Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 530 In the dark, how does the man react if he can't see

The woman on the bed suddenly reacted.

Not only Qiaoyu, but even Pei Qilian's straight body stiffened suddenly.

A big hand resting on the girl's waist was so stiff that she could hardly stretch it.

The two held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make a sound.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

Murong Wan just talked in his sleep, found a comfortable sleeping position in the man's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Qiaoyu let out a sigh of relief.

The man's body was also stiff for a long time, and when he realized that the little man in his arms had fallen asleep again, he dared to straighten his big hand on Murong Wan's waist.

Qiaoyu didn't dare to stay in the room any longer: "Your Majesty, this slave girl should go back to sleep first."

In the darkness, I couldn't see how the man reacted.

But Qiaoyu knew that the emperor never looked at her!

Not even a response.

She curled her lips, she vowed to help the emperor hide it, but in the end the emperor didn't give her face at all!
She tiptoed back, and finally closed the door thoughtfully and carefully.

Wake up the next day.

Murong slept soundly late.

No insomnia at night.

Qiaoyu came in with water to help her wash up.

"Ma'am, you are in good spirits."

Seeing that Murong Wan's energy is indeed good, Qiaoyu couldn't help but speak.

Murong Wan smiled: "Naturally, do you know who I dreamed of last night?"

Qiaoyu rolled her eyes behind her back: "Maybe it's the emperor."

Murong Wan looked at her several times in surprise: "Why are you so smart? Did you know I dreamed about my baby?"

"Except that you would be so happy when you dreamed about the emperor, if you dreamed about Lord Jing, after you got up, wouldn't you want to go to Lord Jing's room with a machete and fight for your life?"

Murong Wan: "."

It's not enough to work hard, at most it's a chop.

"That Huang Zhaorong's clothes, have you noticed?"

Qiaoyu: "Your Majesty, you're so nice, why are you paying attention to her?"

"The empress of the Diehuang Kingdom loves her the most. Do you think it's just a coincidence that she is so inexplicably similar to this palace?"

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?!"

"Your Majesty, when you say this, this servant seems to have remembered that this Huang Zhaorong has a noble status, but she is extraordinarily particular about how she wears it, just like the clothes she wore when entering the palace for the first time, simple yet elegant. Gorgeous, and there is no extra clothing on her body, plain and clean."

"Ok?"

Murong Wan held his chin, looked at her and said.

Qiaoyu thought about it seriously for a while: "The empress's father and concubine were born as commoners, not of any aristocratic family status, and the empress was taken away when she was still in her infancy, so the Empress of the Diehuang Kingdom naturally didn't know what she looked like. However, empress, the appearance of your father and concubine is imprinted in the empress's bones. The reason why the empress dotes on the seventh emperor's daughter so much is not only because she is the youngest one, but also because she is the same as your father and concubine, empress. The similarity!"

"Yes."

Murong Wan smiled slightly: "Besides, although Huang Zhaorong's clothes are simple, I can tell that deep down in her bones, she hates this simple attire. If the empress doesn't like it, she doesn't need to sacrifice herself for it. These, after she entered the palace, she was promoted to the position of Concubine Rong of the second rank, with silk and satin on her body, it can be clearly guessed."

There is another point, which is very important.

"I still suspect that Huang Zhaorong is not the empress's biological daughter."

(End of this chapter)