Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Not related to the emperor?

The tone of this sentence is very big, which is exactly Shu Di, Miao Fanmen and Chang Mingzong's attitude towards the people in the royal family, and I also understand better that their purpose this time is indeed on me.

I looked at him with a smile: "If you don't relate to the emperor, wouldn't he come? Where is he now?"

The young man proudly said, "When he comes, he will come naturally."

"..."

It seems that the emperor's sacred car over there is completely controlled by them.

In that kind of place, even if something really happened, it was called Tiantian should not be called, and the earth was not good, but depending on their appearance, it should not be that they would directly attack the emperor.

It's just my daughter ...

Thinking of this, I turned around and looked at Qinghan involuntarily. He seemed to understand immediately. I must be worried about the good words now. I nodded my head gently. I also understood his gestures. Wonder The man at the door now treats me like this, and indeed, as he said, there is no danger to the good words.

Thinking of this, I was relieved for a while, and slowly walked into the main hall while holding Qing Han.

Although this palace was used by the emperor, it is still very different from the palace I saw in Beijing before. This palace is also not the same as the palace in Beijing. It has a style similar to that of the Yan family. There are only a few in the hall. Beams had nothing, giving a feeling of extreme openness, and even some silence.

I helped Qinghan enter and sat on a soft mat.

Xiao Yusheng and Cha Bixing sat beside us, and the attendants who followed us stood behind us, looking very cautious.

And the young man, as well as the officials, the powerful gentleman, slowly walked across from us, and first pleaded guilty before sitting down slowly.

As soon as they sat down, I frowned immediately: "Where is your gatekeeper?"

The young man looked up at me: "Miss Miss wants to see the host?"

I said, "Don't he want to see me yet?"

The young man: "Why does Miss want to see him?"

I do n’t like this feeling very much. I thought I could see the Yemen master as soon as I entered Xi'an. This time, he still has n’t shown up, and the whole scene seems to be under their control. The slight coldness around me made me feel a little angry, and said, "Why do I want to see him, don't you know?"

"..."

"I want antidote!"

The young man turned his head to Qing Han and said, "The owner of the antidote will naturally give it, but before that, there are still some things to deal with."

"What matters?"

"We want to invite two people to see one person first."

"Who?"

I don't know why, when I heard him say that we would meet someone, I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and subconsciously grasped the hand of Qing Han, and then heard the footsteps of two people coming by. One footstep is very light, but the other footsteps are very heavy. At the first hearing, you can feel that you are an old man, and you are a serious old man.

I looked back subconsciously, and saw a flash of red shadow, and Alan helped a person come over.

At this moment, my breath was choked.

Because the person she helped over turned out to be Zhao Shuyuan!

This old man is older than I was when I saw her in Gantang Village. I do n’t know how much. She turned her white hair into a puppet, and flashed almost desolate silver in the sun. Her eyes seemed a bit dull, But it's clearer than it used to be.

I couldn't react for a while, just looked at her stupidly: "Shu Yuan ..."

The light cold hand in his hand trembled immediately, and he turned to look at me with an incredible expression on his face: "You, what did you just call her?"

At this time, I was completely flustered, and the emotions that I thought I could control turned into a mess in the first place. I thought about it too much, but I never thought that when Miao Fanmen met, Just push this person out.

Zhao Shuyuan, mother of long princess Pei Yuanzhen.

It could also be--

I ca n’t wait to cover my mouth, but Qing Han has completely heard it and understood it in an instant. He looked up, looking at the helpless old man, her eyes were blank in this hall. I glanced up and then fell on me, blinking slightly: "Is it you?"

"..."

"Ms. Yan, are you?"

"..."

It was inevitable, but I didn't even know how to respond to her, and just looked at her complicatedly.

Seeing that I ignored her at all, Zhao Shuyuan became helpless for a while, and then turned to look at Alan: "You just said, let me come and meet someone. Who are you going to see? Is it just to see Miss Yan? "

She usually used to intervene, and even Alan, who had never been in the right shape, seemed a little serious at this time. She looked at me and didn't speak immediately, she seemed hesitant.

And at this time, I finally understood why she appeared halfway and gave me the bottle of medicine.

They must not let Zhao Shuyuan come over to face a comatose Liu Qinghan.

At this time, the hand in my hand was shaking a little uncontrollably, and when he felt a little force, he would stand up on his own, and I grabbed him subconsciously. As soon as he came out from Zhao Shuyuan, From the moment I heard who she was, the whole person seemed a little rushed, and suddenly I grabbed my hand. He immediately looked back at me, as if asking me why not let go.

In his opinion, this is the mother of the eldest princess Pei Yuanzhen, the mother of his dead wife.

He didn't seem to realize that.

Alan glanced at me and Qinghan again, realizing that the two of us were somewhat deadlocked, she held Zhao Shuyuan's hand and said, "Old man, we asked you to come here to see you- — "

Before she finished, I interrupted immediately: "Wait a minute!"

Alan raised his head and looked at me.

I was panting, and the whole person was shaking. After interrupting her words, she immediately frowned and looked at the young man: "Shu Yuan is so old, why do you want to invite her here?"

The young man realized that I was already angry, and stood up from the soft mat and said, "We did this for the sake of the cause."

"great cause?"

"Naturally it's about the identity of Liu Gongzi."

As soon as I heard it, my heartbeat worsened a bit, for fear that he would say something irreversible again, and hurriedly said, "What does his identity have to do with the cause?"

Seeing that he was about to speak, I immediately raised my finger at him: "I warn you, don't talk nonsense!"