Chapter 138 The Entanglement of Past and Present Lives
The same hypocritical words and hypocritical expressions made Fengning couldn't help but recall the scene when the two of them first agreed. Because of her, those cold eyes became warmer, and the hypocritical words and expressions gradually became real. Although she didn't know it at this time,
Why did he act in front of her, but it also made her depressed and unhappy heart filled with anger? She has never been a generous person.
, he had explicitly and implicitly reminded her when they met, but at this moment he touched his bottom line. Feng Ning lowered her eyebrows, her eyes were dancing with two angry icy fires, and the surrounding aura began to be...
Sen became cold, but except for Zi Yuqi, everyone else was immersed in the emperor Tianzi's smile, but Zi Yuqi pretended not to see it.
Concubine Hua handed her snow silk handkerchief to the emperor. The emperor knew what she meant. He himself could feel the presence of Ning'er's anger on his lips just now because he was too focused on it. There was a little tea star on his lips.
He handed over the handkerchief, wiped off the tea stars, and asked: "My concubine's handkerchief is well embroidered, but my concubine did it herself?"
Concubine Hua had been looking at the sky for a long time. After hearing the words, two clouds appeared on her face, "Reporting to Your Majesty, this handkerchief was embroidered by my mother as a dowry for my concubine. I have been reluctant to use it, so I will take it today."
When I came out, I unexpectedly met His Majesty."
The implication was that it was God's fate. Concubine Mei regretted that she was too slow to catch up with this opportunity to get close to His Majesty. "Your Majesty, my mother has also embroidered several handkerchiefs for my dowry. If your Majesty doesn't mind it,
, I am willing to give it to Your Majesty for your use."
Zi Yuqi pretended to look at Concubine Hua's handkerchief, but did not directly respond to Concubine Hua's request. After a long time, she slowly opened her thin lips and said, "I appreciate your kindness, and the embroidery workmanship of the handkerchief in the palace is also good.
"Lifting his eyes to look at the concubines around him, Zi Yuqi casually said, "My dear concubines, will your mother embroider handkerchiefs for you as dowry when you enter the palace?"
Concubine Qin of Xinna stood up and said with a bow: "Yes, Your Majesty, when the daughter gets married, the mother embroiders handkerchiefs. This is the tradition that Yu Shuo has never changed."
As soon as her voice fell, Concubine Hua continued, "Sister Concubine Qin is right. Your Majesty doesn't know something. It is very unlucky for a daughter to get married without a handkerchief embroidered by her mother." She glanced at her from the corner of her eye.
He reached somewhere, and a contemptuous attitude flashed across his eyes.
Everyone knew that the prime minister's wife died young, and Concubine Hua said this unintentionally, and everyone's eyes turned to Feng Ning in unison. Concubine Mei knew that someone cared about De Zhiman, and of course she would not let Concubine Hua go.
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He changed his indifference when he looked at Feng Ning, and said with a smile: "Ning Guiren, don't worry about it. My sister, I don't mean it. If you don't have an embroidered handkerchief, my sister can give it to you."
A few to make up for the shortcomings.”
The word mother has always been a knot in Feng Ning's past and present life. According to the words of Master, the sad experience in the past life created Nalan Feng Ning in this life. The past and present lives are one, so it is difficult to forget, and the reason is still clear.
It is clear that Concubine Mei’s actions are nothing but
He wanted to provoke displeasure between her and Concubine Hua. After all, they entered the palace on the same day, but their statuses are worlds apart. Concubine Hua's words just now were obviously directed at her, so she didn't say a word.
Merely existing leads to confrontation.
The emperor's starry eyes narrowed, and Concubine Yu Mei didn't say a word. Like everyone else, she was quietly waiting for Feng Ning's reaction. Her Ning'er was not someone to be trifled with. Thinking of what she said in the border village, she pointed at the accumulated offences.
The purpose of her visits was just to settle accounts after the fall, and her cold eyes naturally overflowed with a little interest in watching a show.