This time, she came to burn incense.

For the flesh and blood in the belly, I ask for the Buddha's blessing.

This is also the palace rules - I don’t know who made the rules. Any pregnant concubine will come here for a while, and over time, it will be passed down unwritten.

The rules are a bit ridiculous. Although this place is not a legitimate cold palace, it is a convention and everyone is tacitly aware of it. Although there are real concubines who support the elderly and believers in Buddhism, another identity here is indeed the place where the concubines in the cold palace go.

Feng Miaolian didn't understand why pregnant concubines came here to worship: on one side the cold palace was deep, and on the other side the glorious and glorious ones were glorious - was it to highlight her own happiness in comparison with other people's misfortunes?

The palace maids lead the way, and cigarettes linger.

Queen Feng’s prayer journey was not arrogant, but she was not low-key, and she still had a minimum temperament.

The former queen Feng Miaozhi was not a deaf person. When she heard the music of blessings sounded over and over again, the teachers in the nunnery shouted "Empress..." again and again, her heart was about to bleed.

This damn woman dared to come here to show off.

Especially when she saw Empress Feng walking over in a wide robe, the palace maids around her were supported and served in every detail, she was completely angry - her jealousy was almost broken.

Why did she get pregnant?

Why?

A sinful seed.

Damn evil seed.

Sisters looked at each other.

Feng Miaozhi was also very haggard and grew old overnight.

She was wearing a blue shirt and robe, and her hair was practicing. Her glory and beauty had faded away, leaving only the past that could not be looked back on was like the wind. She was actually so young, several years younger than Feng Miaolian, and in her early twenties and a few years of palace career, everyone had a broken heart.

Relatively speechless.

All eyes are full of hatred.

After a long time, Feng Miaolian broke the deadlock because she saw the screen, a group of maids quietly retreated. The maids were dressed in plain clothes, but there was a lot of charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Feng Miaozhi, you'd better not make any small moves."

Feng Miaozhi was furious: "What are you talking about?"

Feng Miaolian smiled faintly: "Do you think I don't know those little moves?"
Chapter completed!