These concubines did not stay in the house in the middle of winter, but sat in the small pavilions.
Liu Chun frowned slightly: "It's Chen Zhaoyi and the others, Princess, let's go."
Wen Yu noticed that Liuchun was in a bad mood. Just as she was about to ask her what was wrong, they noticed someone coming and all looked over.
The sight of everyone turning back at once made Wen Yu shudder.
"It turns out to be Princess Duanyang."
"Why are you dressed like this?"
"I haven't had much chance to see you since you left the palace and started your own residence."
"That's right. You don't come to see us often."
"You used to be able to sit down and have a cup of tea, but now I think the only thing on your mind is Prime Minister Lin."
"Why don't you come sit in my palace?"
"Come sit in my palace..."
"What do you mean go to your palace? You should go to my place..."
Wen Yu: ...
Wen Yu was overwhelmed when she saw all the girls suddenly surrounding her.
She took two steps back and shouted with a look of despair: "Stop!"
"You should tell your royal brother these words. It will only be useful if he goes to your palace. It's useless to me."
After saying that, he winked at Liuchun and tried to slip away, but was grabbed by the sleeve.
Chen Zhaoyi held her hand and said with a smile, "Duan Yang, why are you running away? We are not going to eat you."
Li Shunyi echoed: "That's right, we sisters just want to find you to reminisce about the past."
As he said this, he pulled Wen Yu into the pavilion regardless of anything.
"I heard that you were sick again a few days ago, right?"
"If I could leave the palace, I would definitely go to visit you."
"How are things going between you and Prime Minister Lin? Does he still look down on you?"
"It's okay, don't be discouraged. You're just not very smart. But if you keep begging for too long, Prime Minister Lin will have no choice but to agree sooner or later."
When Wen Yu heard this, she narrowed her eyes and a meaningful look flashed across her face.
She just let them do what they wanted because they were all sweet and soft women and concubines, and was too lazy to struggle.
But what are the composition of these people now?
Wen Yu waved her arm and shook off the two people who were holding on tightest.
She sneered and looked at Chen Zhaoyi coldly, "How can you be so rude? How dare a mere Zhaoyi touch me? Do you still respect the elders?"
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