After participating in the "spreading money", she immediately returned to her residence. After taking a shower, she quickly came out to wash and dress up.

A beautiful mature woman in her forties showing her head.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, with wet hair and fair face, plump figure and top-notch style, she is simply a killer of men.

"Empress, you are so beautiful."

The maid Ping'er is talking.

Last time, Chuntao was ordered to go to Yeting to find Wu Mei's trouble, but he never came back and disappeared silently.

Now, Ping'er is responsible for serving her daily life.

"Really? Is it really beautiful?"

Yin Fei was a little happy and gently stroked her face with her tender horns: "Will your Majesty like this makeup?"

"It's definitely!" Ping'er said carefully: "I like you like this, let alone a saint."

"Oh, it's a pity that I'm old."

Yin Fei sighed softly.

She stared at her shadow blankly.

The beauty in the mirror is still beautiful, but lacks the nourishment of a man, just like flowers lacking moisture and gradually withering.

The more Yin Fei looked at her, the more angry she became. A layer of gloom gradually appeared between her eyebrows, and she asked anxiously:

"Why haven't the saint come yet?"

Ping'er trembled all over and said quickly, "My lady, don't be anxious. The female Shi had agreed yesterday, and she will find a way to arrange for the saint to come tonight."

When talking.

She lowered her head and concealed her fear.

When she first came to Chenxi Palace, she discovered that the Yin Concubine had lost her holy relatives and was moody. She beat and scolded her servants at every turn, which was difficult to serve.

Just then.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the hall.

Yin Fei stood up suddenly, her face showed ecstasy, and she moved her legs and was about to greet her.

And then the next moment.

She stopped.

The person who came was her other maid, Xiaohe.

"Empress, it's not good!"
Chapter completed!