Look, not only herself, but even the palace people are worried about this problem. She suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Why isn't it like before? Everyone hides it from herself, letting herself know nothing, and is not upset! Isn't it the best thing to do with an ostrich?
Why can’t everyone help but tell themselves? It turns out that if you know some things, it’s not a good thing! Why bother! Why bother!
"Empress Zhang, you don't have to worry about this anymore!"
Empress Zhang couldn't believe her ears: "Empress, what did you say? If Xiaohe gets older, it would be bad if she comes to clean up in the future. Moreover, you know, her backer is Zhang Jieyu, even if she doesn't look like her. Xiao Lian is so loyal, but she will still collude with each other for the sake of interests. Zhang Jieyu is very difficult to deal with. When their power is established, then you will be weak. What should you do? You are simply It won't be their opponent..."
She answered very simply: "Not care!"
"Empress..."
"Empress Zhang, I know you are for my own good..." She sighed softly, "You are the ones who treat me the best in this palace!"
Empress Zhang's eyes were slightly moist: "Empress, you...why are you doing this? The palace is a cruel and ruthless place. If you are soft-hearted for a while, people will completely oppress you... In the cold palace days... Empress, you have to think twice. …”
The days of the cold palace, the days of the rats!
Who said that he would never go back to the past?
Moreover, it’s not that I am soft-hearted! The world here only depends on one man! Do you have to learn from Empress Lu and chop Xiaohe’s hands and feet into the pit? She nodded and was still very gentle: “Empress Zhang, You go and do your business, I have my own sense of responsibility.”
Empress Zhang looked at her a few times and retreated uneasyly.
Fangfei looked at this magnificent bedroom alone, and for a moment, she felt a little dazed - so depressed and so dark, at the dusk when the snow was falling, she was in this room, waiting for dawn or dark, I don’t know if I want to welcome the flowers to fade or bloom.
In the blink of an eye, three or four years have passed. I am trapped here and can never make decisions on my own!