Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 19
The corner of her mouth was smiling, her gait was light, but her hands were tightly tearing off the handkerchief, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, her beautiful eyes were full of power, and she walked to the edge of the flowers in three steps at a time.

Her personal maid, Su Yuan, went up to greet her, before she had time to say hello, saw Concubine Zhou gritted her silver teeth, curled up in a sneer, without saying a word, just slapped her down.

Su Yuan was ignorant, with an expression of ignorance, but he didn't dare to dodge. He received the slap, the finger marks on his face were still there, and he knelt down with a plop: "Ma'am, please forgive me. Please, please!"

When that slap went down, Qi Xiang grabbed Hualou's arm tightly, and his whole body was tense. Hualou just looked at it like that. This palace is really a place that eats people without spit out bones. Even Zhou It has become like this.

"Sister Zhou, you are so angry."

A crisp voice sounded from behind, like an oriole, but with indescribable laziness and charm.

Looking at the source of the sound from the painting building, another woman came down slowly from the sedan chair behind her. She wore a pink dress with a skirt that trailed the floor and a ribbon around her waist, showing her graceful figure even more. With a celadon-colored coral hairpin stuck in her hair, her face looks like a lotus from a distance.

The maidservants on the left and right gently supported her, she seemed to be really weak, but the smile curled up at the corner of her mouth and the smug look at her eyes were bright and slightly dazzling.

Hualou had met Zhou Kui a few times before, and the girl who came down behind her looked familiar to Hualou, she seemed to be someone close to Zhou Kui.

"It turned out to be Jiang Miao?"

The palace maid behind her exclaimed, Hua Lou frowned slightly, and heard such words before she could ask a question.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why has she also become the master?" The maids in Dongyuan seem to be familiar with each other, and they are all new here, only to hear another girl ask: "What do you say?"

"What else can I say? Your Majesty went to Concubine Zhou's place and casually joked that Jiang Miao was like a masked Xi Shi. Concubine Zhou got angry and sent her to the Clothes Bureau."

Jiang Miao walked over in a leisurely manner, and said, "Sister Zhou, I left in a hurry that day, and I didn't take away a few things that I loved. I didn't have to, but they all came from the hands of the emperor. Your majesty As I said, people are precious, so I came back to get it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhou Mao's response, she walked towards the original residence like green smoke, took it out before a stick of incense burned, saluted Zhou Yao slightly, and left.

She knows Zhou Wei's temperament, so the master she chooses in this harem will not be like Zhou Wei, nor will she be like the one who left just now. Once she is favored for a while, she thinks she has won the whole sky!

Hualou finished thinking, but also felt panicked in her heart, wasn't she like this back then?

Now she is like an outsider, watching this group of women vying for favor and beauty, it is very wonderful: "Donghe, it's just like this, I'm afraid it's calmer, I always remember when you said you like to be lively when you were in the mansion, you always let her Come and sit in the mansion." Hualou murmured softly, and Qi Xiang, who was at the side, turned around and asked, "What are you talking about, sister?"

The painting building froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm saying, this palace is really lively."

Concubine Zhou's face was distorted with anger, and her hands trembled slightly: "Why do you work on errands, didn't I ask you to send her away?"

(End of this chapter)