Joan was confused: "ah?"

He also said that he had heard it wrong. He raised his eyes in surprise. Seeing that her master was really asking seriously, she could find her voice. He replied in surprise: "are you confused, madam? The emperor was in our Palace last night? You've been together all night. "

"Oh, that's it."

It seems that she misunderstood.

With no emotion, Zhao Wanxi hooks her lower lip. She hands her bun to Joan and presses her sideburns.

"Don't let her wait. Let's hear it. Joan, let the nanny of the steamed stuffed bun take him to the Hehuan hall first, and say, "I'll come later. Remember, take more people and take care of the steamed stuffed bun."

If she really is the rumored queen Wanxi That little bun is her own son.

And Leng Yulin, and Leng Zitong, the real mother of three children

The first half of Zhao Wanxi's command is for the little maid who came in to reply, and the second half is for Joan.

Taking advantage of the little maid in waiting for her to pass on, Joan goes out of the inner hall with the bun in her arms. At a glance, she sees that in addition to the two nannies and the two maids, Bai Lian, who was ridiculed by her before, is also there.

Without paying attention to her, Joan gave the steamed stuffed bun to the nurse. She explained it carefully according to Zhao Wanxi's instructions. She was about to send someone away, but Bai Lian took the initiative to come up.

She also has a good memory. This time, she didn't call her sister directly.

"Miss Joan, since you want to send me down to the hall of joy, why don't you let me go with you? If I have nothing to do, I can take care of it. "

"You?"

With so many people following her, how can she be an outsider?

In her heart, Joan sneered at Bai Lian's gallant behavior. Just remember Zhao Wanxi's advice, this time did not continue to embarrass her, only cool way: "you love to go."

With that, he turned into the inner hall to help Zhao Wanxi change clothes.

At the moment when Joan turned around, Bai Lian's eyes quickly crossed with an angry color. In a flash, soon, she was innocent and innocent, smiling kindly at the nanny holding the bun.

"Are you mother Hu? Your highness is lovely. Can I hold him? "

"I'm sorry, Miss White. Your highness doesn't like to be hugged casually."

The attitude is lukewarm ground returned a, wet Niang turns round to walk. I stood in the same place and pinched my fingers.

However, she soon followed.

In the main hall of Qionghua palace, Zhao Wanxi is sitting on a phoenix chair, solemnly Take a nap.

In her next head, stands a gorgeous Ouyang Huajing.

There was also a chair beside her, but she did not sit down. Instead, she stood stubbornly, pointed the corner of her eyes like a handkerchief, and then looked coldly at the person above and spoke to herself.

"The emperor ordered that the queen should be respected in the harem, so my sister thought, I'd like to tell you. At least something so big happened, and my sister is of dragon origin. I'm really scared.

This time is the sister with the fetus in the belly of life, Fang can escape a disaster, who knows there will be next time? If you don't get rid of the younger generation in the middle of the night in the palace, your younger sister can't sleep well. You should ask her to be the master. "

Huh?

Can't sleep well? And then what? Take someone to ask Leng junao to sleep with you? This is taking words in mapping, threatening her?