The days of eating and drinking: The Biography of the Silly Concubine

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Once the chief eunuch appears, there is no need to break in.

As if the guards were granted amnesty, as if abandoning their heavy burdens, it didn't take long for the guards to keep their duties and restore the tranquility of the emperor's palace.

Lanxi was indeed led to sit in the main hall, there were singing and dancing, and the waiter was very thoughtful.

Bi He squatted outside Qing'er's dormitory alone in frustration, with her head bowed, confessing with a bitter face. [

"Qing'er, I'm sorry..." She said that her voice was almost hoarse, and she didn't see any movement inside, and she didn't say a word.If it wasn't for the manager reporting to the other side of the room, he uttered a voice to tell them all to retreat, and she heard it again from the side, I really doubt whether Qing'er is inside or not.

Time flows quietly, one is inside and the other is outside, separated by a door.

Suddenly, the corner of Bihe's mouth raised a faint smile, a little happy, a little grateful, and a little indescribable joy.When she left the palace, she didn't even think that she would have the chance to meet him again.Now that I can stand here again, what is there to be dissatisfied with, what else is there to think about?

He can give up so much for her, even for her, he is willing to let her go, and no longer force her to stay in the palace.What about her?Why not sacrifice a little for him?Life in the palace, thinking about it, should be pretty good too.Where there is him, there will be no loneliness.

"Qing'er, I'm back..." She raised her little hand, tapped the back of her finger, and knocked lightly on the door.

In front of the quiet bedroom, the only sound left was her knocking on the door.

She wanted to kick the door harder, but she was afraid that Qing'er would get angry.

She swore that she would never make Qing'er angry casually again.

Every time I think of that scene, he stands alone on the tower, extremely lonely and lonely, like a figure abandoned by the world.

My heart is gripping and hurting.

She felt like a sinner.

"Qing'er, I'm back."