Appreciation of excerpts from the Tribulation in the Lower World of Antarctica (excerpted from the original text "The Tyrant's Wife Controls: A Good-for-Nothing Mad Queen")
The willow branches above the moon are hanging in mid-air.
Silvery white light shines from the sky, passing through the pavilions and pavilions, exuding a cool and noble atmosphere, illuminating the earth with a hazy and magical beauty.
Outside the Lenggong Courtyard, Mo Zihan set up a barbecue grill, with some potatoes, lotus root slices, mushrooms and other ingredients roasted on the shelf, emitting bursts of fragrance.
Hearing the footsteps approaching from far away, the corners of Mo Zihan's lips raised slightly. But when he saw the person coming, he gradually calmed down.
The person who came was wearing a black brocade robe and cotton clothes, with a palm-sized circular jade pendant carved with dragons tied around his waist, and a very soft mink fur coat that hit the ground. His waist-length black hair was tied up in a random bunch.
It is draped behind her, her eyebrows are flying into her temples, under her high bridge of nose, her thin lips are slightly pursed, and her beautiful facial features make her look domineering and arrogant because of her cold eyes.
The eyebrows flew into the temples, under the high bridge of the nose, the thin lips were slightly pursed, and the beautiful facial features made the person look domineering and arrogant because of the cold eyes.
On the black brocade robe and cotton coat, a flying dragon with fangs and claws embroidered with black thread inlaid with gold rises into the sky, faintly swearing the noble identity of the owner of the robe. Although at night, the flying dragon is looming and difficult to see clearly, but for
For Mo Zihan, who has excellent night vision, the identity of the visitor was clearly revealed by his clothes.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the unattractive expression on the visitor's face, Mo Zihan asked with a smile.
Yuchi Haotian was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some embarrassment: "You... don't know me?"
"Should I...know you?"
Hearing Mo Zihan's question again, Yuchi Haotian frowned unusually.
"If we knew each other before, I'm sorry. I was poisoned before. When I woke up, I couldn't remember anything and I didn't know anyone. Don't argue with a person who has lost his memory. The worst is that we can get to know each other again."
Looking at Mo Zihan's face that made people's hearts beat, and looking at the grilled food on the shelf in front of her, Yuchi Haotian sneered: "It seems that your life in the cold palace is quite comfortable."
"You also know that this is a cold palace. Usually you don't see a soul. If you don't find something to do for yourself, I'm afraid you will go crazy."
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!" Yuchi Haotian felt a little distressed and a little angry. "How many people are willing to bleed their heads to be the queen, but it would be better for you to commit suicide in order not to be the queen. Do you think the emperor is really reluctant to chop off your head?
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"Then he didn't kill me? Now I have received my retribution and amnesia. I will spend the rest of my life repenting in the cold palace. You can stop scolding me to make things worse." Mo Zihan smiled disapprovingly.
"If I give you another chance, would you be willing to be the emperor's woman?"
"What are you talking about? The emperor and I have already been married. As long as I don't die, I will be his woman for the rest of my life."
"Do you really think so?" Yuchi Haotian asked happily.
"What's the point of thinking? Now that's the way it is. I just hope that the emperor can ignore the past grudges and treat my parents and brothers well. I will pray for the emperor every day."
Seeing Yu Chi Haotian looking at her with more and more profound eyes, Mo Zihan smiled and said: "This is your first time coming to Leng Palace, and we are old acquaintances. If you don't dislike it, why don't you sit down and have something to eat?"
"When you say that, I'm really a little hungry."
Yuchi Haotian smiled, looking at the ingredients that had been roasted to yellow and steaming, making a "squeaking" sound, and the aroma that hit his nostrils. While he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but have a good appetite.