long live Lord is really true???" Hearing this, he was a little angry, and he walked over Nalan Yuyan's palm and looked at the delicate palm. With a bit of crystal.

"It's okay, my sister thinks it's very good here, my sister, don't be like this, now that my sister is in favor, maybe the Long Live Lord will be kind enough to let my sister go back to the Hall of Yangxin to serve her!" Gently patted the back of Nalan Yuzhi's hand, bitterly Gotta laugh too.

"Why is sister like this, who framed her?" Nalan Yuzhi took Nalan Yuyan's hand and sat down on a stone stool beside her, looked around for a while, and then asked cautiously.

"I don't know, but this matter must have something to do with Concubine Zhen. In the past, Concubine Zhen was favored, but since our sisters entered the palace, Lord Long Live has spoiled our sisters. Maybe Concubine Zhen has a hatred for us for stealing her. Pet, that's why you plotted to frame me." Thinking of Concubine Zhen, she was full of hatred, and a flash of ruthlessness flashed in those beautiful eyeballs.

"Concubine Zhen, it doesn't look like it! Lord Long Live, I haven't seen Concubine Zhen for a long time." Since the day my sister was kicked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Lord Long Live has never let Concubine Zhen serve him, and even let Concubine Zhen Go to a temple for a short stay.

"But who in the palace will hate me for being favored except the precious concubine?" She looked at Nalan Yuzhi suspiciously.

"It's true, Concubine Jin and the Queen's Long Live Lord are long gone, and now there is only Concubine Zhen left, but Concubine Zhen will not be able to come back after praying for Lafayette in the temple for a while, let's But what to do?" Nalan Yuyan asked urgently.

"I've asked Xiaocui to investigate, if it's Zhenfei who did it, I can't spare her," gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

"Okay, if my sister has anything to do, please send someone to pass it on. Now my sister is kicked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation by the Lord Long Live because of Hualiu. Of course, the Lord Long Live still remembers this in his heart. My sister shouldn't come here often, otherwise Long Live The Lord will also use this matter to talk about my sister. At that time, none of our family will be favored, and they will be kicked out of the palace soon, just like Ama said. For our future life, for the sake of Nalan's sister. Hold on well, only our sisters can work together to get through this difficult time," sobbing pitifully while holding Nalan Yuyan.

"I will, my sister should take care too." She patted Nalan Yuzhi on the back.

The two chatted for a long time before going back separately, and Nalan Yuyan continued to sweep the floor without making a sound.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor has been drawing, and Jiuyue stood aside quietly grinding the ink, and did not look at what he was painting, but his mind drifted away with the painting.

After the emperor finished painting, he lifted up the painting and happily called Jiuyue to come and see it.

Jiuyue turned her head and saw that the person in the painting was a woman wearing a flag dress leaning slightly on the edge of the rockery, her facial features were full of elegance, even her movements were so graceful, Jiuyue was stunned After a while, he said, "This is Concubine Zhen!"

"Yes, in this painting, it was when she first entered the palace. Her temper was very fierce. When she comes back someday, you may see her bad temper if you go and have a look." It's like holding something precious. Showing off to September.

Jiuyue blinked her eyes lightly, for some reason, she felt a little bit more uncomfortable when she heard this, and even her eyes were a little bit more sour, she lowered her head and continued to grind.

"What's wrong, you don't believe it!" He asked.

"My servant has seen Miss Zhen, she is a kind person." Jiuyue raised her head and said without expression.

"Just you praise her" pointing at Jiuyue with a smile, and then called the five sons outside to come in and take the things down for mounting.

Jiuyue pursed her lips and chuckled, then turned her head to look at the emperor, then withdrew her gaze, put down the things in her hands, and stepped back to wait.

"Come with me to Tianlong Temple tomorrow to see how the concubine Zhen is doing!" The emperor walked around the desk and walked to the kang, sat down and said with a smile.

"I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow, the slave has to go back to Lafayette!" Jiuyue didn't want to see it, and she had resisted it for a long time in her heart.

"Lafayette allows you to go out with me." The emperor said directly regardless of Jiuyue's words, drinking tea, and then crossed his legs on the kang, took a book on the side, read it and stopped talking.

"The slave should go back and prepare some things first, and come back to serve the Lord Long Live tomorrow, okay?" The words were said slowly without any effort, as if the master was like a creature whose soul had been hollowed out.

"En!" The emperor responded without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)