Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 18 No matter how beautiful this palace is, it is also the emperor's favorite
"Okay, empress, this servant is going back, you have to come back quickly, if you come back late, this servant is afraid that you won't see such a lovely and loyal person like this servant."

"That's right."

Murong Wan patted Goldman's fat round face: "Our two sisters are reminiscing about the old days, what's the matter with you eunuch, why don't you just stay by the emperor's side honestly and see what the emperor needs. Are you right?"

Goldman Sachs nodded tearfully: "Yes..."

For the first time, I found it so difficult to be a fool.

In the past, when Concubine Jin didn't enter the palace, the ladies in the palace had to buy some face when they saw him, who made him a celebrity around the emperor.

But since Murong Wan entered the palace.

After he discovered the emperor's infinite indulgence, protection and love for this new woman, he was very decisive, very discerning, and very smart to rebel.

so that—

Now the emperor doesn't like to see him very much.

Concubine Jin doesn't seem to have a good impression of him as a fool?
Even the empresses in the palace knew that he was courting Concubine Jin, their sworn enemy, and they didn't treat him as kindly as before.

Goldman Sachs wiped his tears with great difficulty and went back to the room.

When the emperor saw him coming back suddenly, he didn't know how he would torture him.

Is it easy to think about his age?
Murong Xin stood under the tree.

Spring is the season of revival of all things. The dense branches and leaves set off her like a fairy under the tree.

She was wearing a green long gown, which wasn't too much of a gorgeous decoration, but it just set her off as a heavenly fairy who came from the moon.

On the head is a silver jade hairpin, the hair on both sides is tied up high by the hairpin, and lightly falls on both sides of the earlobe, no more, no less.

Her skin is fair, like the winter snow in the twelfth lunar month, so white that there are no blemishes.

Exquisite and thin figure, in fact, if it weren't for Murong Hua, she could be regarded as the most dazzling one among the few sisters. Gorgeous attire, I don't know how beautiful it is.

Seeing her coming out, Murong Xin hurriedly took a few steps forward and knelt down to her: "See Concubine Jin."

Kneeling and standing, Murong Wan seemed quite condescending: "Second Sister, there are no outsiders here, so these common etiquettes will be avoided, get up quickly."

Murong Xin stood up gracefully from the ground and looked at her.

The girl shed the shabby clothes she wore in the mansion, and wore a gorgeous long gown. Whether it was head decoration or jewelry, no one could compare to the daughters of the capital's aristocratic families.

Obviously, a few days ago, she was in rags, in a mess, with a dirty face, messy hair that hadn't been washed in months, and a strong stench on her body. She was worse than a beggar in the market.

In just a few days, she, who was covered in filth, flew up to the branches like a sparrow, wearing all the splendor in this world, and was favored by the noblest and most powerful man in the world.

This--

It is the taste of being pampered by the most honorable man.
Murong Xin is envious, what can't be ignored in her eyes is the light of jealousy and envy.

Even though she lowered her head very low, Murong Wan could still see clearly.

"I've never seen Sanmei so beautiful before, and now I almost can't recognize her beauty. Compared with the eldest sister praised by everyone in the capital, you, Sanmei, are not inferior in the slightest."

"Second Sister was joking, no matter how beautiful this palace is, it is still favored by the emperor. Without the emperor, how could this palace be where it is today."

(End of this chapter)