Yang Jiao didn't know what happened, but the Yang family was very happy.

In order to let his daughter learn the rules of a lady from a family, Yang Zening confiscated all the daggers and arrows collected in her house. Yang Jiao was so angry that she almost lifted her roof.

"Yang Jiao can finally get married, aren't she so happy?" Mu Ke pulled Yang Li out to drink.

"Um."

"I am a little worried about the life of Prince Nanchu."

"My little sister has started sharpening her knives recently."

"It seems that I'm so happy."

“…”

The Lantern Festival is approaching, and the queen is also busy organizing the Lantern Festival celebration.

The emperor and Prince Huai have been walking around with Prince Huai in the past few days, and rarely come to the harem.

The concubine's fetus was stable. Youqi had come to see it once and told the concubine that she would not have any trouble to protect her. The Qingluan Palace was relieved.

Recently, the imperial concubine was sleepy and tired of choosing a concubine by the Prince of Nanchu, so she rested early today. When she woke up early the next morning, she learned that the emperor had come to the harem last night and heard that the Liang concubine went to see her.

Unexpectedly, after walking through the gate of Shufei's Palace, I heard the gentle and moving tunes in the palace.

Then Liang Fei didn't go to watch it anymore and listened to the song in Shu Fei's Lanyue Palace.

"Ah!" Liang Fei waited for the night but didn't wait for the emperor, but said that the emperor was hooked away by the little bitch Shu Fei. He shouted angrily: "She really thinks that this palace is a man of a mud, and she can't bully her!?"

"Grandmaster calmed down." Yu Lu knelt down in a hurry and said, "You are still sick, don't hurt your body."

"She has a good voice!" Liang Fei was a little angry, covered her mouth and coughed secretly, grabbed Jinpao and said, "I have recorded this Qiu Meng!"

"I'm afraid that Concubine Shu couldn't get rid of the haunted thing in Changchun Palace..."

Concubine Liang took a deep breath and suppressed the feeling of discomfort in her throat.

The imperial concubine wanted Miss Liu and Miss Su as Crown Princess of Nanchu. Now all in the capital were speculating that who would win the lead among these three people in the end?

There are so many noble girls in Beijing, so there are naturally more people compared with each other.

It feels quite controversial.

Gu Yurou returned to Prince Duan's Mansion. When she heard the people selected by the imperial concubine, she immediately widened her eyes. None of the three had anything to do with Prince Duan. It was obvious that the imperial concubine did not take the list sent by Marquis Zhongyi to heart.

"Didn't my father go to the palace? Why is it useless?" Gu Yurou turned her head and asked.

"I don't know..." Cailing shrank her neck and did not dare to breathe heavily.

"Can the princess sister be there?" Wan was standing outside the door, wearing a light pink dress, holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand, and was looking at the servant next to him.

"..." Gu Yurou felt nauseous and wanted to vomit when she heard Wan Yirou's voice. She suppressed the anger in her heart and raised her voice: "Why are sister here? Come in."

"I'll meet the princess." Wan Yirou bent over to greet the princess, lowered her head and stood down and said, "I heard that the princess sister has been getting angry these days, so she specially asked the kitchen to make a soup to reduce the fire to bring to her."

"Sister, do you want to try it?" Wan Yirou said this with concern and said in a low voice: "The excessive liver fire hurts the body, the princess and sisters must be careful."

"..." Gu Yu's soft eyes were breathing fire. If it weren't for you, how could she be so angry?

Now he is still so arrogant and dedicated!?

Gu Yurou wanted to get angry, but she thought that King Duan hadn't come to see her for a long time.
Chapter completed!