Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 629 Throw it out, understand~
Taozhi immediately stepped forward, making a gesture of chasing people away.

"Concubine Leng, my master is going to sleep, we won't keep you here."

Leng Furong gritted her teeth, "Concubine Qing, you really don't know what to do! Do you think you can be safe with hidden guards? Don't forget what this place is!"

Taozhi said coldly: "My master, it's not your turn to speak up, let alone your fake kindness here. If you don't get up again, don't blame the servants for being rude."

Leng Furong subconsciously clenched the handrail tightly, so she wouldn't leave, she didn't believe it.
However, before she could believe it, she suddenly felt her collar tighten and her body had to stand up
Binglan turned pale with shock, "What are you doing, let go of my mother."

Ye Xin has long been impatient.

This Leng Furong is so wicked, she is still trying to deceive her master at this time
It's true that they are all good-natured
Leng Furong was carried away and thrown out of the house mercilessly.

Ye Xin clapped her hands, raised her chin towards Xiao Fuzi, "Throw it out, understand?"

Xiao Fuzi rubbed Fatty's hands, having fun.

The next moment, Leng Furong's exclamation sounded again.
"Let go of me, Concubine Qing, let me stay. If something happens to me on such a dark night road, the Empress Dowager will not let you go. Your Majesty will not let you go if you know about it."

Song Lieyin wore a wind cloak and walked to the porch, leaned slightly towards the porch, and said kindly: "Leng Furong, it's cold in the night, if you cause a cold or something, maybe tomorrow the Empress Dowager will show mercy and allow you to go down the mountain Healed?"

Leng Furong paused for a while before she subconsciously said, "Is it possible?"

Song Lieyin shrugged, "Try it, do you have a better way?"

It's true that Leng Furong's death is not a pity, but it's still useful to keep her.
Instead of letting her stay on the mountain and get in the way, it's better to get her down first to save worry
The mountain wind was rustling, and the courtyard returned to calm again.
Leng Furong looked at the dimming candle flame, and tightly clenched the hand supporting Binglan
Binglan was in pain, but dared not speak.

The two of them, master and servant, are like rootless duckweed, which may be crushed into mud at any time
She wondered if her master regretted her decision to come to King's Landing?
But she regretted it.
However, her regrets are destined to be useless
At this moment, Binglan suddenly remembered the dead Xueer.
A sense of sadness rose from her heart, she felt that the road to the future was as black as the deep mountains at this moment
The black is suffocating, and the black can't see any hope.
She turned her head slightly, and took another look at the dark courtyard behind her.
If his master didn't care about those at the beginning, would he be able to live in harmony with Concubine Qing now?

Unfortunately, no one gave her an answer.

Another gust of mountain wind passed by, and the two master and servant were blown cold.

Leng Furong resisted the fear in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Go back."

She doesn't have the strength to hate Song Lieyin now.

She has to think about how to get sick.
In the courtyard, Xiao Fuzi reported through the window: "Master, I'm gone."

As soon as the candles in the hall were extinguished, Xiao Fuzi replied.

Xiao Fuzi copied his hands and went back to the house with the old god still present.

Qian Shiqi was lying on the couch with his clothes on, with his legs up and an unknown weed in his mouth.
Seeing Xiao Fuzi come in, he turned over in a jerk, eyes full of raging gossip fire.
Xiao Fuzi subconsciously closed his clothes, "What do you want?"

(End of this chapter)