The condensed and tense atmosphere was swept away.
Jiu Yao suppressed a smile and nodded in agreement, "Xiao Bai is indeed suitable. He has been complaining about boredom every day recently and really wants to go out to perform tasks."
"How about nineteen?" Since Hua Gu came back, Yan Ying simply threw the two brothers into the servant camp and put them under Jiu Yao's control. They have been busy since then and haven't asked them again.
"Still the same as before, practicing in the martial arts field every day without saying a word." He was still immersed in self-blame, and the family's glory was almost destroyed because of him, although in the end no one blamed him, and the emperor was spared.
He suppressed the matter and did not mention it because of his guilt, but in Nineteen's heart, he could never pass his own test.
"Ask him to join the palace together. Concubine Wen should also appear." Who else is more suitable than Nineteen to play the role of a disgraced empress who was thrown into the cold palace by the emperor? He didn't even need to wear a soft leather mask, he just put on Ruoruo.
Just go to the princess's mansion and pretend to be cool with a cold face.[
"He will be happy to go to the palace to relax." Jiu Yao speculated irresponsibly.
What makes people even more imaginative is that when the killer hiding in the dark discovers that the two concubines who want to kill him appear again, will he take the risk and do harm again?
I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore.
The powerless imperial concubine suddenly turned into an absolute martial arts master. I hope some people can adapt to this huge transformation.
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When I returned to the deserted house outside the palace in the evening, the sound of laughter could be heard from time to time in the small courtyard.
After waving away the guards, Yan Ying walked a few steps quickly and saw that all the family members gathered in the living room, crowded together.
In the center of the room, stood an aggrieved doll, with accusations written all over her face.
Yan Ying came in, greeted his parents, and greeted the elders one by one. Then he went straight to Ruoruo and sat down. His palms naturally rested on his wife's bulging belly, and he was separated from the child who had been separated for a day.