Xiao Lian walked over a few steps: "Who are you calling the vixen?"
"Some people are born with slutty foxes, Su Daji..."
Concubine Zuo Shu walked as she spoke. She was half a head taller than Xiao Lian and much stronger than Xiao Lian, but she was afraid to go against her tyranny because of her power.
Xiao Lian was going to catch up, but was grabbed by Zhang Jieyu.
"Sister Xiao Lian, Your Majesty is waiting for you..."
"Yes, Your Majesty is waiting for us sisters. Humph, it's a bit ugly. No wonder Your Majesty doesn't want to look at her more... In this life, you will only have the life of being in the cold palace..."
Women, especially those who are conceited and beautiful, are even more uncomfortable when they hear people say they are ugly than being heartbroken. Concubine Zuo sneered: "Look at how long can you be rampant..."
Zhang Jieyu pinched Xiao Lian's hand and said deliberately: "Sister, Your Majesty will definitely like the soup you made."
"Yes, Your Majesty likes the ginseng soup we prepared the most. Your Majesty has worked so hard these days, so you have to make up for it. Sister, let's go quickly. No matter those jealous old and ugly monsters, you can't even think of your Majesty's favor in your life.
The ugly monster…”
...
Concubine Zuo was so angry that she broke off a plum blossom, pinched it in her hand and rubbed it to pieces. She still didn't dare to provoke Concubine Xiao Lian. The lesson she taught last time was still fresh in memory.
Passing by.
She watched the two beauties heading towards the Lizheng Hall.
Angry, painful, and helpless.
Two palace maids surrounded her and whispered: "Empress, let's go back."
"You guys go and find out if there is any news."
"yes."
"I don't believe it, this slutty fox will not get any punishment."
In the evening, Luoga raised his head from a large number of memorials.
Winter is the time when the northern country is very leisurely, but it is the busiest time on the battlefield. If there is nothing wrong in the country, it does not mean that there is nothing wrong on the battlefield.
Only then did I realize that the real reason for the defeat was that in this mountain of memorials, there was a large amount of military information that I had not read carefully, nor did I make a timely reply.