Chapter 160 Chapter 160 Lover or mortal enemy.
Jingsi Pavilion is old and lonely.
Everything was gray and faded. The entire hall was divided by plain white curtains, hastily separating the main hall, the side halls, and the sleeping quarters. The heavy, solid material hung throughout the hall, giving it a look of mourning.
The window frame was twisted and cracked in half due to the dampness; there was a thick layer of dust on the ground; the bed curtains were made of the same material, and every time you walked over or bumped into them, they would throw dust all over your head.
Nan Qiongshuang has always been a clean person, but at this moment, she was forced into a corner and had to sit carefully under the window with a handkerchief as a cushion.
Outside the window lay a secluded, narrow courtyard. Inside, a moderately tall tree stood beside a dreary, high wall. Beneath the wall stood Li Xuanbai's sword-wielding guards.
She sighed and turned her gaze back from the window.
I was dragged from Handan Palace to this damn place.
She didn't know whether it was right to go against Li Xuanbai.
He was so angry last night, as if he was not afraid of being torn to pieces, but in fact he was so angry that he lost his mind and made a stupid move.
The price of a momentary quarrel of arrogance is confinement to the cold palace. Not only is it harder to escape, there's not even a clean place to sit, and you have to share a room with a madman who talks nonsense.
Nan Qiong Shuang turned to look at the woman sitting facing the window in the main hall.
Concubine Chang was already old. She had been confined to the cold palace for many years and was not allowed to see anyone. She didn't even comb her hair every day. At first glance, she looked as if she had a ball of willow catkins that had been rolling in the dust for a long time.
Every day, she did nothing but take a stool and sit in front of the window of the main hall, hunched over, staring outside.
There is only a wall outside the window.
Nan Qiongshuang picked up the fruits on the table—this plate of fruit was brought to her by Li Xuanbai, who had been so awkward. Otherwise, there wouldn't even be a plate of fruit in Jingsi Pavilion.
She walked up to the concubine, gently put the fruit down, and moved a stool beside her:
"Toffee, let me talk to you."
Concubine Chang didn't answer or look at her, her cloudy eyes reflected a little light from outside.
She picked up a pear and peeled it for the Toffee herself.
"Don't worry, the Emperor has always been thinking about you. The Imperial Preceptor has already re-investigated your case and found some doubts. The Emperor is about to overturn your verdict." She handed the peeled, snow-white pear to the Dowager Concubine. "You'll probably be able to leave soon."
Concubine Chang didn't say a word and her eyes didn't move for a moment.
"Ye'er..."
Ye'er is Emperor Jiaqing.
"Ye'er... listen to your mother... that arrogant boy must be killed... if the King of Qin is not eliminated..."
When Li Xuanbai was a vassal king, his title was Qin.
Nan Qiong Shuang frowned and sighed.
"If the King of Qin is not removed...your throne will be unstable..."
Nan Qiong Shuang held out the pear again and said, "My Lady Consort, please don't worry about the affairs of the palace. There are people who are worried about us. Why don't you have a pear first? It's the newly delivered tribute pear from Dangshan."
Concubine Chang threw the pear with a thud, and suddenly there was a flash of afterimage in front of her eyes. The next moment, her hand was empty. She turned her head and saw that the pear had hit the ground with a thud and rolled away.
"I am the Master of Yikun Palace, the Emperor's favorite concubine, and the head of the entire palace! How dare you, you snob, you bastard, treat me like a sweet potato?! Get out of here!"
There was a madness in her eyes.
Nan Qiong Shuang looked at her, almost suspecting that she was going to attack her, but she had no choice but to stand up.
Concubine Chang was unable to speak. Perhaps because she had been tortured in the cold palace for too long, her speech was not only slurred but her mind was also disturbed.
This was the fourth time she had tried to talk to her. The first three times, it was the same.
I wanted to find out some old stories about the Chang and Li families from the Concubine Dowager, but looking at the situation, it's impossible.
Nan Qiongshuang then returned to her side hall, put a handkerchief on the kang under the window, and sat alone.
There was no further news of Wu Dao. Zhang Du was also absent, having been transferred to guard Li Xuanbai's Daming Palace. Qing Lian Yuan Xiang was also ordered by Li Xuanbai to remain in Handan Palace and not to leave. Judging from his intentions, he intended to make her suffer.
She snorted coldly and touched the gauze on her wrist.
On the one hand, he asked her to cut her wrists, and after she did, he panicked and didn't know what to do. After bandaging her, he threw her into this godforsaken place, and said cruelly that he would kill her. When she opened her eyes, he sent her food and fruits.
While she was threatening, she was reluctant to let go. She wanted to see who could stand up to the other.
"Grandma."
Turning around, Wu Dao was emerging from behind the shimmering white curtains. Since there wasn't even a palace maid here, he didn't even bother using his invisibility technique. He simply walked over to her feet and squatted, "Why were you sent here? I'll have to give you a hard time to find you."
She glanced towards the main hall, where Concubine Chang was sitting there in a daze. She said, "Go back. How do you know when she's crazy and when she's not?"
Wu Dao laughed: "He's just a lunatic. I've been watching you two for a few days."
Nan Qiong Shuang looked him up and down.
She knew that even if she gave him orders, the dog might not do what she told him to do all day. After all, she couldn't tell where he was or wasn't.
"What's the news?"
Wu Dao sneaked up with one hand, picked up a small tomato from the fruit bowl, and bit it between his teeth:
"The situation at the Gu Mansion has been settled."
She listened to him with a calm expression, her nails gradually scratching her fingertips.
"That guy named Gu isn't dead," he chewed. "He's been rescued. We don't have to worry."
She turned her eyes away: "What a pity."
Wu Dao: "What a pity! Auntie, that's silver, pure silver!"
"What do you know?" She sighed. "He and I had a grudge in the past, and now we're under the same hand. Even if he loves me, does that mean I can live in peace? I'd rather die early than have this money."
She looked at him again: "Anything else?"
"Gu is still alive, and the cats and mice in the capital have quieted down for the time being. Chang Zhong has returned from Shanhaiguan, but the army remains outside the pass; Li's army in the capital is also quiet. The mad emperor, hearing that he has been rescued, is in good spirits and is back playing cards in the gambling house. That old Wang, the prime minister, spends every day at Gu's house, nagging him, howling at him, and shouting at the top of his lungs. Gu spends the whole day trying to comfort him."
Nan Qiongshuang closed her eyes.
At times like this, I feel a little envious of Wang Maoxing.
However, since he was fine, she had no reason to ask Wu Dao to take her out of the palace.
I really want to see him, but I’m afraid that if I say too much, I’ll make more mistakes.
"As long as the situation remains stable, that's the best. I don't ask for anything else," she said. "There's nothing else to do. Please go down."
Wu Dao chuckled: "Yes."
"Still keep an eye on me at Prince Ding's Mansion. Come back to me every three days to report on your work."
"One more thing, aunt."
She said, "You say."
"I heard from the mad emperor that the old woman's case has been investigated. Chang Da put pressure on Mr. Li, and Mr. Li reluctantly agreed. The old woman will be released soon. You must find a way to get out of this miserable place. Don't wait until the old woman is gone, or you will be the only one left in the cold palace."
Since Gu Huaijin is fine, it is impossible for Li Xuanbai to keep her under house arrest.
She swatted him like a fly: "Okay, okay, I don't need you to remind me, just get out of here."
Wu Dao smiled broadly, nodded, and left. A few days later, the seal on the door was indeed torn off. The door to Jingsi Xuan, which had not been opened for who knows how many years, finally opened. The cracked and moldy floor tiles in the hall finally saw the light. In came a particularly dignified head maid. Standing between the two doors in the sudden sunlight, she saluted the two dusty figures in the hall.
"Your servant, Li Shenshu, pays respects to Consort Zhen and Consort Dowager."
Li Shenshu.
When Nan Qiongshuang heard the name, she immediately looked at her seriously.
The colleague mentioned by Sun Fen who redeemed himself and now serves in the palace.
How could such a coincidence happen in this world?
Li Shenshu was about forty years old, with a very calm and amiable appearance. He always wore a proper and measured smile. He was polite but neither humble nor arrogant. When he spoke, his words were gentle and firm, and even the small pendant under his ear did not move.
Anyone who looked at her could tell that she was a senior palace maid.
"The Regent has ordered the Dowager Consort to be expelled from Jingsixuan and moved to Zhongcui Palace. The Shanggong Bureau has specially assigned a servant to serve the Dowager personally for several days, helping her with her grooming and dressing."
"Release the concubine? Then I..."
Li Shenshu met her hopeful gaze, lowered his eyes silently, and bowed his head to her.
Nan Qiong Shuang understood instantly and sneered.
Even Concubine Chang was released, but they still wanted to keep her locked up!
She rolled her eyes and turned around to see that Li Shenshu had already walked to the concubine and was speaking to her respectfully while bending over.
The more she looked, the more upset she felt. She turned around and sat down by the window.
This service lasted for several days.
Concubine Chang was originally supposed to move to Zhongcui Palace, but Zhongcui Palace has been uninhabited for many years. If it is to be occupied, it will take some time to clean up, so the concubine is still living in Jingsixuan these days.
Nan Qiong Shuang watched Li Shenshu serving Concubine Chang every day. The woman who had not worn makeup for many years now had her hair and hair become more refined and her face smoother, and she became more radiant day by day. When she thought about the fact that even her two maids lived in Handan Palace, while she was sent to this place alone, the anger in her heart grew more and more every day.
Another day, she was so upset that she went to sit beside the concubine.
Li Shenshu was standing respectfully beside the concubine. When he saw her, he knelt down and saluted.
She asked, "How is Toffee these days?"
The question was originally addressed to Li Shenshu. But before Li Shenshu could answer, the man with a dull expression in the past actually moved his eyes:
"Are you Ye'er's woman?"
Nan Qiong Shuang was startled: "Yes."
These days, perhaps because there was a glimmer of hope for her to escape from the cold palace, the concubine's madness actually improved a little.
Toffee: "Is Ye'er okay?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is in good health."
"Shang'an." The concubine laughed contemptuously, raised an eyebrow and asked her, "Which family are you from?"
She lowered her head and said, "Qinghe Xie family."
"So you're from the same family as Xie Lanyi." The imperial concubine laughed. "If that's the case, stop lying to me. Hysteria runs in our Chang family for generations. As a daughter of the Xie family, are you constantly hoping for my Ye'er's death?"
She said this with a kind smile.
Nan Qiongshuang was stunned: "You..."
"Let me ask you! You stay by my Ye'er's side all day long. Are you hoping for my Ye'er's death every day?"
Her eyes were different from those of the past few days. They were neither cloudy nor crazy, but showed a clear resentment.
I'm afraid the Xie and Chang families are truly enemies. Concubine Chang is undoubtedly responsible for Noble Concubine Xie's death.
Li Shenshu said anxiously: "Empress Zhenfei, the Concubine Dowager is ill, you should..."
Nan Qiong Shuang stood up.
Just as she was about to return to her own place, the tightly closed door of Jingsixuan suddenly opened again. Wu Shun bent his body and walked in. When he saw her, he was particularly warm:
"Mother. Mother!"
As soon as she saw Wu Shun, she knew what was going on.
She laughed: "The Regent is planning to let me out?"
Wu Shun bowed his head to the ground and said, "The Regent just said that he has confined Your Majesty for several days. I believe Your Majesty must have repented during this time. As long as you write a sincere letter of reflection, the Regent will be moved by it and will release you!"
Reflect.
Nan Qiong Shuang sneered.
Reflect? What was there for her to reflect on? She acknowledged every word and sentence she had spoken to Li Xuanbai.
It was he who had concealed the news, it was he who had confined her to her house, it was he who had not allowed her to see him even for the last time, it was he who had banished her to the cold palace! And he wanted her to admit her fault?
She kicked Wu Shun's butt, making him jump out:
"Get lost! If you have the guts, tell the Regent to lock me up like this!"
——Anyway, Chang Da had already planted Mao Linyan beside Emperor Jiaqing. Whether or not to keep her as a pawn in the Regent's camp beside the Emperor was up to him to decide.
Two days later, Wu Shun came in with a humble look and said to her:
"In a few days, the palace will hold a grand banquet to celebrate Concubine Chang's departure from Jingsixuan. The festive day is approaching, and the Regent has issued an order, asking Your Majesty to return to your Handan Palace."
I returned to Handan Palace and stayed quiet for two days.
Gu Huaijin had never entered the palace. It was said that he had been recuperating in the mansion.
Time flies, and it's the day of the palace banquet.
Emperor Jiaqing had been hoping for Concubine Chang to be released from the cold palace for many years. Now that his wish had finally come true, he specially ordered that the palace banquet be held in Ganhe Palace to show his importance.
Nan Qiongshuang went to Ganhe Palace very early because she had been looking forward to seeing Gu Huaijin.
When they arrived outside the Ganhe Palace, it was not yet time to sit down, and a group of court officials were waiting respectfully outside the palace.
The concubines who arrived early did not want to wait at the palace gate, so most of them walked in the imperial garden in groups of three or four to relieve their boredom.
She didn't want to go to a crowded place, and she remembered that they met again after five years, by the lotus pond in the Imperial Garden. She went to the lotus pond again as if possessed by a magic spell.
Willows sway beside the lotus pond.
But there was no one she wanted to see.
She looked around but didn't see any familiar figures. Feeling depressed, she walked around the pond aimlessly.
Next to the lotus pond is a rockery.
She wanted to have some quiet time, so she asked Qinglian and Yuanxiang to stay outside and went into the rockery herself. She twirled a handkerchief in her hand and touched the Taihu stones on the mountain out of boredom.
As I walked, I was in a daze, but suddenly I heard a voice from behind the rocks:
"Brother, you were ordered to go to the border area to train troops a few days ago. How do you feel? Do those soldiers still respect you?"
"Of course. Like me, I've been training with my father since I was a kid. As old as I am, so is the age of our Chang Family Army! Over the years, I've been fighting on horseback with my father, killing the enemy for twenty years. Although I'm young, I'm a veteran! Who dares to disobey me?"
As he spoke, he patted his chest.
A smug and arrogant voice, with a hint of drunken, greasy twang. Chang Zhong.
She immediately hid behind the rocks and hid herself.
"Yes, yes, General Chang is truly a veteran of our army. If we were to rank them by military merit, Prince Ding would be first, and you would definitely be second! Think back to the battle of Tiemayi..."
A familiar voice quickly responded. Xu Wei.
"Hey, Tiemayi, there's no need to mention that. Speaking of the most recent incident, a few days ago in the capital... that person had an accident. As soon as there was a slight movement in the capital, my father sent me to train troops outside Shanhaiguan. Without me, could my father be assured of observing the situation in the capital?"
"Of course. I wonder what father told you when he wanted you to go outside the Great Wall?" This person should be Chang Zhong's younger brother Chang Ping.
"My father said that I am Chang Zhong, 'brave and strong-willed, with a strong character,' and that he would trust me to lead the troops outside Shanhaiguan."
A burst of smug laughter.
The so-called "going to lead troops outside Shanhaiguan" should mean that after Gu Huaijin cut his wrists, each party made preparations, and Chang Da sent Chang Zhong to wait outside Shanhaiguan.
"Of course, Major General! The Chang Family Army will eventually be handed over to you. And it's not just the Chang Family Army! If in the future..."
Having said that, Xu Wei stopped talking.
She understood what he meant. If Prince Ding seized the throne in the future, the throne would have to be passed on to Chang Zhong.
Sure enough, Chang Ping stopped talking.
The inheritance from their parents often leads to quarrels between brothers.
Chang Ping said:
"Ping has always been clumsy and has never been liked by my father. I only regret that although my surname is Chang, I don't have the courage of the Chang family. When you train with your troops in the future, can you take me with you? Ping has no intention of competing with you, but I just want to learn some skills!"
Chang Zhong laughed loudly:
"My dear brother, that's natural! If you avoid your own family, complain and be petty, you'll be laughed at!"
Behind the rocks, there is harmony.
The more Nan Qiongshuang listened, the more interesting she found it.
The Chang Family Army, the Ding Prince's Palace, and the Fuyu Three Guards. Perhaps there will be a dragon throne in the future.
Does Chang Ping really intend to give up these things?
Besides, his words—
There was no intention of contradicting him, every word was full of praise, every sentence was full of praise. However, he actually got something.
When you say such nice things, do you mean that what you say is also nice, or do you have other motives?
She held up a handkerchief to hide a slight smile on her lips, casually scratched the Taihu stone beside her, and turned a corner.
When he looked up, he came face to face with Chang Zhong and his group.
She was stunned for a moment, and forced a kind smile.
The three people opposite saluted together: "Greetings to Empress Zhenfei."
She smiled as if it had nothing to do with her, and said innocently and naturally, "General Chang and his companions, are you also relaxing in the Imperial Garden?"
Across from them, Chang Zhong stood in the center, the center of the room, the center of the room. Flanked by two people, Xu Wei saluted, not daring to look up. Chang Ping glanced at her, seeing her gentle smile beneath her emerald green silk ribbon. His heart suddenly jumped, and he took a step back in fright.
Chang Zhong looked at her with a dazed look on his face, as if he had no idea what the world was.
Chang Zhong didn't say anything, and the other two didn't dare to speak either.
Nan Qiongshuang kindly reminded: "Major General?"
Chang Zhong didn't respond, saliva almost dripping from the corners of his mouth.
She asked again: "Major General?"
"Hey, Madam, Madam." When he came back to his senses, his face was flushed and his philtrum was sweating, making it shiny. "Madam... the last time we met was in the Garden of Laughter. It's been a while since I last saw you. How are you?"
The entire Luojing probably knew that she was under house arrest by the Regent. Chang Zhong didn't know what to say.
She smiled and said, "It's okay. Are you going to Ganhe Hall?" Get out of here quickly.
"Oh, no, no, we're just strolling around here. Your Majesty is in such a good mood today, are you heading into the Imperial Garden?"
As he spoke, he took two steps over and was surprisingly brave enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
She looked at him in astonishment, and then she saw that Xu Wei and Chang Ping did not dare to stop this pervert, but turned their backs tactfully and walked silently along another path.
There was a sudden stench of lustful people under her nose.
"What are you doing, Young General?" she said calmly. "Isn't this disrespectful in the Forbidden City?"
Chang Zhong scratched his head and chuckled, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. I didn't intend to do anything. I just saw that Your Majesty was relaxing here and was worried that you would be bored, so I chatted with you to relieve your boredom."
She felt extremely nauseous, and without saying a word, she lifted her skirt, turned the corner, and walked forward quickly.
Chang Zhong caught up with her in one step, and the back of his sweaty hand brushed against hers.
He did it on purpose.
Nan Qiongshuang felt nauseous.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. Please don't go. I want to talk to you." He had already begun to pant, breathing deeply like a cow. "You know, my father is Prince Ding, and he will eventually tear that madman down. After my father seizes the throne, he will pass it on to me. What are you doing following my cowardly cousin? You might as well..."
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Of course I know!" He spoke more and more anxiously, his words almost connecting with each other. There was a subtle sour smell in the air. Nan Qiong Shuang realized that he had been drinking. "My dear queen, listen to me! If you stay with that madman, how many years can you live? If the situation changes, you will be like a delicate flower under the overturned nest! You are also a flower, no matter where you stick to it, it doesn't matter who you stick to. Why bother to hang yourself..."
Nan Qiongshuang swung her arm and slapped him hard in the face.
The blow made his cheeks shake.
He was so anxious that his whole body turned red like a longevity peach. There was a little white foam at the corner of his mouth from his hasty speaking. He was stunned by her fanning him.
Nan Qiongshuang suddenly felt regretful.
This person is the key figure in the situation of two tigers in one mountain. We cannot act rashly, nor can we offend him easily.
Will her slap change the current situation?
Chang Zhong opened his mouth and panted for a long time, then raised his head. His eyes were filled with muddy desire, his nose was shiny with oil, and he turned his other face to the side:
"You, you... come this way too! Please!"
Nan Qiong Shuang felt as if she had fallen into a pool of sour, smelly, and sticky vomit, unable to take a step or get rid of it.
"Don't give me—"
"Prince."
A clear voice.
Two petals from the crabapple tree fell, pink and swirling, slowly falling before her eyes.
Suddenly, she felt a familiar and comforting scent under her nose.
She watched Chang Zhong's face change.
The man behind her said lightly:
"What can I do for you, my lord?"
Chang Zhong took a step back with trembling lips: "Mr. Gu."
Gu Huaijin responded calmly.
"The prince is busy with affairs, yet he has the air conditioning to tease the concubine." He laughed, "If you still want your head, please go back."
As long as he stood behind her, she felt at ease.
She breathed softly, fearfully. As long as he was there, the air would carry some of his scent.
Knowing he was right behind her, she couldn't help but want to lean back.
Opposite, Chang Zhong saw this giant Buddha - because of his own frustration, the whole of Luojing was jumping around like a giant Buddha, so he didn't dare to provoke it and left in a panic and resentment.
Suddenly, there were only two people left in the rockery.
It was almost evening, and the light orange afterglow shone through the soft willow leaves onto the rockery, making the delicate Taihu stones sparkle with golden light.
She lowered her eyes and turned around nervously.
She has been worried and anxious these days, thinking about him day and night.
He had become even thinner, his translucent skin stretched across his bones, almost transparent, revealing his elegant bone structure. He was so pale that he looked fragile, almost as if a finger could penetrate him.
But it is still tall and straight.
However, precisely because of her upright posture, her clothes seemed even emptier, and even when she was doing nothing, her clothes were already fluttering in the wind.
Her eyes immediately turned red, she pursed her lips and wanted to touch his face.
But he suddenly said, "...You've lost weight. What's wrong?"
Hot tears immediately gathered in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" "What's wrong?"
He still has the mind to ask!
Gu Huaijin looked at her with red eyes, fluttering eyelashes and tears in his eyes. He naturally knew why she had lost weight.
He had been planning to ask these words for a long time.
He had to ask her casually, as if nothing had happened. Then he would wait for her to understand that if she really didn't want him, he would be unable to bear it and would die. And if he died, she would never be free.
He couldn't figure out whether he should love her again, and he didn't know what he could do if he didn't.
He wanted to know how to compensate Tianshan, but apart from committing suicide on the mountain, he didn't know what else he could do.
He didn't know whether she loved him or not, and he didn't know what he could do if she didn't love him.
So he sought death.
Love can't let go of hatred, hate can't let go of love. He wants to let go, but he can't bear to; he doesn't let go, but he's spineless; after letting go, he finds that there are already people queuing up beside her, waiting for him to make room.
What could he do? What did she tell him to do? Did she leave him any other options?
After much thought, the only option is to commit suicide.
——Kill three birds with one stone.
He doesn't need to love anymore. He has done his best for Tianshan, and she will remember him forever.
He had an almost malicious expectation, expecting her to collapse and regret.
But, he really saw her with tears in her eyes, head tilted up, looking aggrieved, and looking at him cautiously.
He still felt pain for her.
"All right, dear..." he said, "I'm just..."
"You're just?" She couldn't help shaking, and with the last bit of rationality left, she questioned in a whisper, "You're just? You're just what? Cutting your wrists? Letting your own blood play? What's so hard to get over... Gu Huaijin! What's so hard to get over that you're willing to take your own life?! I told you, I'll tell you everything you want to know...!"
"Okay, dear, you..." He reached for her hand, which was hidden within her sleeves. Her hand was so cold that it made his heart skip a beat. He felt both distressed and relieved. "You...you were locked up in the cold palace? Did you have a fight with him? Why?"
He smiled deeply:
"Don't you know his personality best? Why would you argue with him? I thought you would only coax him."
"When will I coax him?!" She glared.
There was no one around, so Gu Huaijin took her cold hand in his palm and rubbed it, touching her soft fingers, and felt a round object - the ring he gave her.
I never saw her wear the pair of earrings I made for her even for a single day.
He smiled knowingly.
"What's the big deal? Why are you in such a hurry?" He laughed. "I don't take it to heart. You're not forcing me..." He choked a little, "Aren't you forcing me to break up?"
Suddenly he paused.
The breathing of both of them stopped for a moment, and they let go of each other in an instant.
When Wang Maoxing's crimson official robe emerged from the secluded path of the rockery, the two men's sleeves were still swaying.
Now, Wang Maoxing was too worried that he would be lost in his thoughts because of the disaster in Tianshan, so he followed him all day long. To put it nicely, he was accompanying him, but to put it bluntly, he was harassing him.
The two of them turned their eyes away in fear.
Wang Maoxing stroked his beard and stamped his feet: "Ah, Mr. Gu!"
Nan Qiongshuang had something to hide after all, so she took a step back awkwardly. But fearing that she was trying to hide something, she quietly took half a step back, not daring to look at Wang Maoxing.
Wang Maoxing took two steps forward, pulled Gu Huaijin away, and stared at her face.
Seeing this, she felt a chill in her heart.
What are you looking at? Is it revealed?
She looked at Wang Maoxing in surprise and doubt, and a tear that had just accumulated in her eyes slipped down.
Wang Maoxing sighed, shook his sleeves and stamped his feet:
"Mr. Gu, in my opinion, the Empress is the Emperor's beloved concubine after all. Even if you dislike her, why bother chasing her and mocking her? Alas... you just came back from the gates of hell!"
Nan Qiongshuang and Gu Huaijin looked at each other in silence for a moment.
Suddenly I understood everything.
The two people who are deeply attached to each other, kiss deeply every day, and are inseparable from each other, now, in the eyes of outsiders, are a pair of mortal enemies who are at loggerheads with each other.
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