Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 1175 The Emperor Did Not Touch His Concubines

"The master of this harem is still Concubine Rong, and the concubine never wants to overstep Concubine Rong. The concubine must not fall into other people's tricks."

Rong Yan was lying on the beauty couch, her slender legs were swaying slightly, her posture was lazy and she didn't speak.

Xiaopang peeled an orange and fed it to Rong Yan, and then said: "How many people in this harem want to climb up to the highest position, and how many people want to give birth to a son and a half for the emperor. Concubine Feng is like this, what the hell?" It's like our young lady bullied you and prevented you from serving the emperor. So there is no need for Concubine Feng to do this."

Rong Yan looked at Xiaopang with a smile: "I find that your mouth is getting stronger and stronger, where did you learn it from?"

"Of course the servants learned from Miss!" Xiaopang replied confidently.

Rong Yan pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Pin looked at Xiaopang, then at Han Yu and the little stool, hesitant to speak.

"I want to drink grape juice." Rong Yan pinched his throat and said something to Han Yu, and Han Yu handed the grape juice to her lips carefully.

This grape juice was squeezed by a juicer that she bought from the real thing, and put ice cubes to chill it.

It took two pots of grapes to fry a pot of juice, which was sweet and greasy and very refreshing.

Then Rong Yan said to Feng Bin: "The people in Weiyang Palace are all my confidantes, Feng Cong will speak up when she has something to say, I don't like to beat around the bush. If you don't want to say it, then go back."

She looked out the window and murmured: "The weather is hot too, so I'd better go back to my room and stay cool."

Concubine Feng struggled for a while before saying: "Madam, this concubine is still innocent."

Rong Yan raised her eyebrows, but she wasn't surprised.

Concubine Feng rolled up her sleeves, revealing the palace guard sand and said: "The emperor has not touched his concubines."

Xiaopang covered his mouth in disbelief, his eyes widened: "How could it be? Then what do you do when the emperor goes to your palace and is unlucky?"

The little stool was also very surprised.

Only Han Yu remained calm.

Ba Ye calmly jumped out of Rong Rong's sleeve and said: "I guessed it a long time ago, the tyrant is a dedicated and good man, and he will definitely not sell his body easily!"

Rong Yan kicked him over: "You were the one who said yesterday that the tyrant is a scumbag with a big heart!"

Ba Ye clutched his buttocks: "Grandpa is not the same, what he said is different from what he thinks in his heart."

Rong Yan didn't bother to care about this stupid cat.

In fact, she had already thought about what Feng Bin said.

The tyrant has a cleanliness and an emotional cleanliness.

He and the queen couple have not even touched the queen for ten years, let alone these new concubines who have just entered the palace.

This was expected by the tyrant.

She thought of something and suddenly smiled softly.

"Every time the emperor went to Yufu Palace, he would let the concubine sleep by himself, and he would read on the desk all night. Sometimes the emperor would let the concubine study and let the concubine dance."

"The emperor wants his concubines to dance in the courtyard at night, and there are many mosquitoes in summer. The marks on the concubines' necks are all from mosquito bites."

Feng Bin was a little bit embarrassed.

After all, it seems to outsiders that she has received all the favor of the emperor, but in fact she is not even close to the emperor.

When Xiaopang heard this, he suddenly smiled happily. This is very good, the young lady is still the emperor's favorite.

Feng Bin opened his collar to reveal a large red mark on his neck, like an allergy, and there were mosquito bites underneath.

"As for whether Beauty Zhao is serving the bed or not, the concubines don't know."

That's what Feng Bin said, and she was vaguely sure in her heart that Meiren Zhao didn't have a bedside attendant either.

(End of this chapter)