Liang Luyuan's expression also changed in a flash.

Originally, he just looked sick and embarrassed, but now his paleness revealed a cold blue color. "Juan'an, Juan'an, I've been through these two days in vain. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have been so confused."

"What the concubine means is that she also suspects that the queen has tampered with her?" Juanan was very afraid that her suspicion would turn out to be true.

"How could there be so many coincidences?" Liang Luyuan thought about it carefully. The heartache relapsed only after the young prince was born, and Yao Guiren insisted on sending the child to Lecheng Hall to be raised. "After dinner, go and ask the imperial doctor to come over.

Look, don’t stand out.”

"Nuo." Juan An knew that the imperial doctor Liang Taifei was talking about was referring to the imperial doctor Wei who had been helping Lecheng Palace. "Don't worry, imperial concubine, I will pick a time to invite the imperial doctor Wei over after dinner."

"Yes." Liang Luyuan was a little dizzy at this time: "Juan'an, help me go back to the room to rest."

"Be careful, concubine." Juan An couldn't let go of this matter. She just felt that today's Lecheng Palace was no longer the same as before. Every move of the concubine was under the control of the queen. As expected, let alone fetching the little prince.

After raising him, it is not easy to save his life.

But how to resolve the current crisis?

At this time, the Jiade Palace was extremely lively. There were also many concubines who came to give gifts, just because the wedding date of King Qinghe and Mei Shu has been set, which will be ten days later.

The concubines who received the letter naturally came to congratulate him.

After all, he was someone close to Deng Guiren, who married the emperor's younger brother.

"Thank you all for your kind words." Meishu stood in front of the people with a smile. "I really deserve it, this slave."

"Sister, don't say that. From now on, you will no longer be a slave. You will be the majestic Princess of Qinghe. She is no different from us. Talking like this is just a joke." Li beauty Li Miaoke said with a slight flattery.

"Isn't that beautiful sister." Ding Meiren Ding Yousu also agreed. "From now on, you will be the mistress of Qinghe Palace. You are the same as our sisters. Remember to come back and see us when you have time."

"Of course I will." Meishu enjoyed the feeling of being flattered and flattered. Even though these people were just beauties who were not usually favored, it also made her feel proud. No matter whether King Qinghe liked her or not, she would

She is the only royal concubine of Prince Qinghe.

"Sister, you don't know yet. Originally, His Majesty planned to set the wedding date for more than twenty days later. I heard that when King Qinghe came to the palace early in the morning to discuss affairs, he asked for His Majesty's favor and decided to set the wedding date for ten days later. Although the date was

It's a bit rushed, but it's enough to see clearly how much King Qinghe cares about his sister. He really wishes that his sister could enter the palace earlier." Ding Yousu smiled from ear to ear.

"Isn't it?" Li Miaoke kept saying nice things: "King Qinghe is so impatient, how much he cares about sister Meishu. He is probably hoping that his sister will get married quickly. In this cold weather,

There are also people who warm the bed."

"What did the beauty say?" Mei Shu turned away somewhat uncomfortable.

These two people just thought she was shy.

"Hey sister, you are not ashamed. Isn't it a matter of time before you become a wife?" Ding Yousu said enviously: "King Qinghe doesn't have a concubine yet, and you are the only one in the palace. Isn't it a matter of time that you will be pampered every night?"

My good sister, when you have time, you should go to the Taiyuan Hospital to find some good prescriptions. If you don’t take care of your body, you can get a man with just a few clicks. Then King Qinghe will not hurt you to the point of your heart."

It would be great if it could really be like this. Mei Shu smiled against her will. She didn't ask for favors every night, she just asked for a man. As long as King Qinghe could slowly accept her, it would be fine. Allow her to serve by his side like this day by day.

, Yu Yuan is enough.

After listening to such words for a while, Mei Shu couldn't resist anymore, so she found an excuse and sent them away.

Turning around and walking to the side room, I saw Deng Sui lowering his head and doing embroidery seriously, and the hatred in my heart slowly surged up. "I see that the young lady is in good spirits today, but did you sleep well last night?"

Deng Sui raised his eyes and saw the smile on her face, and felt a lot more comfortable: "Of course I slept well. I slept until dawn."

Thinking about it, she felt hypocritical. Meishu couldn't see the slightest hint of concealment from her face. "It's also difficult for the young lady. It's rare for the palace to have such a good day to sleep until dawn. The young lady has been doing this since she entered the palace.

I have put so much effort into it, but I can see it, but I can’t help. From now on, even if I want to stay by my side, I won’t be able to..."

"Silly girl, I have told you a long time ago that I hope to see you find a good home." Deng Sui put down the silk thread in his hand and stretched: "As long as you live a good life outside the palace, then I will be happy.

.”

Isn't it? I'm living a good life, so naturally King Qinghe won't bother you. My role is nothing more than to help you prevent him from harming you. Even if you know that he doesn't care about me at all, even if he treats me as charity.

I, to you, don't matter at all. Mr. Deng, Mr. Deng, your heart is too cruel!

I've been with you for so many years, but I didn't notice it at all.

You are a good person, but your mouth is like a Buddha but your heart is like a snake. You are really good at acting.

"What are you thinking about?" Deng Sui was surprised when he saw the solemn look on her face and some strange glints in her eyes. "Is there something on your mind?"

"Oh, no." Mei Shu lowered her head and calmed her expression: "I'm fine, slave."

"Don't hide anything from me." Deng Sui took her hand and sat next to him. "There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

So, Mei Shu sighed: "To be honest with you, Miss, when King Qinghe was under house arrest by the Queen, I secretly met with him. At that time, I would have caused trouble to Miss. I was very careful and did not dare to tell you.

Ming. Please forgive me."

"Since we've already been there, it doesn't matter." Deng Sui was unwilling to pursue these matters. After all, she knew that Mei Shu really liked King Qinghe. "Then what?"

"At that time, King Qinghe ordered the slave to ask the emperor and the lady for mercy and cancel the marriage. He also told the slave that he had no affection for the slave at all, and asked the slave to make such a unnecessary sacrifice and wrong himself." When she said this, Mei Shu said

His voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs.

This made Deng Sui sound very worried, and he held her hand emotionally.

"The young lady knows my slave's temperament and is never willing to force others." Meishu smiled a little awkwardly: "But these days, the slave has never come up with a good idea. How can I not harm the young lady and ask your majesty to take back my life?"

, ended the engagement with King Qinghe. Just when I was puzzled, Miss, you went to Zhangde

The palace begged His Majesty to set a date for the marriage, and also ordered the servants in the palace to prepare the wedding items for the slave. To be honest, the slave was very grateful, even though the slave knew that the man had no intention of marrying the slave at all.

For selfish reasons, I am even more unwilling to tell you what King Qinghe asked me to do. I am just thinking about how to explain to the prince in the future."

"Why didn't you tell me these things earlier?" Deng Sui couldn't help but feel distressed: "Since he begged Your Majesty for a marriage, he shouldn't have left this problem to you to solve."

"Miss." Meishu was disgusted with the woman in front of her, but her expression was as usual. "I just don't want to cause you any trouble. I don't want you to come forward to persuade King Qinghe. I know that King Qinghe is looking out for you.

Come on, no matter how reluctant you are, I will agree to it. But in this case, won’t you become a slave and be forced into marriage?”

"Silly girl." Deng Sui sighed faintly: "You know, many of the feelings in the world are developed gradually. Even if there is no love now, it does not mean that King Qinghe will not be tempted by you in the future. But in person

As a man, I will stand upright and promise you a thousand pieces of gold. Since he proposed to your majesty to marry you, he cannot regret the marriage. Fortunately, the matter has been settled now."

"Yes." Meishu suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of fear: "I just can't understand. King Qinghe clearly doesn't like me and has already rejected this marriage. Why did he suddenly agree to it again? He also set the date.

Ten days later...what is going on? Is King Qinghe forced by pressure?"

Mei Shu thought to herself, after all, I have been with you for so many years, if you are willing to confess, then forget it.

Who doesn't have selfish motives? It's understandable that you want to get rid of King Qinghe.

However, Deng Sui didn't know what she was thinking at all. He only said: "Perhaps King Qinghe has thought about it. Besides, it is indeed a bit hasty to get married in ten days, but since we have to get married sooner or later, we should get together earlier."

In life, I can also cultivate your friendship earlier. Maybe King Qinghe has thought of your benefits."

Even now, she is still so brazen.

Meishu was deeply disappointed and just smiled bitterly: "I hope it is as the lady said. Even if I don't have the blessing to accompany King Qinghe to grow old together in the future, I will definitely not return to the palace to embarrass the lady."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Deng Sui patted the back of her hand gently: "Girl, you have never been able to hide your words before, but now you seem to be worried every day. In fact, I understand what you are thinking.

, King Qinghe also understands. Instead of being upset because of these uncertain things, it is better to think about how to make your husband like you.

.Meishu, you sometimes have an irritable and strong temper, especially when you encounter things. You are not allowed to be like this in the future. You must know that in ten days, you will be the wife of King Qinghe, and every move you make will represent Qinghe.

The majesty and honor of the royal palace, you must know how to advance and retreat, and understand human feelings. You must never be as petty as before."

"What the lady said is true, and this servant has remembered it." Meishu smiled softly.

"Just remember it." Deng Sui patted the back of her hand. "It's almost noon, so hurry up and have something to eat so that someone can help you prepare your dowry."

"Yeah." Mei Shu lowered her head, her eyes sore.

She always thought that the young lady really treated her well. But when all this became an illusion created by her, the sadness in her heart was really beyond words.

King Qinghe, you really love and respect my young lady. Otherwise, with just a few words from him, he would be so angry with you that you would advance your marriage. I wish she would be jealous and angry. But do you really think that a woman who values ​​her status and future like this would do it for her?

Are you jealous of an insignificant King of Qinghe? Her ambition is so great, how can she see you...

Meishu returned to her wing with a smile. After closing the door, she felt her cheeks were stiff and the corners of her mouth were numb. "Liu Qing, I want you to fall in love with me, we'll see."

Not long after Mei Shucai returned to her room, Liu Zhao walked into the wing quietly.

There are two pots of plum blossoms in the side room. The fragrance is distant and clear, which makes people feel comfortable.

"You would just be lazy here." Liu Zhao's voice was full of tenderness. "The people around you are getting married, so why don't you help buy some things?"

"Your Majesty." Deng Sui quickly stood up and saluted: "Why are you here at this time?"

"We just finished discussing the political affairs, and I'm a little tired. I just thought that the lunch in your palace is good." Liu Zhao held her soft hand and frowned: "How long will I have to be a female prostitute if my hands are so cold?"

"I'm just afraid that my fingertips will be too cold and stiff, so I think about moving around. How do you think your majesty looks at Xipa?" Deng Sui held up the embroidery he had embroidered for two days in front of him. "This is my own drawing.

It's embroidered. The lotus flowers on parallel stems are in pairs. Isn't it beautiful?"

"You are skillful and can embroider well. This is also a good idea." Liu Zhao pinched her fingertips and suddenly wanted to ask her if she had prepared these things for herself when she first entered the palace. However, she said

It came to my lips, but in the end I didn't ask.

"Your Majesty." Wu Leng's voice was very soft.

However, Liu Zhao still frowned dissatisfied: "What's the matter?"

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, this was so uninteresting and uninteresting. I always had to interrupt at inappropriate times.
To be continued...