Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 3 The Man in the Picture

Nan Zhen twitched the corner of her mouth, "It's okay."

"But the slave girl doesn't seem to be okay."

Nan Zhen: "...shut up."

"Oh."

This little girl named Dongyue can't speak very much——Nan Zhen's first impression.

But fortunately, she has a sincere heart, and she is also devoted to the "Miss Li Concubine" in her mouth.

Nan Zhen got her care, and originally wanted to discuss with her and stay for a few days, but Dongyue cried and hugged her, "Mother, where are you going, don't you want me?"

Dongyue was very strong and strong, and she lay on Nan Zhen's body, making her almost out of breath.

Nan Zhen was so badly injured that she even struggled to raise her hand, let alone push her away.

I had no choice but to squeeze out the words, "If you don't let go, I will be strangled to death by you."

She didn't want to escape the pursuit of many martial arts masters, only to die in the hands of a little girl instead.

It's too embarrassing to spread.

"Oh, sorry ma'am!"

Suddenly, Dongyue let go of the shackles, took two steps back, and said with a serious look, "Mother, don't leave me, I can do many things!

I can carry water, do laundry, cook, do carpentry... and I can also let the wind go when the empress and Mr. Shen have a tryst..."

Dongyue spoke very seriously, but Nan Zhen was confused.

This concubine Li is a bit wild, as the emperor's concubine, she still has a tryst with other men?

"By the way, ma'am, there is also a painting drawn by Mr. Shen for you. I forgot to take it out yesterday. Take a look!"

Before Nan Zhen could speak in the future, she rushed to find Danqing, as if she was afraid that she would be left behind.

The painting was hidden in a pile of hay. When Dongyue took it out, she carefully skimmed off the crumbs on it, untied the tie, and the scroll unfolded in front of her eyes.

Nan Zhen was not interested at first, but when she saw the person in the painting, she fell silent.

The person in this painting is too similar to her.

The double pupils are water-cut, the look is bright, the bridge of the nose is exquisite and straight, and the outline is smooth, which is a very aggressive appearance.

Even if it is thrown into thousands of flowers, it can be picked out at a glance.

With this kind of beauty, even if you don't do anything, you will be the most envied.

Nan Zhen, as the owner of Mingyue Pavilion, has always shown herself wearing a bamboo hat for convenience. No one has seen her real face except for the two close subordinates around her.

She did not expect that in the depths of the palace, there was a woman who looked so similar to herself, so it was no wonder that Dongyue always recognized her as Concubine Li.

"So, your mother was thrown into the cold palace because she had a private meeting with a man?"

Dongyue corrected, "No, my lady, why did you even forget this? It was because you couldn't speak that you offended His Majesty, that's why you fell into the limbo."

Such a beautiful woman, but she has a mouth.

She sighed, extremely annoyed, "The maidservant reminded you quietly at that time, but His Majesty was too angry to be merciful."

"..."

Nan Zhen was speechless for a moment, she always felt that Dongyue's reminder might make the emperor even more angry.

However, in this way, Nan Zhen stayed in the cold palace as Concubine Li for the time being to recuperate.

It was impossible for her to tell Dongyue her real identity, she just wanted to wait for the real Concubine Li to come back, and then she would leave quietly.

This cold palace is really broken - Nan Zhen's second impression.

Rainy days do not shelter the rain, cloudy days do not block the wind, and there are ruins everywhere. It is not easy to cultivate a place where one can sleep here.

But fortunately, Dongyue is a diligent person, and she does things quickly, and repaired everything that could be repaired in three or two days.

Although the windows still leak air, they will not make a whimpering sound like a ghost horn.

The door panel is still on the verge of falling, half suspended in the air, and cannot be replaced for the time being.

(End of this chapter)