Chapter 122: Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 1
The death of the queen herself did not have much impact on the harem, but the queen's position did.
A poor woman just passed away. How many people in the harem remember this person?
After the simple funeral, everyone still lived their own lives, but the harem became more lively, and the court was also lively. The queen had just died, and they didn't care. They only cared about whose position the queen would be.
"What a thoughtful person." Seeing Mo Yan sitting in the bamboo house, Hua Feili didn't feel strange at all. Mo Yan didn't like nosy people at all. She would only feel strange if Mo Yan was still entangled in the harem.
"Have some tea when you have time," Mo Yan took advantage of Mu Ling's morning appointment and ran out. Those in Meiyuan would only think that she was resting.
"Don't want to be a queen?" Hua Feili raised her eyebrows. Xiao Zeping had been ignoring her recently, which made her very hurt. She was thinking about finding something fun.
"Okay," Mo Yan glanced at Hua Feili, "but I prefer to be a demon concubine."
Demon concubine? Nowadays, there are rumors in the harem that she killed the queen, or she killed the queen. If Mo Yan hadn't appeared, the queen's condition would not have worsened and she would not have died. Some people say that Mo Yan was under the queen's control.
The medicine was secretly drugged
Various theories say that Mo Yan is a disaster star, a blue-faced scourge that brings disaster to the country. Yin and Yang have been harmonious since ancient times. There is no reason for men to be with men, so Mo Yan is a vixen.
"I'm really worried about them," Hua Feili smiled. She really sympathized with those who offended Mo Yan. She thought they were little white rabbits but turned out to be sleeping lions.
"Why don't you enter the palace?" Mo Yan looked at Hua Feili with a half-smile, "A spy from an enemy country is here? Are you colluding with other countries?"
"You have such a rich imagination." But if that were the case, those people would definitely misunderstand it. Mo Yan did it on purpose, but Hua Feili was interested, "This is a good idea, sister, I will help you decide."
"Oh?" Mo Yan's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, "Where's your handsome boy Xiao?"
"He's just a piece of grass," Hua Feili said impatiently, waving her hands, "You and I are following each other, he's just a stinky man."
Contempt, Mo Yan looked at Hua Feili with an expression of great disdain, "So it's just a grass now."
Hua Feili smiled awkwardly. She really admired Mo Yan, but following Mo Yan was really a good choice. For the sake of her wonderful life, the handsome guy would just go aside for the time being.