"Take her down and don't let anyone see her again!"
King Lu's voice was like a messenger from hell, which made Mother Lu feel sad.
The ugly girl is always in the sky and falls into hell. No one can control what is waiting for her at the next moment. Only the king can control her life and death. , her joys and sorrows.
I’m so ugly and I’m going to go with my grandma.”
He walked out of Ting Yuxuan's bedroom.
Outside, the moon was half-circle, hanging coldly in the sky.
The mustard is used to flood the steamed buns and Yanlu is wrapped around the trembling basil.
I'm so sad. Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine tomorrow."
Zhou Zheng, you are just like my nanny Yalin. Penghao misses nanny Yalin so much."
A pitiful sound of coughing and coughing was heard, followed by a sneeze.
牉牎AO阏夂⒆ Sakura, don’t say any more. Hurry up and go inside before we talk. Be careful of freezing."
He walked towards Lingfei Palace.
The palace officials in the palace were killed by the mustard.
She is in charge of the women in Lingfei Palace. They are all the king's people. They all have a common name, Lingfei. They accompany the king and are treated as concubines. They are superior to others. However, they are not human either. Because they are all just the shadow of one person. That person is a woman named Linger.
Everyone in the palace has heard that the woman was a slave. She died on the altar, but she will always live in the king's heart.
The king collected these women like crazy.
No matter which girl the king accepts, the king should not accept a ugly son.
Aunt Lu sighed.
Zheng Jun
牐犈铄锄槿饯五月狠狠
Damn it, my poor child."
Only the two of them would call her child.
In front of others, she is one of the many spiritual concubines who will remain forever.
really do not know
The king took the wrong medicine, and actually brought this ugly slave to the Lingfei Palace and became a Lingfei.
This ugly slave's spiritual concubine does something different from other concubines.
She became a spiritual concubine, but she still held the job of a lamp-holder. However, the person she held the lamp for was not a concubine, but the king.
The king is also unpredictable.
When he was happy, he called the ugly slave and pampered him angrily.
He was unhappy, just like today, he tortured this ugly slave a lot.
Alas, fate!
Grandma Lu sighed...
When the sun comes up, it's like the night never came.
The morning breeze wakes up everything that is sleeping.
Penghao also woke up. As soon as she woke up, she saw Nanny Lu arranging breakfast on the small table.
"Chou'er, wake up, use it quickly."
Grandma Lu turned around and saw that Penghao had woken up, so she smiled and came to help Penghao.
"No, mama, I'll do it myself."
Penghao struggled a few times but did not get up. Her body was really too weak. The past few months of hardship had made her unable to become strong even if she wanted to.
"Okay, don't be brave. Chou, come here, mama will help you. After breakfast, go back to your palace quickly. I don't know when the king will call you today. If the king knows, you are here with me. , it won’t be good.”
Aunt Lu helped Penghao finish her breakfast.
Then he helped Penghao back to the palace of Concubine No. 7.
Every Ling Fei here was called Ling Fei by the palace maids. At the same time, they only had one name in King Qi's mouth, and that was Ling Fei. Every woman named Ling Fei also had a different name. Qi When the king is happy, he calls them Ling'er, and when he is unhappy, he calls them by their nicknames. Penghao is no exception.
As he entered the palace and saw the hanging Qi, Penghao felt a pang in his heart. Yes, Qi, she was just his Qi.
He collected many women who looked very similar to her, and he gave them the title of spiritual concubine. However, he would never know that the person he was looking for was right next to him. He was his
The concubine in the seventh room.
Yes, she will never let him know. In this world, she has nothing but her children, so let her guard the love deep in his heart. Maybe she will even
The opportunity to be a lamp-holder slave around him is gone.
Until she dies! She just wants to be his lamp-holder slave, letting her live beside him forever and look at him.
Penghao was in a daze, thinking about her own worries. Aunt Lu held her in front of the mirror and dressed her up. She didn't respond either.
"The king sent the concubine Ling to have a meal."
The shouts from the Zhidou people made Penghao's little face, who was sitting on the embroidery chair, suddenly turn pale.
Zheng Jun
The beaded flower in his hand fell to the ground.
I am so proud of my wife and let my servants groom and dress my wife, the king will not wait for anyone."
There was a kind of comfort in the sound of Zhou Zhi's voice. Her hands fell on Penghao's thin shoulders.
Zheng Jun
The ferocious cow is like a pitiful little kitten that has been caught.
He was dead, but he still struggled instinctively.
I only give it to my wife if I have to give it to you."
He was walking in front of him. Step by step, he walked towards the luxurious and majestic hall.
In the Huantai Palace, palace people shuttled back and forth, holding dishes in their hands and serving them like water.
The bed was in ruins. She could only see pairs of feet darting back and forth in her sight.
He lowered his head, came to the front of the hall, knelt down on the high dragon chair in front of him,
The great king of Dao Ban Dao."
Hand over your umbrella!
The voice of the king was very plain, and there was no trace of the anger from last night.
It’s so beautiful to be able to finish eating and die in silence.”
The sound of the sound made Penghao's heart skip a beat when she heard it. It was Mrs. Yuyuan, one of the most beloved wives of King Qi Wei. She was also her dearest Miss Tangjiang.
Concubine Anan, please enjoy your meal."
The King's voice still sounded without any trace of anger.
"It's quite contradictory to be in a state of disbelief."
Mrs. Mu's sweet voice sounded, and Penghao didn't dare to raise her head. She buried her entire face in the vegetables.