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Chapter 184 Are you going to rely on me?

At the moment, the queen mother is wearing hair, bare feet, and clenched fists, like a crazy woman.

She stared bitterly at Concubine Xian who had already recovered her dignity, and the look in her eyes that pretended to be sympathetic but was actually a joke made her murderous again.

The intention to kill doesn't exist now, she had it more than a year ago, and she put it into action.

It's a pity that the sky does not kill her, and the dead woman did not die, and the declining sun turned into the rising sun.

As far as her current Gu Panshenghui is, no matter how she looks like a concubine, Gu Lingyan doesn't look as good as her!
The Empress Dowager began to suspect that some time ago the dead woman always came to the Xiangning Palace sickly to show her weakness and let her disarm her, maybe she would recover sooner.

Mistake, she didn't see it, and she was complacent!

If she had been more skeptical at the beginning, and given another dose of strong medicine, she might be the one who showed off her power, how could she be reduced to the point of being played like a monkey?

Still rushing like a law, what the hell is scary!
At that time, she was really afraid that the dead woman would prick her with a needle or a hairpin, and her heart almost jumped out.

But she even scratched her, it might as well be pricked with a needle, at least she can be charged with murdering the queen mother.

Scratch her, actually scratch her.
Wu Bo winked at Shan Yu, and he released the acupoints for the emperor and others.

But in the eyes of the emperor, it is better not to understand than to understand.

When you can't move, you can still be indifferent to your mother who is in extreme embarrassment. After all, you are controlled by others; but once you can move, you have to react, but how should you react?

Pretending to be in a coma, even the imperial doctor couldn't see the flaws, but was woken up by being tickled, who would believe it?
To him, such a thing as a face was already extremely extravagant.

The king of a country exists in name only, if he hadn't killed the little emperor, he might still be the emperor who is above him.

Regret?

regret!
I regret that I didn't send more people to kill all of Leng Yuan, so that I have today's shame!
I also regret that I didn't attack Gu Jinhao earlier, so that his mother has nothing to fear!

But it is useless to regret, firstly, there is no chance, and secondly, his power is not enough to deal with them.

All civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were respectful and shouted long live, but most of them believed that the throne of the father was passed on to Gu Jinhao.

What's more, they criticized the way the former emperor got the throne. In their hearts, this world should belong to the little emperor's uncle, and he is the emperor's grandfather's favorite heir.

The emperor coughed and was put under house arrest for many days, with no one intruding into the palace to visit him. Once he was the emperor and the courtiers, did he really think he was dead?A pile of weeds!

Spit your anger on Zhang Degui and Jin Feng: "The queen mother just woke up from a coma, why don't you two help her to lie on the couch?"

The two hurried forward to do so.

Uncle Wu turned to Shen Qingshu: "Second son, if the queen mother is unconscious, there is no need to call the imperial doctor, just go directly to the Shou'an Palace and ask the concubine Xian to come over."

Concubine Xian's smile froze: "Old Wu, I am the concubine. Do you know what the concubine is doing? Eating and drinking in the harem, playing and playing around to support her life. It's fine to help once in a while. What do you want?" Did you rely on this Palace?"

It's been a long time since I heard this "Old Wu". It was the old man He Li who called it before.

Forget it, as long as this fine concubine doesn't call "Uncle Wu", let her!
"Concubine Xian, how can I rely on you? It's just that you are the most beautiful and kind-hearted in this harem. You are reluctant to trample on ants to death. Can you bear to see the Queen Mother die suddenly in a coma?"

The queen mother glared at Uncle Wu suddenly, you died suddenly!Your whole family died suddenly!

Concubine Xian raised her eyebrows and brushed her hair back. She was beautiful and kind-hearted, indeed.

The most difficult thing in her life to refuse is someone who tells the truth, not to mention that the truth comes from an elder.

"Okay, I agree. Second son, listen to Uncle Wu! I'm tired, Yuping, go back to the palace!"

Fang Xu heard "Little Erzi" again and again from the left, almost grinning, but was patted on the back of the head by Shen Qingshu, calming down.

After leaving the Xiangning Palace, I feel refreshed.

Concubine Xian walked lightly like a butterfly, almost flying.

"Your Majesty, please slow down, the Fifth Highness may not have left yet!"

With a word that awakened the dreamer, Concubine Xian stopped in her tracks with a face like a bitter melon.

"Xiao Wu has been honed for so many days anyway, do you still care about how many days are left? I come here every day to talk about it, and I am so annoyed that I can't sleep at night!"

Yuping's temples are protruding, and she has a great appetite, and she feels that the sun is rising. Is this her unwillingness to eat and sleepless nights?

Touched by her disgust, Concubine Xian blushed slightly.Clearing his throat, he walked with small graceful steps and said, "Who knows the hardships of this palace! Is it because I am worried about Lao Shiwu and Qingshuang that I force myself to eat more and sleep more, Yuping, do you understand? "

Yuping expressed his understanding, even though he was extremely incomprehensible in his heart.

"Sister!" A quiet and gentle voice came.

Concubine Xian didn't think she was called and continued to move forward.

Yuping glanced back and reminded: "My lady, I'm calling you!"

"Are you kidding? All the women in the palace who can call me sister are almost dead. Could it be a ghost?"

Yuping held her back: "Your Majesty, there is still a Concubine Jing."

Mrs. Jing?
it seems that.

"But didn't she leave the palace earlier?"

"She went out to recuperate, she was not expelled from the palace, and she can't come back?"

When she turned around, Concubine Jing had already arrived in front of her with the help of her maid Lu Xin.

Dressed in plain palace attire, with very light make-up, her otherwise unremarkable appearance looked very listless.

Concubine Xian had a close relationship with her when she was young, because Concubine Jing's son, the sixth prince, Gu Xingshen, was about the same age as Gu Jinhao, and they often played together when they were young.

But when Gu Xingshen was five years old, he suddenly had a high fever and died prematurely, and it was too late to treat him. Since then, Concubine Jing shed tears all day long and never interacted with others, so the relationship is far away.

Concubine Jing stood up and supported her, Yuping retreated to the back with Luxin.

"When did my sister return to the palace?" Concubine Xian hadn't seen this intimacy for a long time, and seeing her smile again, she guessed that she was relieved.

"I just returned to the palace today. I haven't seen my sister for a long time, and I miss her very much."

If you miss, you can't see the affection of missing.

Concubine Xian didn't care, after all, the affection in her youth had already been exhausted, and it was all just a scene.

"Then go and sit with me!"

Sure enough, as Yuping said, Gu Binghe still didn't leave, just waiting for her.

As soon as we met, he acted like a baby: "Ms. Taifei, I want to take a vacation. Did you tell Uncle Wu just now?"

"Let's talk about it when your fourth brother comes back. By the way, Xiao Wu, do you still know her?"

Gu Binghe looked at Concubine Jing who was smiling lightly, and shook his head.

"She is the mother of your sixth younger brother, Jingtai Concubine, this child!"

Gu Binghe was the same age as Gu Xingshen, but he was a little older, and he had long forgotten about his childhood. He only knew that his sixth younger brother had gone early, but he couldn't remember his appearance.

He saluted: "Concubine Jing."

Concubine Jing nodded, reached out to touch his head, stopped in mid-air and took it back.

With a wry smile: "If Xingshen is still there, he should be as old as the Fifth Highness."

Concubine Xian was afraid that she would continue to be depressed, so she explained: "You miss me so much, the fate of mother and child will definitely continue in the next life."

"But if an imperial doctor could be assigned to treat him at that time, why would Xingshen die young? Sister, can you understand the pain when you see the child lose its breath with your own eyes?"

She closed her eyes, bearing the indelible grief, unwillingness, and resentment alone!

(End of this chapter)