In fact, she had walked up and down this corridor countless times every day. It was so familiar that she was no longer familiar with it. However, at this moment, He Anyuan felt that walking was so tiring and so long.
The Western wall lamp was obviously on, but the light felt so dark.
I opened the door and sat beside the bed. The water-pink curtains flew up due to a gust of wind as I opened the door.
He Anyuan did not turn on the light, and stood still for a long time, clenching the handkerchief so hard that it broke into pieces. After a long time, she finally spoke out and shouted: "Xiaoyun!"
Xiaoyun appeared quickly.
She walked into the room, turned on the light, lowered her head, and called in a low voice: "Miss."
He Anyuan's back was facing Xiaoyun, her figure was gently wrapped in thin silk, so enchanting and beautiful.
She squinted her eyes, looked very pale, and remained silent without speaking.
Her eyes were half-lidded.
The long eyelashes began to tremble like rain butterflies. After a while, a layer of sadness gradually appeared, and then there were crystal teardrops stained on the eyelashes.
Like a water hibiscus, it is exceptionally beautiful.
After a long while, she stretched out her hand, took the handkerchief, touched the corners of her eyes, turned her head, her face was gloomy, and her tone was naturally cruel and sharp.
"Xiaoyun, make arrangements to get rid of that woman!"
Xiaoyun stood there for a long time before she understood the meaning of He Anyuan's words. She just felt a cold feeling behind her back and couldn't help but said: "Miss, is this okay? What should I do if the young commander blames me?"
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He Anyuan sat on the imperial concubine chair, glanced at Xiaoyun coldly, then curled her lips very elegantly and smiled, "With the help of the young master... keep an eye on her. Once she makes any move,
Tell the young master, and then make arrangements for her to die next to the young master..."
Xiaoyun showed a look of surprise.
"Xiaoyun understands what the young lady means... The young master has always hated her. If she dies next to the young master now, no one will doubt the young lady. And the young master
"Shuai, even if you are really angry, you can't really kill the young master... After all, he is the young master's nephew. Miss, your idea is really wonderful! Very wonderful!"
