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1689. Tyrant 6

26quot;There is gold under a woman's knees. She only kneels to heaven and her parents. Why should I kneel to you? 26quot;

Feng Miaozhi's eyes were on fire: 26quot;You have no queen and violated the palace rules. What crime should you be guilty of?26quot;

Feng Feng laughed: 26quot; Feng Zhaoyi is so sick that he crawls to worship you? You just like to step on your sisters' heads and dominate me? I'm almost well. You don't need to visit me kindly. You can go back.

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Feng Miaozhi was furious. When she heard her words again, she screamed "Ouch" and squatted on the ground, her face turned pale.

Feng Feng was startled, and several palace maids had already helped Feng Miaozhi up: 26quot;Mother, what's wrong with you? Quick...quickly call the imperial doctor...26quot;

Everyone helped the queen to leave. On the way, several imperial doctors and eunuchs hurried over, and the deserted Farewell Palace immediately became a mess.

Feng Feng quietly walked into the house with Liu'er. Along the way, Liu'er looked earthy and whispered: 26quot;Mother, will there be any accidents to the queen? 26quot;

No way? It's probably due to a fetal movement or something, and it will be fine soon.

26quot;My dear, you have to be careful... 26quot;

Feng Feng didn't take it seriously and thought to himself: What should I be worried about? This should also be blamed on me?

Under Liu'er's nagging advice, Feng Feng was still a little worried. After dark, she went to the bathhouse as usual to wash away the sweat stains from the day's exercise.

This bath is next to her bedroom, connected by a small carved red lacquer wooden door. The four corners are hung with light yellow tassels. The bath is only seven or eight square meters, surrounded by large palace lanterns, and there is a bathing platform about two meters in front.

The length and width are just like a bed, which is suitable for people to rest on after bathing.

The water in the bath was just right warm, and Feng Feng's body felt exhausted as soon as it touched the water. She lay half-ly and half-leaned against the pool wall comfortably, looking at the two pots opposite with goose-yellow leaves and light buds like tentacles.

The potted plant, with its yellow tassels against the broad green leaves and red flowers, was really beautiful. She reached out and picked a bud and held it in her hand. She closed her eyes lazily in the mist of water, feeling almost comfortable.

Fell asleep.

26quot;Your Majesty...Empress...Empress is taking a bath...26quot;

It was Liu'er's very frightened voice.

She woke up with a start, only to hear a rush of footsteps at the door. Before she could react, there was a "bang" sound, and the door of the bathhouse was pushed open hard, and a man burst in with an angry look on his face.

She screamed and curled up completely in the water, but did not dare to rebuke this 26"pervert" who broke into the women's bath without permission, because the person who came was the emperor!

The emperor was originally full of anger, but when he saw the spring scenery in this pool and saw that the flower bud she was holding was just covering his chest, he felt a bit like he wanted to refuse but welcome it. Although she had been ill for so long, she

The small body was still somewhat slender and convex. He stared at it for a few times and couldn't help but growl in his throat, making his mouth feel dry.

Feng Feng saw him standing there, wondering what he was doing in the cold palace so late at night. Looking at the angry look on his face, he didn't look like he was here to visit Feng Zhaoyi.

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