When the whole palace was buzzing with rumors that Mu Zhaozhen had ennobled Lin Cairen and Fang Cairen as noble concubines respectively.
Qiucao couldn't help but laugh at herself, thinking that in her previous life, Xiaohong must have been a shaman who knew things well.
The last time it was a rumor that Xiaohong heard from the palace people, but this time it was actually conferred in front of all the ministers, and even the decree was issued...
On the day she was canonized as a noble concubine, she sat blankly on the corridor in front of the Manna Hall, from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn.
That day, she would say that because she was just afraid of facing the fact of losing her child.[
She knew that she was an extremely bad person. Not only did she disgrace Muzi, but she also killed her own child.
I just didn’t expect that…
Before she could calm down her emotions or tell Mu Zhaozhang that she had fallen in love with him, she had to face the tragic situation of "only hearing new people laugh and not hearing old people cry."
She raised her head, glanced at the eaves that were too high to touch, and closed her eyes tiredly.
"Queen, you haven't recovered from the cold yet, why did you come out and sit here alone again? What if your condition becomes more serious and Your Majesty blames you?" Xiaohong thought softly and put the cloak on her body.
Blame? I'm afraid he is now in a soft jade, drunk and lying on the lap of a beautiful woman. He has long forgotten her as a person. How could he blame anyone for her illness?
"It doesn't matter, it's not cold now." Qiucao looked at the spring scenery in the garden and smiled sadly.
She didn't know why, but it was already late spring when the branches were full of greenery, but she felt that the wind blowing in her face was colder and biter than last year's midwinter.
She covered her mouth and coughed slightly. Her trembling hands subconsciously tightened the cloak around her body, wrapping herself tightly.
Xiao Hong sat down on the corridor and looked at the garden like Qiucao. After a while, she said, "Queen, do you plan to leave it like this?"
"Huh?" Qiucao turned her head and glanced at Xiaohong, a little confused about what she was talking about, "What's the plan?"
"About you and His Majesty."
Qiucao was shocked, lowered her eyes and said, "Otherwise, what else can I do?"
"At least tell His Majesty that you like him! Or, go and snatch His Majesty over." Xiao Hong became more and more frustrated as she spoke, "It's useless for you to sit here silently without fighting or fighting for anything! Rather than sit here and feel sad.
I'm depressed, why don't you give it a try, maybe things will turn around."