Chapter 853： Everyone except me is born again (43)

853 Except Me, Everyone Is Reborn (43)

This evening, Yuan Yuan didn't come.

Xia Ling had a rare night's sleep, but it was also strange. He was annoyed when he was there. Now the Yuanyuan people were not there. Xia Ling was sleeping on the bed by himself, tossing and turning, but the bed was somewhat empty.

I didn't sleep well all night, and Xia Ling finally slept on the pillow of Yuan Yuan.

The faint ambergris poured into the nose and accompanied her to sleep all night.

The next day, early spring called her to get up for a meal.

Xia Ling got up, took a meal, and after washing for a while, the palace person passed to Chunhua Palace.

The grandfather Guo visited the palace and asked to see He Guizhen.

Xia Ling's eyes brightened when she heard Ling mother coming.

She greeted the front of the palace door and watched Ling Ling follow behind the palace girl.

Seeing the familiar figure far away, Xia Ling was a little excited. In the palace, she didn't even have a person to talk to.

Xia Ling was in a much better mood when she could talk to Ling mother.

Mother Ling: "I've seen He Guizhen."

Ling mother looked at the girl who was obviously well-bred.

She was wearing a jade-colored palace dress, which was embroidered with taupe-colored fairy crane patterns and layered palace dresses, which were not burdensome at all, only people looked soft and luxurious.

Such a good material, the whole of Kyoto is afraid that it is no more than three horses, and it is all used on the girl in front of her.

"No need to be polite, Madam Guo Guo quickly got up." Xia Ling helped Ling mother.

Two people made a courtesy in front of the palace gate of Chunhua Palace, and Xia Ling immediately led Ling mother into the main hall.

Visiting relatives like Ling Mu can only last one hour according to palace rules, and Xia Ling wants to save time.

The two entered the main hall as early as summer and early autumn, and kept outside the hall with interest, leaving only the early spring to serve in the hall.

Sitting on a ottoman by the window, Ling mother looked at the fruits and snacks on the table, which were not available this season.

The bodhi fruit and the little bergamot are hard to buy, and there is no price at all, so you can see some in the palace. Seeing that the girl is so rich, it seems that these have gotten to Chunhua Palace and she can use it.

When she was outside the palace, Ling mother heard that Ling Wangxi was dominating in the palace, but she didn't think she could do it.

But now, Ling mother saw Chunhua Palace's treatment comparable to that of the queen, and she finally knew what it was to be a bully ...

This is no way to live for other concubines.

Xia Ling: "Mother, why are you here?"

Mother Ling returned to God: "I was brought by the saint."

Gaze fell on Xia Ling's stomach, Ling mother looked more relaxed, "Wang Xi, listen to the palace people on the road said, are you happy?"

Xia Ling: "Well, the doctor was diagnosed yesterday."

Ling mother nodded and gave Chunchun a look.

In the early spring, I poured tea, knowing that the masters had something to say, they immediately retreated.

Finally there was no one else in this palace. Ling mother sighed and stopped looking at Xia Ling with anxiety.

"Wang Xi, looking at you so well, my mother always feels uneasy."

"I'm not expecting you to be bad, but I feel that you are all here now, looking at it like dreaming, my whole body is floating, my heart is also trembling, and nothing is implemented."

Looking at Ling mother, she knew the concerns in her heart.

Xia Ling held his mother's hand across the small table and laughed.

"Mother, look at your daughter now, outside the palace, who doesn't know that the sage is good for her daughter? Yesterday, a slippery vein was diagnosed. Today, the sage is afraid that her daughter is in a bad mood, so she just called her mother?"

"Look at this harem, except for your daughter, who can have this treatment?"

"You ..." Mother Ling sighed. "How good the sage is to you, how can I not know, I heard that the Luoshen pictures hanging in Shang's study are all drawn by you."

Pure hand hit, turtle speed. A thousand words written till now. Two thousand words short, I will supply you tomorrow at noon.

(End of this chapter)