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With the help of pomegranates, Jingfei put on her crown and dressed in layers. Against the backdrop of candlelight, she was really brilliant and elegant.

Pomegranate pulled her to the brass mirror and smiled and said, "Empress, look, how beautiful it is. Only when you wear this dress on you can look so grand, just as if you were born to wear it."

Concubine Jing looked at herself in the bronze mirror, looked at her left and right, and smiled with satisfaction, "It's hard for you to be determined. It takes a lot of effort to make this dress, right?"

"No, as long as the empress is happy, it will be worth it for me to be." Pomegranate replied with a smile, but in his heart, yes, a lot of kung fu has been doing it since he entered the palace, but these are nothing. The difficulty is how to gain your trust and how to push you step by step into the sweet trap I dug.

If you were to wear the clothes you dreamed of in your entire life before you died, wouldn’t you be as unwilling as I did and then be reborn?

Mother, I don’t want to die again, so don’t come back!

The more hated the pomegranate felt, the sweeter the smile on her face became.

Concubine Jing smiled and shaved her nose, "You ghostly spirit." Then, she looked at herself in the bronze glass and said reluctantly: "Okay, I've been through it, it's time to take it off. After all, no matter how suitable it is for me, it's still not the time to belong to me."

"Empress..."

Concubine Jing smiled at her, "Help me take it off. If someone else sees it, it will be bad. This is a serious crime of beheading the head, and we will all suffer, especially you, the one who makes clothes."

Although it was a joke, he really treated the pomegranate as his own person and thought about her heart and soul.

Pomegranate felt sour and hard to bear, and his hands hanging in his sleeves clenched into fists.

Mother, if you really love me so much, you are so concerned about a palace maid who behaves like me, why would you kill me?

Why?

"Empress, since you have put it on, why not wear it for a while. After taking it off, I will hide it. After this time, I will wear it next time. I don't know when it will be." Pomegranate calmed down and continued to smile and bewitch the eyes, but their eyes unconsciously floated out of the hall.

If nothing unexpected happens, the father should have come too.

Could it be that Concubine Wan’s affairs really made the father exhausted?

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard the shouts of the palace maid guarding outside the hall, "Emperor!"

emperor?

Concubine Jing was delighted at first. The emperor hadn’t been to her for a long time!

Just as I was about to go out, I tripped down my feet and suddenly realized that I was wearing a crown suit!

Concubine Jing suddenly became panicked.

"Stone, pomegranate! Hurry up. Go out and stop the emperor!" Concubine Jing subconsciously wanted to hide in the inner room.

But Pomegranate grabbed her with a clear eye and opened her big wet eyes and asked naively: "Why? The emperor is here, the empress should be happy!"

Concubine Jing didn't care whether she really didn't understand or not, and tried hard to shake off her hand. "Pomegranate! You're desperate!"

"I have entered this palace and my life is no longer my own. Why should I say this?" Pomegranate still pulled her, her eyes filled with innocence.

Concubine Jing stared at her in horror, her face full of disbelief.

At this moment, the emperor had already stepped into the hall and saw that Concubine Jing was grabbed by a small palace maid.

What's going on?

The emperor was surprised. He was about to go up and ask clearly, but he noticed the clothes that Concubine Jing was wearing.

That's...

"Bastard!" The emperor was furious and pointed at her nose and cursed: "Lin Yuehua, you are trying to rebel! I am not dead yet!"

The emperor had never called her name with her name like this. Usually, he would call her Huaer intimately, even when he didn't like her, he would still call her Concubine Jing coldly with a stern face.

Lin Yuehua...

Concubine Jing knew that the emperor was dying. Not only did he not regard him as his woman, but he did not regard her as his concubine!

"Emperor!" Concubine Jing turned around and knelt on the ground with a "thump". She lost all her dignity and arrogance. She begged for mercy in a low voice, "Emperor, I have no intention of offending the emperor. I am just because it's fun. Please forgive me!"

Fun?

My mother was really shocked.

Is this kind of thing just a fun sentence to get rid of it?

Sure enough, the emperor was even more angry when he heard this, staring at her and said word by word: "Lin Yuehua, I didn't expect you to keep ill-intentioned. Good, if you have a son to rebel, you will rebel, and I will fulfill your wish!"

"Emperor!" Lin Yuehua's face immediately turned pale as paper.

What does it mean that the son she gave birth to rebel?

Emperor, have the emperor heard of something?

Concubine Jing opened her mouth and was about to explain, but the emperor said loudly, "Come here! Tell Concubine Jing to me and execute her on a date! I want to see if her good son will come to rebel and save her!"

Concubine Jing felt that her eyes turned dark, and she fell back and fainted.

The emperor didn't even look at it, and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Emperor." A soft and light female voice came from behind.

The emperor turned around and looked at it. Seeing that it was the little maid who had just grabbed Concubine Jing, he couldn't help but sneer, "Don't rush to plead, either of you can escape."

Once the matter is found out, all the people in Wuhua Palace will die.

Unexpectedly, she shook her head and chuckled, "I understand that I don't want to ask for love. I just want the emperor to kill me into the cold palace. Since they are all dead, I want to die with the empress."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the little palace maid looked like she was not very old last year, but she was full of courage and could not even see a trace of panic in her eyes.

However, no matter how much he appreciates, he will not be soft-hearted.

So he was silent for a moment, and Liangliang said, "It's up to you."

Pomegranate knelt on the ground to thank the emperor for his grace, and then watched his figure leave. It was not until someone outside came in to catch people that she pulled the corners of her lips and smiled.

Just seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, but it is meaningless to lose or win or win.

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The news that Jingfei's attempt to commit crimes in privately made phoenix clothes quickly spread in the palace.

While everyone admired Concubine Jing's courage, they felt that she was either not brain-loving or was desperate.

The involvement of concubines in the harem in all dynasties is a dead end, not to mention that Concubine Jing was caught by the emperor in her crown and uniform.

But some people disagree. Not to mention that Concubine Jing gave birth to the third prince, she said that she had a foreign family, Jian'an Hou Mansion, and it was not so easy to give her death.

Since ancient times, the palace has been connected with the interests of the previous dynasty, and the network of relationships is even more complicated and closely related. As long as the Jian'an Marquis' Mansion does not fall completely and as long as the third prince is still valued, Concubine Jing will definitely not die.

If the emperor wants to execute Concubine Jing, it can only prove that the Jian'an Marquis's Mansion has been exhausted and the third prince... has no chance of throne.

So everyone was holding back their energy to see how the emperor would deal with Concubine Jing. They just waited for the result to come. They could probably know what direction the wind was blowing in the court and where they could fall.

When Concubine Duan heard the news, she was also stunned. After a while, she said quietly, "Is this God helping me or is there any expert who is punishing Concubine Jing behind the scenes?"

She thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was, so she could only swallow this huge joyful fruit with gratitude and carefulness.

Who knew that when she told her son about this incident, her son, who had always been carefree, suddenly lowered his face and said solemnly: "It seems that things are irreversible."

"What?"

"Mother, if nothing unexpected happens, the third brother will be forced to jump over the wall. You must remember that no matter what happens, you must keep calm and not fight head-on with the third brother."

Concubine Duan was puzzled, "If he really dared to rebel, I would welcome him, because I am afraid he would not have the courage!"

Xiao Huan frowned, "Uncle is far away from the northwest, and even if he wants to rescue the car, he will not be able to catch up in time. You and your third brother face each other head-on, and it is obvious that you are secretly cultivating power. At that time, no matter whether you win or not, you will not be able to get rid of the suspicion of rebellion."

"If I really win, who dares to say something wrong?" Concubine Duan disagreed. If the third prince rebelled and refused to take action, she would be a fool. How could she miss such a great opportunity?

"I'm afraid that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole are behind you. You are working hard to clear the obstacles for others!" Xiao Huan's tone was quite disappointed. "I suspect that a third party was trying to make trouble, forcing us to fight against each other. When both sides were injured, he would take the opportunity to make a profit."

Concubine Duan felt from the bottom of her heart that her son had paranoia for persecution.

Except for the second and third princes, who else in this court has the strength to join the dispute over the throne?

It would be too late to eliminate dissidents while being open and honest, and wait for the third prince to force the palace to take office!

However, she remembered that Xiao Huan was repulsive when she mentioned the reserve position, and she was unwilling to say these words to him.

Regardless of whether the third prince will rebel or not, according to the current situation, the throne will be his sooner or later, and it will be useless if he is not happy!

"Mother, do you understand?" Xiao Huan looked at her very seriously.

Although he can indeed stay away from these disputes as Lin Zhaoyan said, Concubine Duan is his mother after all, how could he stay out of the matter?

Besides... she is still in Shengjing and in the palace, how could she think he can leave with peace of mind?

"Mother understands." Concubine Duan sighed, wondering in her heart how she had given birth to such a son who was not motivated. She was really afraid that even after becoming the emperor, he would be careless and unemployed.

She was so worried.
Chapter completed!