Imposter Queen

Jingran and Yan Batian didn't go back to the palace with Murong Xilin, they left Yao's mansion immediately after Murong Xilin left and set off to return to Tianzhai, there were some things they needed to take care of.

When Murong Xilin returned to the palace, he learned the news of Xiao Yu'er's death in the flames immediately, and he couldn't help feeling depressed for a while, and wept several times.No matter how Qiuhong comforted her, she couldn't help but feel sad.Xiao Yuer is the maid who has accompanied me for the longest time in Murong Mansion, the maid with the deepest and closest affection, and also the only friend who can talk to her in Murong Mansion. Xiao Yuer is like a relative of her own, selfless and considerate Take care of him and love him, she is obviously a little girl younger than him, but she talks like a little old woman in front of him all day long.I still remember Xiao Yu'er's 'tongued' words in my ear on the morning before the accident——

"Empress, look at you, you don't wear too many clothes, be careful that you catch a cold and suffer us slaves." Xiao Yu'er pouted her mouth and complained in a low voice, putting on a thin silk brocade to put on.

"Xiao Yu'er is so rare and strange. It's early summer now, so how could it be cold?"

"Although it is early summer, the morning dew in the north is also very heavy... The empress did not cherish her body so much that she could not conceive a dragon son, so Xiaoyuer's dearest empress, you should know how to take care of her." Myself, hurry up and get pregnant with a prince." Xiao Yuer rolled her eyes at her own lady who had no sense of crisis, and was silently worried that she would not take advantage of the emperor's favor to give birth to a few more princes and princesses to consolidate her position , it will be too late when the emperor has a new love. Although the emperor is always obedient to his lady's favor, who can guarantee that one day when his lady is old and beautiful, the emperor will not kick the queen? The empress kicked it away, so the mother is more expensive than the child, as long as the little prince is promising in the future, even the emperor will not touch the empress at will... Hey, the empress empress can't live up to it, she sleeps with the emperor every day, life should be It's quite harmonious and happy, why can't the empress's belly improve a little bit!

Murong Xilin found that Xiao Yu'er's eyes that hated iron and steel had been staring at his slightly protruding abdomen obsessively, and his handsome, white and tender face unconsciously became hot, and his face turned crimson.Xiao Yuer is a big bastard, Qiuhong discovered her male body in less than a year, she has been with her for almost ten years but still hasn't found the problem, if possible, he also wants to have a white and fat baby with Xuanyuan Hao Baby, but there are many things that he can't do if he thinks.Hey, if only there was a way for men to get pregnant too.

Alas—both master and servant sighed in unison, not realizing that the danger was quietly approaching...

"Qiu Hong, where is Xiao Yu'er buried?"

"Back to your mother, Xiao Yu'er was buried at the rank of the princess, so Xiao Yu'er was buried in Wuyan Mountain, and the funeral was very beautiful." Thinking about the emperor's burial of a little palace maid in a grand manner at that time despite the advice of the ministers , if it wasn't for the 'woman' in front of her, probably Xiao Yu'er's final fate would have been hasty.

"Is it very beautiful, the emperor put his heart into it..." When he mistakenly thought that the scorched little feather was himself, how sad was Xuanyuan Hao? ...I heard that he passed out out of breath at that time, and...but he still paid attention to Xiao Yu'er's funeral after waking up. He really loves himself.

"Life is in the sky, and wealth is in the people. Although Xiao Yu'er was born in a poor family, it is her good fortune to meet such a good master as the queen empress. She has no worries in her lifetime and a beautiful life after her death. She will not give in. Empress empress, don't be sad." Now, what Xiao Yuer cared about the most during her lifetime was your mother, if you let her know that she made you so sad, she will feel even worse." The strong Qiu Hong couldn't help but get red eyes when she spoke, Xiao Yuer left too suddenly , The way you walk away is too unprepared, and people are caught off guard. You were laughing and laughing in front of you one moment, but you just walked away in the next quarter of an hour, and you didn't even give a chance to say goodbye.Although it was later learned that the empress had killed the culprit herself and relieved her hatred, she couldn't come back either.

"Qiu Hong, have you placed Xiao Yu'er's spirit seat?"

"Empress, forgive me!" Qiu Hong hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty. In the imperial palace, maids are not allowed to hide anyone's spiritual tablet privately. If anyone finds out that he committed a crime knowingly, he will be punished with death.

"I'll go to pay my respects too. I won't have time to visit Xiao Yu'er in Wuyan Mountain in the near future, so it's better to look at the spirit card." Murong Xilin got up quietly and walked out. After seeing Xiao Yu'er, he should Going to visit the noble empress dowager, who was the original murderer who framed her own mother and forced her to live among the people.

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"Qiyu... the Empress Dowager... the Empress... the Empress Dowager is walking towards the Hall of Compassion." I saw a short and small father-in-law running in unsteadily, no wonder he was so flustered, after more than two years People who have never appeared appear as soon as they say they appear, and it feels like they have seen a ghost.

The Empress Dowager Jiang Shuyu, who was wearing a brown silk dress with a right-buttoned satin ribbon, was sitting on an exquisitely carved pineapple wooden couch, and several court ladies stood on both sides of the couch, fanning and serving.Listening to the little father-in-law's fuss, Jiang Shuyu's face remained unchanged, still squinting and dozing off.

Seeing Murong Xilin bringing the crowd, the maids knelt down to pay their respects. Murong Xilin didn't seem afraid when he saw the Queen Mother, but simply asked, "Hello, Queen Mother."

Seeing the empress's arrogance, all the ladies in the court felt that the empress was so arrogant that they didn't even need to kneel down to pay her respects. They felt that the rumors had been confirmed. The most powerful woman in the world.There was a bold court lady who secretly glanced at the empress dowager who was not looked down upon by the empress dowager, and saw that the empress dowager's face turned dark instantly, she could no longer maintain the quiet face she had just pretended, and the veins in her temples were still throbbing. Seeing that the little palace maid laughed heartily, usually the queen mother doesn't treat them as human beings, but now let the proud queen mother taste the feeling of being underestimated.

"Hehe, she is really a good daughter-in-law of the Ai family. She has lived in Linjun Palace for a long time, and she doesn't care about the Ai family anymore?!" Jiang Shuyu deliberately raised her tone to show that she was angry. And a proud woman, as long as she pinches her fingers, she can disappear without a trace.

"The queen mother is worrying too much. My son was tied up by the guards sent by the six emperors this morning as a rebellious party. I injured my knee a little. It is inconvenient." Murong Xilin deliberately emphasized the "six emperors" and "guards". Jiang Shuyu's stern face immediately turned even more gloomy with the word "jun", and he forced his head to turn his head to give a few instructions to a court lady, only to see the court lady nodded and said yes before taking the order.

After a while, a girl in Tsing Yi came slowly, and huge pink lotus lotuses bloomed on the fine cyan silk, which was so delicate and charming that it made the girl's snow-like XX soft and lustrous, and her fair face was slightly powdered. , with curved willow eyebrows, tight lips, and a well-behaved attitude in every gesture.

"The sons and ministers see the mother, and the mother is a thousand years old." The girl bowed respectfully to Jiang Shuyu, her clear voice was like the sound of nature, sweet and greasy.

"Mi'er is flat." Seeing how respectfully respectful the well-behaved girl he had created, Jiang Shuyu immediately felt much better, compared to a hypocritical empress who didn't know how to respect her elders.Seeing the doubts written on Murong Xilin's face, Jiang Shuyu felt even more at ease.

"Thank you, mother." Xuanyuan Mi'er quietly retreated to the side, and suddenly found a beautiful and clear girl wearing a phoenix robe standing beside her, and asked in a small voice with doubts: "Mother, is this elder sister——"

"This is..." Jiang Shuyu lazily adjusted her sitting posture, leaning on the pineapple couch more comfortably, and was about to continue to answer in a mocking tone, but just before she opened her mouth, she was caught interrupted.

"Who are you?" Murong Xilin asked in a cold voice with displeasure on his face.

"The concubine is the noble concubine conferred by the emperor, named Mi." The girl replied submissively as if she was frightened by Murong Xilin's strong aura.

Murong Xilin stepped forward, waved his hand and slapped her across the face, a bright red palm print was impressively on the girl's face.

"I ask you, who are you?!"

"Emperor... Empress... Your Majesty?" The girl raised her misty eyes to look at Murong Xilin in amazement, covered half of her hot face with her hands, opened her eyes wide open, and replied falteringly: "Back... back to the Empress... my concubine... my concubine is a noble concubine conferred by the emperor, named Mi."

"Pa——" before the people came out of the shock of the last slap, Murong Xilin slapped the woman's uncovered half of the face again, and asked fiercely: "I'll ask you one last time, will you?" who is it!"

"Concubine ∧∧∧Concubine ∧∧∧" The girl finally couldn't hold back the tears of grievance, and the pear blossom with rain was as pitiful as it could be.