When Ruoyun saw Xie Zhaohua for the first time, she looked panicked because of Xiao Yuchen.
"She's not a noble lady. Coincidentally, the queen has the same name as the orphan girl who took refuge with the Xie family some time ago, 㳍Fu Yu. I don't know where this name came from."
Xie Zhaohua's lips trembled, and he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
It is no coincidence that Xiao Yuchen's queen, the woman whom he dotes on to the core, is the orphan Fu Yu.
"Miss, I heard that the harem is in chaos right now. There are concubines who want to escape from the deep palace as soon as they arrive. They can't wait to pack up their belongings and wait at the palace gates to leave. There are also concubines who want to win the emperor's favor and refuse to leave. They are forcibly dragged away by the maids."
Ruoyun spoke vividly.
She knew that her master had no feelings for Xiao Yuchen and wanted to leave the palace.
It's just because of family interests that I have to stay here.
Now that Xiao Yuchen has taken the initiative to disband his harem, Xie Zhaohua has finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel and can stay with her beloved forever.
She was about to congratulate the young lady when she saw Xie Zhaohua collapse to the ground.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Ruoyun hurried to help Xie Zhaohua.
She felt cold all over and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"Miss, your hands are so cold, what happened to you? Don't scare Ruoyun."
Xie Zhaohua regained his sanity from the collapse.
She should be happy.
Xiao Yuchen will be murdered by the rebels sooner or later, and the woman who dies with him will no longer be her, but Fu Yu.
You should be happy.
But why?
She couldn't smile at all!
It was she who pushed Fu Yu to Xiao Yuchen. It was she who let Fu Yu have all this.
Xie Zhaohua felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
If Xie Zhaohua had not changed the plot, Fu Yu would have bumped into Old Lady Pei.
In the end, after all Fu Yu's calculations, she was at best just a favorite concubine of the Pei family. There was no chance that she would meet Xiao Yuchen and become the queen.
Xie Zhaohua even thought about what would happen if she helped her father tie up Fu Yu and send her to the bridal chamber that night.
Fu Yu would become her father's concubine, and when her father died, she would be buried with him.
Rather than jealousy and unwillingness, Xie Zhaohua felt more regret.
He regretted sending a woman who was far inferior to him to the throne.
"Miss, the hour of Xu is almost here. Are you still going to the stables?"
Ruoyun was a little unsure. It seemed that Xiao Yuchen's decision to establish a queen was a huge blow to Xie Zhaohua.
Could it be that the young lady actually likes Xiao Yuchen, but is just saying one thing and thinking another and doesn't want to admit it?
"Go, of course!"
Xie Zhaohua straightened the shaky golden hairpin.
In any case, things have happened and she has to think about her own way out.
When she returns to the Xie family, her father will definitely find a new husband for her.
Instead of getting married blindly again, it is better to find a man you like and spend the rest of your life with him.
And Pei Jingheng is the best choice.
Xie Zhaohua had just washed and dressed up and changed into a brocade dress, ensuring that Pei Jingheng would be unable to take his eyes off her the moment he saw her.
The cold moonlight illuminates the man's straight back.
Xie Zhaohua walked to Pei Jingheng's side with a smile and said in a soft voice, "Jingheng."
Pei Jingheng turned around and saw the beautiful Xie Zhaohua, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble.
"Zhaohua."
Xie Zhaohua couldn't hide his smugness after getting the expected reaction.
I lowered my eyes and saw the snacks in Pei Jingheng's left hand.
It’s Yuanmingxuan’s steamed cake.
It is said that if two lovers eat the cakes and the cakes stay together, they are said to be destined to be together and nothing can separate them.
"Yuan Ming Xuan is dozens of kilometers away from the capital, and you actually did it for me..."
Xie Zhaohua's eyes were filled with tears. Pei Jingheng was just like in his previous life. As long as she liked something, even if it was the stars in the sky, he would find ways to pick it down.
Xie Zhaohua opened the pastry box directly and did not notice the coldness that flashed across Pei Jingheng's face.
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