My Battle in Imperial Harem

But what she did to herself just now, she hit her heart heavily, and her heart was more painful than the wound on her face.

He Yuexuan wants to ask Wanqing whether she knows or doesn't know, but looking at Wen Wanqing's appearance, she doesn't dare to stay in Jiefang Hall any more. If she really asks, doesn't it mean that she admits it?

Since the last time she asked binger in the imperial dining room to give the emperor medicine, although the guards didn't find any clues, when she saw Wen Wanqing, she seemed to know everything about herself, which frightened her.

He Yuexuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and the delicate and pretty face of Wen Wanqing appeared in her mind. Her face was light, and she looked at her, as if watching her every move.

He Yuexuan's face suddenly darkened down, her body Hunran a shake, quickly back to his palace with green.

The next day.

Inside the Jiefang hall.

It's rare that Wen Wanqing was free today, so he embroidered clothes for the unborn child with Jiang Xuelian in the palace.

Suddenly someone outside the hall came to report that it was Xiao zhirou of Changqing palace who asked to see Wen Wanqing.

Jiang Xuelian sat on one side, holding the embroidery bandage's hand slightly. The needle almost penetrated into the meat. Miaoling looked at it and snatched the embroidery from her hand. She said: "good lady, you can handle it carefully. Don't hurt me."

Jiang Xuelian's face suddenly had no blood color. She looked at Wen Wanqing and said, "imperial concubine, I'd better go to avoid it first. After all, the virtuous and noble people had contacts with me. I don't want to be misunderstood by imperial concubine."

If she sat here, she was afraid that Xiao zhirou would say something improper when she came. After all, in the previous dynasty, her father was a subordinate of Xiao Shangshu, and she didn't want Wen Wanqing to be ugly because of herself.

In such a big palace, if it were not for Wen Wanqing's protection, her baby would not live long. Therefore, Jiang Xuelian is very grateful to Wen Wanqing.

Wen Wanqing could also guess Jiang Xuelian's intention, so he nodded: "Miaoling, you take your concubine to the back room to avoid. When your concubine leaves, you can come out again."

"Yes." Miaoling took the order and helped Jiang Xuelian to get up and go to the wing room behind the main hall.

When she got up and walked towards the back, Jiang Xuelian picked up the curtain and looked back at Wen Wanqing, who was still sitting in the main hall embroidered with patterns. She was a little worried.

"You don't have to worry, good lady. The imperial concubines will have a way. As the saying goes, the soldiers will block the water and cover the land. The virtuous and noble people are not as good as before." Miaoling picked the curtain for her and saw that there was worry on her face, so she calmed down.

Smell speech, Jiang Xuelian immediately nodded, this wonderful spirit as a small Gong e, all want to see more thoroughly than oneself, thanks to her or the emperor's concubine, this is not as good as her.

With a slight blush on her face, Jiang Xuelian took Miaoling's arm and went to the wing room of the inner hall to have a rest.

Miaoling immediately gave her tea and brought in the clothes that had not been embroidered just now. Then she stood by and accompanied her.

Outside, inside.

Seeing that they were all ready, Wen Wanqing said in a low voice, "go and invite virtuous people in."

With that, the needle and thread in the hand still kept on shuttling back and forth in the air like a butterfly.

As soon as Xiao zhirou came in, she saw Wen Wanqing's gorgeous palace clothes. Although there was no gold hairpin on her bun, the jade hairpin on her head was also valuable.

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