Hongyun almost started to cry: "Empress, you must not go. Your Majesty will be furious..." Your Majesty favors other concubines. If Feng Zhaoyi goes to "catch the evildoer", wouldn't the world be in chaos? How could Your Majesty favor Feng Zhaoyi?
How can she tolerate such actions?
The rules in the palace are to follow the right master and follow the wealth of the whole life; if they follow the wrong master, the master will be thrown into the cold palace, and the servants will not turn over. They have just enjoyed the benefits of Feng Zhaoyi being favored, and the palace maids inside and outside,
Who wouldn't be so flattering when he saw Feng Zhaoyi? Now that he was impulsive, he wanted to destroy his future and would definitely implicate himself and others, so of course he immediately tried his best to stop him.
Fangfei looked at their panic faces, and her stomach hurt like a heart. But she still couldn't hold it in any case. What did Luo Jia promise? During her pregnancy, she didn't go to other women, now
?What is it now?
She continued to move forward decisively, at least, she wanted to go and see! Look at the great Emperor of Northern Emperor, when his words were true. A liar, he was a liar, who had been deceiving himself all his life. It was obvious that
He said it was a princess; it was clearly a prison, but he said it was a palace.
Hongyun and Hongxia were trembling. Although they didn't know what His Majesty had said, the love words they said between men and women did not tell the world that His Majesty favored other concubines, which was natural. Why should Feng Zhaoyi interfere?
However, they didn't dare to stop Feng Zhaoyi's appearance, so they could only follow behind with fear.
In the Glazed Hall, the spring scenery is in full bloom.
The two of them snuggled up, and they were in love with each other. Zhang Jieyu fully performed her talent and singing and dancing. Now it was time to perform at the bed and sleep. She was half-clear with Luo Shang, revealing her slender waist, slim figure, and fair skin. She compared herself with the plum blossoms.
She is noble and thinner than yellow flowers. This is what she has always been most proud of. It is also something that women in northern China do not have. Their big and thick are so vulgar.
At this moment, she was serving His Majesty gently and was about to enter the official stage of pleasure. Outside the door, footsteps suddenly came, Gao Miao's panic voice: "Your Majesty, no, Feng Zhaoyi is here..."