The emperor's husband is difficult to raise: the cold palace counterattack

Chapter 42

Mo'er was overjoyed when she heard this and said: "Then I have to trouble my sister." Zhang Xinqin waved her hand and said to the maid beside her, "Go and call everyone." The maid nodded and left.

After a while, I saw the palace maid leading a group of people in, "I have seen the concubine." Mo'er waved her hand and then began to look around, and found that she didn't see the palace maid she saw that day. , Look again, still nothing.

Mo'er rubbed her eyes, wondering if she misunderstood her?Zhang Xinqin smiled and said, "Is there any problem?" Mo'er shook her head and said, "Oh, no, it's nothing." After speaking, she looked at Ling'er with a bitter face.

Ling'er shrugged her shoulders and signaled that she had nothing to do. Zhang Xinqin smiled disdainfully when she saw the interaction between the two, then waved her hands to let all the maids go down, walked to Mo'er and whispered: "You are looking for the maid from yesterday, right? ?”

Mo'er looked at Zhang Xinqin in surprise when she heard this, obviously surprised how could she know?Zhang Qin cast a glance at Mo'er and said calmly: "The court lady yesterday is mine. As for your little trick today, I advise you not to play it in the future."

Before Mo'er could speak, Zhang Xinqin said coldly: "Xue Mo'er, you're too young to play with me." Mo'er heard sparks in her eyes, and said angrily: "It's really you, you shameless Woman, I demolished your Ink Rain Palace."

After speaking, he kicked down the nearest chair and walked towards the coffee table, but Ling'er had already reacted and quickly grabbed Mo'er and dragged Mo'er out, Mo'er said loudly: "Let go of me, I want demolished her palace."

When we got outside, Ling'er still held Mo'er and said, "Your Majesty, calm down, she would like you to dismantle that, then she would have another excuse to sue the Queen Mother, do you think it's worth it?" Mo'er took a breath and said :"Let's go back."

Back in the dormitory, Mo'er was still full of anger, and at the same time felt that she was not suitable for living in this deep palace. The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, and the more depressed Mo'er was, the more she wanted to eat. She said to Ling'er next to her, "Go to the imperial meal." Bring me a few plates of pastries."

Ling'er nodded and walked out, she knew that Mo'er was in a bad mood now, although she was also deeply depressed, but more of a question, she really didn't know if it was her mother's bad acting skills or her own bad ideas?Or did she underestimate Concubine Duan too much?

Walking to the imperial dining room, Ling'er took two plates of cakes and left. She put the cakes in front of Mo'er and said, "Your Majesty, eat it. I'll take the rest back later." But then she realized what she said. What a waste of words.

Mo'er nodded, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, before swallowing it, picked up another piece of pastry and threw it in, and then repeated like this, Ling'er's brain had lost its response, she really wanted to know Mo'er's pastry. How on earth is it possible to cram so much pastry into it.

"Cough..." Hearing Mo'er's coughing sound, Ling'er hurriedly got a cup of tea and handed it to Mo'er, took a sip of the tea and continued to fight, Ling'er tried to stop it several times, and finally swallowed the words , she knew that Mo'er needed to vent.

After half an hour of scuffle, the two plates of pastries in front of Mo Er have been completely settled by her, and she waved her hand and said: "Go and serve a few more plates." Ling'er shook her head and said, "Mother, don't If you eat it, you won’t be able to digest it.”

(End of this chapter)