Mrs. Feng's secret letter kept waving in her hand, so that the maid in her close body also noticed the extremely complicated change in her face, but she did not dare to say anything.

How many secrets are there inside and outside the palace?

The former is like Queen Mother Feng’s entertainment gossip, which has been rushing around many times.

However, no matter how many gossips are, they are usually gossips of widows. There are many right and wrong in front of the widows. Where can there be concubines who gossip when their husbands are still there? It is simply incredible.

"Empress..."

Feng Miaozhi came to her senses, with smiles all over her eyebrows. Since entering Yaoguang Temple, she has been in a very gloomy and dark mood every day. Today, Fang raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to fold the secret box, but he was still worried. He lit the candle and placed the secret box on the fire. With a puff of the burnt smell, she still savored this feeling.

"Zhang Yan, come here..."

Zhang Yan was the name of the maid. When she saw the lady, she finally smiled. She laughed and followed her. Feng Miaozhi gave a few instructions like this, and then Zhang Yan stepped down.

That night, Feng Miaozhi couldn't sleep all night.

I've been immersed in that shocking mood and can't extricate myself.

Oh my God, there is such a shameless woman in this world?

Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor was really deceived by her?

Which man in this world can tolerate a woman as naughty as a woman?

Such a woman should be soaked in a pig cage and nailed to death on a stone tablet. She should have taken off her clothes and was punished by a pole. She should have hung a torn shoe and dragged her out to parade, and was scolded by thousands of people... Thinking of this, Feng Miaozhi's body shivered with excitement.
Chapter completed!