Schemes in Royal Palace

"You're his new pet!" The Martial Imperial Concubine suddenly raised her head. Her large watery eyes were filled with indifference, as if she was a different person.

"His Majesty has just said that I am his woman." Leng Qingyan frowned. This wangfei's words were really unpleasant to hear. What new pet? She was a person.

"Ah!" "Women?" The Martial Imperial Concubine gave a cold snort. Her beautiful eyes sized up Leng Qingyan.

How laughable, Chen Yi would treat you as a woman? You're just a pet for him when he's lonely!

"Aren't you a woman, Princess Martial?" Leng Qingyan, the Martial Imperial Consort, revealed a charming smile.

Her smile was really beautiful. It was a pity that Martial Imperial Concubine didn't like a cold smile on her face.

"The Martial King naturally regards me as a woman." The Emperor would not regard you as a woman. Who do you think you are! You're just a little better looking than the women in his harem. You'll get nothing out of it.

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For some reason, she always felt that Martial Imperial Concubine looked like a jealous woman. Martial Imperial Consort liked the Emperor.

[smirking] "No need to trouble the princess." The more Leng Yanyan thought about it, the more she felt that this Martial Imperial Concubine was targeting her. She had no enmity with the Martial Imperial Concubine! This woman was truly strange!

"Don't think that mud is anything but …." The Martial Imperial Consort still wanted to say something, but the corners of her eyes inadvertently glanced at the figures of the Martial King and the Emperor that were walking towards her. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He put away his previous indifference and smiled warmly at the Emperor. That smile was so fresh and sweet. Leng Qingyan even suspected that she was dreaming.

This Martial Imperial Concubine really wasn't simple. What a good disguise.

Such a gentle and gentle Martial Imperial Consort caused even the Emperor to be moved. He even somewhat regretted bestowing Qing`er to the Martial King.

"Qing'er, let's go!" The Martial King seemed to have noticed something as he walked towards the Martial King's consort. The Martial Imperial Consort smiled gently at the Martial King. With the support of the Martial King, she slowly stood up.

Pregnant women!

Leng Qingyan stared at the Martial Imperial Concubine's bulging belly in astonishment. She hadn't realized she'd been sitting like that just now.

As he watched the Martial King and the rest leave, the emperor's deep eyes were filled with hidden injuries …

Qing`er, do you still blame me?

A breeze brushed the emperor's face, and cold liquid gushed from his eyes.

Ziwei Hall

Xiao Shuren looked at Princess Ziwei with an enigmatic smile as she held her wine glass in her hand. This princess was truly useless. Even after such a long time, she still hadn't managed to win the heart of that slut. It seemed that he had to make other plans.

"Sister, I've done everything I could. That woman just doesn't like me." "Elder sister shouldn't look at her like that. I really have no other choice." Princess Ziwei took a delicate grape from the delicate fruit bowl and put it in her mouth. Liu Mei frowned.

"Has my sister ever met the wuwuwuwufei?" Xiao Shuren played with the golden cup in her hands as a calculating look flashed across her eyes.

Since he couldn't please that slut, he might as well have Ziwei curry favor with the Martial Imperial Consort. He had heard his father talk about the Martial Imperial Consort. That woman was once a servant of the Ninth Prince. According to his father, the Emperor once had a relationship with that woman. He believed that there was something fishy about this.

"Why did you see her?" "It was cold." Zi Wei's eyes were wide open as she looked unblinkingly at Xiao Shuren. She didn't have the slightest bit of good will towards the Martial Imperial Consort. She disdained to bother with such a cold and indifferent woman.

"All of you, go down."

Xiao Shuren waved her hand, signaling the palace maids to withdraw. Then he moved closer to Princess Ziwei and whispered into her ear. The more she listened, the wider her eyes widened.

God! This father is too dissolute. Unexpectedly, he didn't even let go of Ninth Imperial Uncle's woman.

Previously, he did not understand why his Imperial Father would bestow a servant girl to his uncle, the Martial King, who had done a great service for him. It seems like royal father does not want this matter to be exposed!

"Ziwei, go to the Martial Imperial Manor now. In a few days, the Martial King will return to his fief."

"Is this really good?"

"Believe me, this is the only way to lose your father's favor."

Under Xiao Shuren's instigation, Princess Ziwei finally nodded her head.

The rain suddenly began to fall outside the window. The sound of the rain was desolate, as if it was leaking out, as if it was crying. Crying for Princess Ziwei's ignorance.