"Your Majesty, please!" The father-in-law asked Xiaoru to get on the sedan chair.
Mo Qian'er walked for a while and realized that no one was following her. When she returned to the pavilion, everyone was gone.
"Ah!" Mo Qian'er shouted loudly in the pavilion regardless of her image. Yuwen is here, you know how to lie to me, you know how to lie to me.
"Ah!" Yuwen Zai was reviewing the memorial when he suddenly sneezed.
Wei Yang also came in with Xiaoru at this time. Seeing that Yuwen was sneezing, he immediately asked someone to bring him a cup of hot tea, handed the tea to Xiaoru, and went out by himself.
"Why are you looking for me?" She hadn't seen Yuwen Zai since the wedding night, and she was in a strange mood. Who knew that now he was looking for her again.
"Didn't I tell you that you want to call yourself 'concubine' to me?" Yuwen Zai took the tea without drinking it and looked straight at Xiaoru.
Look, look, look at your sister! Be careful, I will dig out your eyeballs.
"The emperor blames me for being rude? Then please ask the emperor to put me in the cold palace. This way everyone can worry less."
Xiaoru didn't care that Yuwen Zai hadn't spoken yet and sat down directly. If you want to be rude, you have to do it all. She would rather live in the cold palace than be a pet.
Concubine.
"You! Okay, I'll give you a month and you won't be allowed to leave the palace." Yuwen Zai felt relieved, so Mo Qian'er could also give an explanation.
But why did he have to answer to a concubine? He, the emperor, is really a coward.
"No, you have to not allow anyone to come see me. You can't either." Xiaoru made a small calculation in her mind. The less she saw him, the safer she would be.
"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want." Yuwen Zai saw her little thoughts, and she was a little too young to fight with him.
Moreover, he was ready to fight a protracted war with her. This time he wanted to truly win her heart, not just her person.
Xiaoru went back happily, but Mo Qianer was extremely angry.
"Get lost, all of you get lost!" As soon as Qiu'er returned to Heqing Palace, Mo Qian'er threw a vase to her, which was a gift from the emperor.
"Mother, please calm down, anger is not good for your health." Qiu'er caught the vase, knelt on the ground and begged Mo Qian'er to calm down.
"Which of your eyes saw that I was angry? I am very happy now." Mo Qian'er opened the vase with one hand and smashed it towards the door of the bedroom.
"Are you angry with me, my beloved? This vase is my favorite." Yuwen Zai caught the vase with ease. Qiu'er knows what's going on and goes out
.
"How dare I be angry with the emperor? It's just that those slaves don't listen to me anymore. Even Qiu'er doesn't listen to me." Mo Qian'er lay in Yuwen's arms and acted coquettishly.
Qiu'er knocked on the door at this time, and Mo Qian'er was itching with hatred for this ignorant dog slave.
"What's going on?" Mo Qian'er just asked, and Yuwen Zai let Qiu'er in.
"Your Majesty." Mo Qian'er had no choice but to get out of his arms. When she turned around and saw what was in Qiu'er's hand, she stopped complaining.
In the tray in Qiu'er's hand was a golden walking stick, with round pearls strung as pendants, and a peony-shaped hairpin inlaid with a few crystals.
It doesn’t have to be beautiful. Every woman doesn’t like jewelry. Yuwen Zai sees this clearly.
"I set this crystal on one by one myself. How do you like it?" She liked it, and she would like it even more if Wang Xiaoru could be dealt with.
Before Qiu'er went down, Mo Qian'er turned around and saw her again.
(End of chapter)