Wei Ning was taken out of the cold palace, but in just a few days, this woman became haggard and haggard, the gloating women said, look, this is the cruelty of the cold palace to the concubine.
She lived in the new palace and was served by many people. She was treated better than any woman, even the imperial concubine. However, Wei Ning, who lived in this magnificent palace, could no longer laugh.
That day, that man stood in front of her, holding that little fool's hand, looking down at her condescendingly, and then he said to her, "Wei Ning, it's all because of her that you were able to leave this place that frightened you." , So, you have to thank her for her gift, I hope you can understand that no one can replace her in my heart."
With blood all over her face, like a clown, she looked at this noble man, and asked in a trembling voice: "I thought, even if you don't love me, with the surname 'Ning', you wouldn't." Let me suffer this crime! But, but look, what have you done?"
Has power corrupted this man's heart
Back then, in order to catch the little girl who fell from the big tree, even if his arm was broken, he was unwilling to let the little girl suffer half a point of harm, or the boy who ascended to the throne later, but only because of a surname. Didn't the young emperor who pardoned the assassin who was sentenced to death deeply love the little girl of the Ning family
But why did it become an unforgivable mistake to come to her
And the man who looked at everything, took off his hypocritical protective color, looked at her solemnly, and said, "You are not her!"
It's ridiculous, her acting skills, which she thought she could hide from the world, turned out to be nothing more than a clown in his eyes. He knew, he always knew, she was not her, not the little girl of the Ning family.
She had lost the last of her sanity, and relying on another woman's request to him, she yelled hysterically: "You are right, I am not her, because ah, Ning Ning died in that fire a long time ago, that Ning Ning My girl, she died in that fire with everyone's love for her, and in that shocking fire, the only one who survived was me, only me!"
Then, with a cold face, the man led the little fool away.
How unwilling she is, a noble person like Ningning can get everything, she has no complaints, but this little fool, this little beggar brought back from the ruined temple by Rong Shu, how can she get all this, get it The supreme favor of this man, is this man blind
Is that man really blind? Of course not - Shaodi loves beauties, everyone knows that he just loves this face so badly.
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Rong Yan, who had just finished handling the political affairs, came back early, and as soon as he returned to the inner hall, he hugged Yao Guang who was practicing calligraphy in his arms.
"Yaoguang is actually practicing calligraphy, didn't he tease your little rabbit?"
The little rabbit was squatting in a corner of the cage, sickly, looking like he was dying.
Yaoguang glanced at the little rabbit, then quickly looked away, she said: "Yaoguang is very busy, let the little rabbit play by himself."
Hearing this, Rong Yan laughed, "Tell me, what is Yao Guang busy with? Busy writing?"
His eyes fell on the white paper, and then he saw his name. The two words were not beautiful, but they were extremely neat, and it seemed that they were written with heart.
"You are quite stupid, and your handwriting is not bad!" He put the brush in her hand, then pointed to the white paper and said, "Yao Guang's name?"
Yao Guang held the pen, but there was no movement. After a long silence, she suddenly raised her head and said to Rong Yan: "No!"