"You're right. The Ai family has gone astray. From now on, the focus will be on those noble disciples." Luo Qingshuang sighed repeatedly.
Zhao An laughed inside when he heard this.
It really fooled her into lameness.
The current whirlpool in the court has reached an irreconcilable level. She still wants to wait for the prince to grow up, which is just nonsense.
It is estimated that it will take at most a year and a half to decide the outcome with Chen Guogong.
When the time comes, she and Chang Ming will undoubtedly die, and the so-called prince will also die.
"Since you are here, please stay and have dinner with me."
Chen Yuru waved her hand and asked people to prepare.
Pregnant women have to eat several meals a day, but each meal is very small. This is also the arrangement given by Taiyuan Hospital.
Next, Zhao An accompanied Chen Yuru to dinner. She never left the prince, and even planned how to train him.
One pregnancy makes you stupid for three years.
She was not very smart to begin with, but now she started to imagine the future. She was no longer a threat, and was just a tool to check and balance the Chen family.
After dinner, Zhao An didn't waste time and went straight to Tianyun Courtyard.
Tianyun courtyard is brightly lit.
Concubine Yun's complexion became better and better, and she took a walk accompanied by Hong Luan.
When Hong Luan saw Zhao An, she stuck out her tongue and ran away, leaving Concubine Yun standing there alone at a loss.
Zhao An walked up to her and hugged her in his arms without any explanation. She whispered: "I haven't seen you in recent days, and I heard that you had a conflict with the Queen Mother, and she was killed in front of you. I'm worried..."
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Zhao An gently stroked her warm and buttery cheek. She was suddenly stunned and nervously rubbed the palm print: "Who hit her?"
"Queen Mother, but it won't hurt if you touch it."
Zhao An smiled and put his smooth little hands on his face.
Concubine Yun was still a little uneasy. In her impression, the Queen Mother was very cruel and would cook and steam people at every turn. Zhao An was able to come back alive because he had control over the harem, otherwise...
She didn't dare think about it anymore.
Zhao An took out a delicate purse from his arms and hung it on her waist.
The purse was specially sewn by someone, made of fine silk, with lilies embroidered on one side and her name on the other. In addition, there were gifts inside.
Concubine Yun opened it curiously and saw an extremely lifelike sketch.
"Is this my concubine?"
Concubine Yun was extremely shocked.
The person in the painting is so vividly dressed in cloud makeup that he almost seems to have been imprinted in a mold.
Then she suddenly woke up and said in shock: "You, you are that Mr. Zhou..."
She had been living in the harem, but she also heard about what happened during this period. A Mr. Zhou entered the imperial court through the Holy Sect, and had a conflict with Chen Guogong. He created a masterpiece of painting and became famous in the capital.
"It's me, but it's a secret."
Zhao An entered the hall with his arms around Xiaoman's waist. Concubine Yun sat upright, turning over and over to admire the paintings. The more she looked at it, the happier she became.
"I also want to learn."
"I teach you."
Zhao An immediately found charcoal, spread out the rice paper, hugged her from behind, held her white hands and painted slowly.
Time passed very slowly, Concubine Yun smiled so beautifully, Zhao An's heart almost melted.
The pictures are only prototypes, but vivid traces can already be seen.
"You are so awesome, how did you come up with this technique?"
Concubine Yun asked herself that she had seen many powerful people before entering the palace, but those so-called famous men were completely inferior compared to the men around her.
Zhao An said proudly: "You don't even know who my husband is."
"Husband?" Concubine Yun was confused.
Zhao An responded with a smile and explained to her what a husband was, but he was actually a husband-in-law.
Concubine Yun blushed with embarrassment and whispered: "How could I possibly marry you..."
As she spoke, she showed a sad look again.
She is the emperor's woman. Once she enters the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea. From then on, the marriage is just a passer-by.
Zhao Anxin felt a headache, and he shamelessly pulled her into his arms and said dotingly: "As long as you are willing, I can ask the emperor to depose you from the palace."
"No need, I don't want to cause you any trouble."
Concubine Yun closed her eyes, with a faint smile on her lips.
Since the day she entered the palace, she has been bullied and no one loves her. Now that she is being cared for like this, it feels like a dream. How can she expect more.
Besides, Chen Guogong is still alive. Unless the old fox comes to justice one day, she will not think about her own affairs.
After a long time, Concubine Yun fell asleep, as if she had no bones and melted into her arms.
Zhao An looked at her silently, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
I was a single dog in my previous life. Although I had a lot of beauties after time travel, the only thing worth caring about was Concubine Yun and half of the Empress.
If the turmoil can be calmed down in the future, the empress must let her out of the palace no matter what, and then take her away from the capital to find a place with beautiful scenery, give birth to a few children, and become a rich man.
The night is dark.
Zhao An put Concubine Yun back on the bed.
I don't know why, every time I face her, I always feel calm like never before.
There seems to be a magic power about her that can wash away the anxiety and uneasiness in people's hearts.
Before leaving, Zhao An kissed her on the brow, and then went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion with a cold face.
"asshole!"
Wang Qinglian was getting impatient waiting. Before Zhao An could stand still, she was just talking.
"You turned a deaf ear to what I said? You left Cining Palace and went to see the Queen and Concubine Yun. What? Do you look down on me like that?"
"The queen is joking, the slave is always busy."
"You go to see the Queen Mother and the queen to understand. Why are you going to see Concubine Yun?"
"Don't you know that Concubine Yun is the queen's wife?"
Zhao An covered his face in disdain.
The latter froze, and then he thought that that day Concubine Yun suddenly walked out of Tianyun Courtyard like a madman, and went to the imperial study room to meet the emperor, but she was safe and sound. The queen even ordered the concubines not to trouble her again.
"Okay, I shouldn't hit you."
Wang Qinglian sat back with a dignified manner.
Zhao An said angrily: "What important thing do you have to say?"
"Slave dog, weren't you very hungry when you came here? Why are you so angry now? Who will help you, the Queen Mother or the Queen? Or Concubine Yun?"
Wang Qinglian's courage was extraordinary. Zhao An was so frightened that his hair almost stood on end, and he rushed forward to cover her mouth!
The little girl is dying!
If the old witch finds out, instead of steaming her, she will be hung up and whipped!
"Hmph, what am I afraid of? If you keep the harem alone, you won't even have any heirs."
Wang Qinglian lifted up her skirt, completely exposing her snow-white lower body, and then spread her beautiful legs, showing them to her heart's content.
She was not in the mood to talk about the so-called urgent issues now, but wanted to enjoy it first.
It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.
Zhao An gritted his teeth, braced himself, and put her legs on his shoulders.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
The maid outside the door covered her face and was at a loss as she listened to the movement and moans in the palace.
I don't know where Eunuch Zhao got his ability to make the empress so comfortable. When they used to serve her, they would have to deal with it.
