At this moment, Jia Chang was bored and a little drunk, cutting candle flowers with her slender hands, and blood stains oozed from her cut arm. Lu Qiao looked at the trace of red mark on her arm, resentful, and raised the candlestick to put the wax.
The oil dripped onto his arm, then he threw it out in disgust, and sneered, "The original cleanness came and went again, but now it is no longer possible. The green Qiao in the past is now a red and pink skeleton. It's really ridiculous!"
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The curtain moved slightly. If you were not familiar with kung fu, you would think it was just a cold wind passing by. When the visitor sat down, Lu Qiao had already poured tea and served it, "The prince came so quickly, but the messenger was not like this at first."
As timely as possible." Hong Zhou glanced at her injury and asked with concern, "I have made you suffer, but is the injury still serious?" Lu Qiao stood up and danced around in a circle, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
The fairy-like appearance remains unchanged, even better than the scene when you and I first met." She smiled sadly, resting on Hong Zhou's back like a butterfly, holding his neck tightly from behind with both hands and refusing to let go, "Lv Qiao would rather not have this.
As a dancer, it would be better to just be a kabuki next to the prince than to meet him for the first time!"
"Lu'er, don't be willful. I still keep my promise to you in mind. You did a great job tonight. This plan of alienation not only created a gap between my imperial brother and the Mongolian prince, but also struck a chord.
His fate, you must know that his thoughts towards Guar Jiayutang have not changed for a moment. If the news of tonight's incident comes out, he and the Tong family's eldest son will definitely be criticized. It is really killing two birds with one stone!" Jia Changzai gradually let go of his hand,
I only know that the person next to me can't feel any warmth around me, "Yes, the emperor's heart for Tang Fujin is felt by Lu Qiao every day. She is so happy!"
When Hong Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, "The most taboo thing for a great businessman is the love between children, let alone coveting the wives and families of subordinates. How can there be such a holy virtue? If it weren't for Concubine Xi's ruthless power and suppression at that time, he would have been
How can you ascend to the throne of God!" Lu Qiao looked at the man in front of her, even though she didn't mean what she said, she still tried to please her, "Yes, now that the cunning rabbit is dead and the lackeys are cooked, the concubine Xi back then and the empress dowager today have nothing but plans for many years.
How sad it is to be imprisoned in Cining Palace."
"That's what she deserved. She was just trapped in a cocoon. If E Niang were alive, she would definitely be happy." Hong Zhou drank the tea in one gulp, as if to extinguish the fire of hatred in his chest, and only heard the eunuch who was calling outside shouting.
, "The Queen is here!" He stroked the beauty's chin, "For my sake, take care!" Fu Cha Rong'er's bun was slightly loose when he entered the tent, and it was obvious that he got up in a hurry, "My sister was frightened. The Emperor heard this
I am worried about the matter, so I specially ordered me to come and take a look, and I will come to see my sister in person tomorrow morning." Lu Qiao squatted down slightly as a salute, "Thank you, Your Majesty, the Queen is concerned about this, I just have a flesh wound, nothing serious, I am alarmed.
It's really a sin for the guards in the palace." The queen still had a motherly heart and said a few words of comfort.
As soon as the search for the camp was over, word spread in the paddock early the next morning. The story of the Madam Zhongtang's night party with the Mongolian prince was heard by word of mouth. Although he was in the paddock, the emperor ascended to the court in the big tent as usual, with Fu Heng as prime minister.
Fu Heng was in the first position, and the sound of mosquitoes and flies could be heard behind him. Any man would find it difficult to tolerate anything offensive to morals, but Fu Heng suppressed his anger and waited patiently for the emperor to ascend the throne.