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Concubine Lu looked at the boxes of gold and silver jewelry. Her mother-in-law's family was rich, and she knew how to do some tricks. She also had a heart to protect the sixth child, so what else could she be worried about?

Then he raised his eyes and said: "Come here, take Miss Rong Yue down to change clothes. Lao Liu, you will take the girl around the house in a while. You have been in poor health since you recovered. Please move more."

Rong Yue raised her head and looked at Lu Fei. She kept reciting a sentence in her steely heart, "It was so miserable when my mother died when she gave birth to me. It was so miserable when my mother died when she gave birth to me." Finally, she successfully

Her eyelashes were stained with a little mist of emotion, and she saluted. "Thank you, empress!"

Prince Huai blinked his eyes, and finally a smile that seemed helpless and expectant appeared on his jade and gentle face. He responded.

After Rong Yue went out, Concubine Lu lowered her face and said to Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Diao, "You all should go back."

Mrs. Diao was unhappy and did not dare to offend Concubine Lu. She just stood up and said angrily: "Then since we have nothing to do, we won't bother you. Please leave."

When the two of them left, they looked at the big boxes with a longing look. The meeting gifts were so elaborate. If they were really married, how much would be the dowry?

Yuan Qingling looked at this scene and felt funny in her heart. People are the most intuitive. Apart from her background, Rong Yue was better than others in everything, and her moves were astonishing. Such a head start at least covered up her so-called lack of background. Rong Yue

It may seem like an unintentional and reckless move, but in fact he is well versed in this.

Why did the fourth master donate two million silver? Isn't it because the imperial court was poor? How could the ladies in the poor harem live a wealthy life? So she presented the wealth in front of Concubine Lu.

Concubine Lu was shocked when she first saw these jewels. Yuan Qingling could tell from the sudden enlargement and contraction of her pupils. However, her identity was still at fault, especially when Diao and the others kept saying they were vulgar. If she

If you accept it, you are really vulgar.

It wasn't until Rong Yue blocked the hot tea for Lao Liu that she found an excuse to convince herself to agree "justifiably". This was an explanation for herself, and people had to convince themselves first.

Rong Yue didn't have any clothes to change here. She had carefully prepared her clothes today, and she didn't want to just change into clothes that didn't suit her. So she went down to wipe off her clothes and went out with King Huai with her wet back collar.

Rong Yue was used to controlling everything, but when she walked with King Huai, she acted very gentle and quiet. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the road. She was not too proud or arrogant. She was even a little cautious, fearing that she would not be careful.

His rude nature was revealed to King Huai.

Autumn chrysanthemums have been planted in the mansion, and now is the time. Bowl-sized octopus chrysanthemums are blooming in the wind. Bees are busy shuttle among the flowers, stopping to collect nectar. A tall sycamore tree next to it has yellowish leaves floating down.

It seems to be the same color as the row of eight-flowered chrysanthemums.

Rong Yue saw him standing in front of the Octopus chrysanthemum and stared at it, so she told him that he liked it. She stepped forward and pinched one with one hand. When she was about to give it to him, she heard the maid following behind her say urgently: "Girl, please don't

If you want to pick it, the prince planted it himself, you can see it this way."

Rong Yue just stretched out her hand and froze it in mid-air. When she saw a flash of pity in King Huai's eyes, she felt a thump in her heart. Something bad had happened. She had picked the flowers he had planted.

She seemed to have heard a theory somewhere. If you love flowers, don't pick them and let them blossom and fall freely. The prince must be such a person. No wonder there were no flowers in the main hall just now.

After all, it was Rong Yue who had seen a lot of things and was licking blood from the edge of a knife. The hand that was slightly stretched out suddenly turned back, opened her mouth, took a bite of the octopus and started to eat it. While eating, she said: "I have been eating recently.

If you have a bit of internal heat, chrysanthemum can be used as medicine to clear away heat and reduce internal heat."

King Huai watched in astonishment as she chewed the octopus with frowning brows, then stretched her neck to swallow it whole, smiling awkwardly rather than politely, "Really? Is it delicious?"

Rong Yue grinned, unaware that there was a yellow chrysanthemum petal stuck to her teeth, "It's delicious."

When Prince Huai looked at her, he actually laughed. His laughter was sweet, and his features were as bright as the wind and the moon. Rong Yue was dumbfounded for a moment and murmured: "Your Majesty, he looks so pretty when he smiles."

King Huai's smile slowly faded, a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes, and he simply asked: "Why do you want to marry me? With the girl's talent and beauty, what kind of husband can't you find?"

Rong Yue sighed in her heart, she just couldn't find it, otherwise how could she have reached the age of her old aunt?

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