The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

  Chapter 674 Breaking the Cocoon

  Bu Shengyan thought of this, and couldn't help sighing again.

   "Thinking about it, she can leave without a break before the new emperor ascends the throne. This is also a performance of rapid retreat. On the contrary, the new emperor will recite the best of her life."

  Luo Yechen poked his chopsticks in the dish, sneered.

   "Yeah, nothing happened as soon as she left.

  I don’t know where she is chic and happy now!

  Pity my silly brother who never forgets her.

  He ran to Qingge Hall whenever he had free time, and he didn't let people follow him.

  It’s okay now that it’s hot.

  It snowed so much during the Chinese New Year last year.

  There are no people living in the Qingge Hall, so naturally there is no ground dragon to burn, and any splash of water on the ground can turn into frost.

  In the end, he did well. He just sat alone in Qingge Hall for the whole night and almost died of freezing. "

  Bu Shengyan frowned upon hearing: "Don’t you persuade Grandpa Chang?"

Luo Yechen: "Why didn't Father Chang not persuade you? Not only Father Chang, the Queen Mother persuaded him, I also persuaded him, but it was useless. He didn't take his body seriously, even if others broke his mouth. It's useless."

   Now Bu Shengyan didn’t know what to say.

  She saw that Luo Yechen was still poking with chopsticks, taking a good plate of pan-fried tofu, which was so messed up by him that she couldn’t read it.

  Bu Shengyan patted his chopsticks aside, not having a good breath.

  "You can eat if you want, and forget if you don't. What do you do to spoil these dishes?"

  Luo Yechen had to put down his chopsticks angrily.

  Bu Shengyan poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and suddenly asked.

   "I heard about the Queen Mother in Zhang Luo's draft."

  Luo Yechen looked uninterested.

"Well, there are too few people in the harem nowadays. The imperial grandmother doesn't think she looks like that, so she wants to choose someone to enter the palace to make the palace more popular. It's just a small election. After all, the father's filial piety period has not passed yet. , It’s not easy to get rid of it."

  To replace it with before, he can still look forward to the draft. After all, the draft is not only for the emperor, but also for the clan members.

  He might be able to take the opportunity to find two beautiful concubine rooms and take them home.

   But now that a tigress like Bu Shengyan sits in town, Luo Yechen dare not even think about it.

  This woman is really fierce when she is fierce, even if he is his mate, she is unrelenting in tidying up.

  If he really dared to take a concubine home, I’m afraid he won’t be better for the rest of his life.

  He was really afraid of her.

  Now that the draft has nothing to do with him, he naturally has no interest.

Seeing him like this, Bu Shengyan didn't bother to care about him, just thinking about himself.

  She knows what the Empress Dowager said, they are just external rhetoric.

  She can remember that the Queen Mother has two girls who are waiting to be married in her family. I heard that they are all excellent in looks and talents.

  The empress dowager proposed to draft, what idea to play, everyone knows.

  It’s just to see through, not to mention it.

  Three days passed in a flash.

  The nineteenth birthday has passed, and a few days will be the day when Xiao Xixi wakes up.

  Fang Wujiu stayed beside the coffin, waiting for the result.

  The struggle in the white cocoon is getting more and more intense, as if someone is struggling and trying his best to escape the white cocoon.

  Fang Wujiu wanted to help her tear up the white cocoon, but it couldn't. Xiao Xixi had to break free by herself. A horizontal intervention by an outsider would only lead to failure to wake up.

  Once he failed, Xiao Xixi could never wake up again.

   Therefore, even if Fang Wujiu is anxious, he can only watch and can't do anything.

  The movement in the white cocoon is getting bigger and bigger, and even the coffin is shaking.

  Fang Wujiu couldn't help but shouted.

  Xiao Xixi can't hear anything now.

  She was entangled with white silk all over her body, and even her eyes, ears, nose and mouth were entangled to death. She felt that she was almost suffocating.

   What made her more uncomfortable was the sharp pain in her body that was scraped by a knife.

   is like being overridden alive.

  It’s really better to die than life!

  Xiao Xixi just gritted her teeth and refused to give up, trying to keep herself from fainting.

  She must live!

  There are still people waiting for her.

  If she really died, how sad that person would be.

  Xiao Xixi endured the pain and tried his best to raise one hand difficultly and slowly.

   Grab a handful of white silk and pull it fiercely!

   Tear.

  The white wire broke.

  Bai Si was connected to her skin and flesh, and after being pulled off, even the skin and flesh also cracked a hole, and blood overflowed.

   Fang Wujiu, who was guarding the coffin, saw red blood slowly leaking from the white cocoon.

  He was shocked.

   "Xie Xi! You have to hold on!"

  ……

  In the palace.

  Luo Qinghan finished reviewing today's memorial, and just stood up, he saw the female history in Changle Palace.

  She also brought a bunch of scrolls.

   "Enlighten Your Majesty.

  The slave maid, on the order of the Queen Mother and the Empress, will send you the portraits of the show girls who participated in the audition for your appreciation.

  If you have anything to see, just let me know.

  The Queen Mother and the Empress will make arrangements in advance. "

  The beautiful women who can send the portrait to the emperor in advance are naturally from good family background.

  Luo Qinghan didn't even look at it, and said lightly.

   "Everything depends on the emperor's grandmother."

  Nv Shi saw him so cold, she sighed in her heart, but didn't dare to say anything, and resigned graciously.

  Back to Changle Palace, Nv Shi faithfully relayed the emperor’s reaction to the empress dowager.

  The Empress Dowager frowned slightly.

Although the emperor said that everything was in charge of her, he didn't even look at the portraits, indicating that he was not interested in this draft at all.

  Don't care, don't care.

  This is the emperor’s attitude towards the harem today.

  It is precisely his attitude that makes people nowhere to start.

  If he resists fiercely, or obviously expresses the meaning of rejection, the empress dowager can find a way to deal with it.

  But the emperor is like this, it makes people want to say that he doesn't know how to say a few words.

  The Queen Mother asked: "After you leave the Imperial Study Room, do you know where the emperor has gone?"

  The female history answered truthfully: "The slave servant looked at the emperor's Long Yin and went to the Qingge Hall."

  The Queen Mother is dissatisfied: "It's Qingge Hall again!"

  She knew that Concubine Xiao Fang lived in Qingge Hall. She had dealt with Concubine Xiao Fang before, but she never expected that a concubine Xiao Fang would actually occupy Luo Qinghan's whole heart.

   Even if Concubine Xiao Fang is gone now, Luo Qinghan still thinks of her, seeing the whole harem as nothing.

  If Concubine Xiao is still alive, the Empress Dowager must find a way to deal with her.

  The harem must not allow such a woman who charms the king to exist!

   But Concubine Xiao is gone.

  People are gone, no matter how dissatisfied the empress dowager is, it is useless, she can only hold back.

   Female Shi Wensheng comforted.

  "People are like this, always remembering those who have been lost.

  But you don’t have to worry too much.

  Waiting for a long time, the emperor will naturally turn around slowly.

  By then, he knew he had to pity the person in front of him. "

  The Queen Mother sighed helplessly: "I hope he can look away soon."

  (End of this chapter)