My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 307

Concubine Yan Gui frowned unconsciously, and after a long time, she suddenly sighed softly, "So that's the case, you know? That's why you hate me so much that you risked your own life to avenge me. You have hidden those willow leaves all this time. I just don't understand, after so many years, and you are in the deep palace, who told you the truth? Or, who is it that provoked your hatred for me?"

"Is it important who is who? I only know that back then, you were vehement in your words and agreed to my marriage with Big Brother Liu, but secretly sent someone to kill him. I lost all hope and stayed in the country forever." Gongfu, follow you into the palace again! Besides, I didn't completely wrong you, you did intend to attack Yu Zhaoyi, how could you not attack her?"

"You can't give birth by yourself, so you don't allow others to give birth. Queen Xianmin who was pregnant at the time, Peng Wanyi who gave birth to the eldest princess, Jian Shuyi who gave birth to the eldest prince, Concubine Wen Gui who was just diagnosed as pregnant, and Concubine Xu Shu. Infertility, unprovoked miscarriage with pregnant concubines, all these things, where is there no figure of you? Oh, Liu Guifei is the only one who looks after you, if she knows that she has been childless for many years in the palace because of you, guess what? Will he come back and demand your life?!" Yingchun said viciously with a face full of resentment.

How could she forget that Brother Liu, whom she wholeheartedly expected to grow old with him, smiled and asked her how to decorate their new house one moment, but died tragically by the side of the road the next moment.

She always thought it was just an accident, no one would have thought that the running horse would suddenly go berserk, not only seriously injured the owner of the horse, but also kicked Brother Liu to death as he passed by.

But she never expected that the accident she thought was not an accident, but a murder carefully arranged by her good lady!

Concubine Yan Gui looked at her fixedly for a moment, and finally sneered, "Then Liu Xingzhu is just a wild man. If you follow him, you will only work hard for food and clothing all your life. I appreciate your ingenuity and plan to keep you. It is your honor to use it for yourself!"

She is about to enter the palace, but she is not honored as a queen, nor is she the only one. She naturally wants to choose some capable people to bring into the palace, and Yingchun, who has been serving her grandfather's old aunt, is the one she chooses.

She is smart, capable, affectionate and loyal. Once this kind of person is identified as the master, she will be the most capable assistant. She has spent a lot of effort to gain her trust and her loyalty. She thought that she would be brought into the It's a matter of course in the palace, who would have thought that she would redeem herself and go home to marry someone!

"It's an honor, empress, do you still think it's an honor to enter the palace now? I am willing to spend a lifetime with the one I love, and I don't want to enter this gorgeous cage! You don't know that the wedding dress I sewed with my own hands, full of joy, will end up in the palace. How does it feel to never have the chance to wear it again in this life!" Speaking of this, Yingchun couldn't help but burst into tears.

Wedding dress?Concubine Yan Gui's face turned pale, and a long-ago image gradually emerged in her mind. She clutched the clothes on her chest tightly, turned around suddenly, and staggered away.

With a 'bang', she forcefully pushed open the door of the bedroom, rummaged around in the room like crazy, and finally found a red wedding dress in a dark wooden box with a lot of dust.

She took out the wedding gown with trembling hands, staring blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar stitches. After a long time, two lines of tears slid down her face and dripped into the dazzling red.

It seemed that she had spent a long life, so long that she could no longer remember her best wish, let alone the heartbeat and joy of that glance on the Zhengyang Palace.

That year, the prostitutes of the three families of Yan Xuxia chose one of them to become the queen. Although she knew that there was only a one-third chance of becoming his legitimate wife, she still couldn't restrain her inner expectations and secretly secretly loved her with full of love. This red wedding dress was sewn.

However, all the expectations came to nothing. She couldn't be his queen or his wife. She could only watch another woman standing beside him, accepting the congratulations of all the officials.

As soon as she entered the palace gate as deep as the sea, and the harem as deep as the sea, her original wish and affection were submerged bit by bit. She fought, snatched, and snatched, thinking that it was just for the one person who is under one person and above ten thousand people. The position is for the foundation of the Duke's Mansion.

It wasn't until now that she suddenly realized that what she wanted was never more than the opportunity to wear this bright red wedding dress sewn by herself...

The candlelight danced and was cast on the big screen in the house, reflecting the slender figure behind the screen. There was a sound of thin clothes rubbing against each other from time to time. She walked out slowly, went straight to the dressing table, gently combed her hair full of black hair, and then slowly tied them into a bun.

As if doing the most sacred things, changing clothes, tying hair, and putting on makeup, the messy footsteps outside the house seemed to be completely inaudible. Bi Ru, the young lady who secretly sewed the wedding dress full of tenderness.

The woman in the mirror is dressed as a newlywed, with bright eyes and bright teeth, Xia Fei's cheeks, mouth full of red dandelion, and a slight smile, as if a woman in a boudoir is shy and happy to meet the person she likes.

After looking at the person in the mirror for the last time, she walked towards the gorgeous big bed in the house step by step, laying gently on it, staring blankly at the top of the tent for a while, then slowly stretched her right hand towards the side of the bed On the embroidered pier, he grabbed the gleaming silver dagger and slowly raised his other hand.

She took a deep breath, gradually opened her mouth into a smile, closed her eyes and exerted force on her right hand...

There was a sound of 'bang dang', followed by the sound of 'tick-tick', and after an unknown amount of time, a gust of wind blew in from the window, blowing the roll-up gauze curtains on both sides of the big bed, and blowing over the woman on the bed. , When I returned to the original place, it was originally a clear light blue gauze, but the hem had been dyed a dazzling red, as red as the bloody red wedding dress on the woman's body...

Yan Biru, the noble concubine of Daqi, died in Jinghe Palace.

(End of this chapter)