Fast Travel: Playing like a baby in the arms of a paranoid boss

Chapter 890 Nine Thousand Years Invited Me to Meet Meals 1
On a cold twelfth lunar month day, there was heavy snowfall outside the house, and the sky and the earth were covered in snow, making the entire Kyoto a vast expanse of white.

All the big and small palaces in the palace were lit with charcoal fires, and the frail concubines were even hugged by Mrs. Tang, and they were wearing the cotton jackets newly sent by the chief eunuch of the House of Internal Affairs.

Although it was winter, I could barely keep myself warm, so my life was pretty good.

Only in the cold palace, it was even colder than the ice and snow outside.

Qiao Luoluo woke up shivering from the cold, opened her eyes, and saw that the place she saw was shabby, and inside the antique house, there was a scene of decay and ruin. Then she looked at the quilt that was draped over her body. There wasn't even any cotton inside, and the quilt cover was even more dirty and starched.

"No. 02, open the mall." As soon as Qiao Luoluo spoke, she began to cough heart-piercingly.

Her body had already contracted the wind and cold half a month ago. It was a matter that could be solved with a bowl of soup, but it was abruptly dragged into a serious illness. If it wasn't for her, this shell would have been It's time to die.

Qiao Luoluo didn't care about the price any more, and spent a lot of points going down. In the last second, the room in the freezer room suddenly became warm, and Qiao Luoluo's body was gradually getting warmer.

It's not that she doesn't want to wear shoes to get out of bed barefoot, but that she has no shoes to wear at all.

Holding a rusty bronze mirror, Qiao Luoluo managed to see her own face clearly in the mirror. She was one of the three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem. She is now 19 years old and has been demoted to the cold palace by the dog emperor. For three years.

Speaking of which, she is still a perfect body now, and she was relegated to the cold palace by the emperor and ignored because she was in the wrong team.

The male protagonist of this plane is the dog emperor, and the female protagonist is Zhao Ninger, the concubine Xiang who has been in the limelight recently. Zhao Ninger is a time-traveling woman. It caught the attention of Emperor Xuanyuan Ce.

Most of the women in ancient times were conservative and boring. Zhao Ning'er was different from them. She was a modern person in her bones. She had a lively temperament, but she was careless like a man. When getting along with men, she never paid attention to her proportions.

Even when he was alone with Emperor Xuanyuan Ce, it was the same. After all, such a strange woman left a different mark in Xuanyuan Ce's heart.

So soon, Zhao Ning'er began to fall in love with Xuanyuan Ce by relying on her special features, but Xuanyuan Ce's wife, Queen Li Su, naturally regarded Zhao Ning'er as a thorn in her side.

In order to get rid of this thorn in the side, it can be said that it took great pains. She was used as a gun to deal with Zhao Ning'er because she stood up as the queen. Later, the emperor found out the truth and imprisoned her in the cold palace in a fit of anger.

As for Queen Li Su, she was imprisoned in the royal ancestral hall and thought about her mistakes. She was released a year later.

No one would worry about what would happen to a little concubine with no status and background in the cold palace.

At first, there was a little palace maid beside her to serve her, but over time, the little palace maid couldn't stand the desertedness of the cold palace, and the terrible screams she heard in the middle of the night, like the ghosts who died in the cold palace. , quickly ran away.

[Host, this time your raider has a special identity, but as long as you catch up with him, even if you are in the cold palace, you can still live a good life. ] Road No. 02.

Qiao Luoluo looked at the woman in the mirror who was sallow and emaciated due to long-term malnutrition, she looked like a skeleton, and she had no business.

The portrait reflected in the bronze mirror is easily out of shape. Looking at it this way, her face was distorted, and she really looked like an evil ghost. Qiao Luoluo threw away the bronze mirror and refused to look at it again: "Then tell me, who is the target of my strategy?" ?”

[It is the nine-thousand-year-old Jiang Chunling who is under one person and above ten thousand people. ]
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