Emperor Jue: Who is the world, who is the concubine

Chapter 11 After the Great Qin Dynasty 3
After entering the house, I took off the cloak on my body, and I casually looked at her residence.

She ordered the lady in the palace to bring refreshments, and then calmly greeted me to sit down, "It's so cold, my sister is really caring."

Just as I am false, she is also a false Tao.

"Sister, it was my sister who was rude. My sister should have come to see my sister a long time ago. Unfortunately, I have been in poor health. She never let me go out, so I delayed it. No, I am in better health. I persuaded Jue to come and see my sister." I deliberately showed off my favor.

Naturally, she could hear the show off in my words, but her expression didn't change a bit.

It seemed that she didn't care about Di Shijue.

Also, such an ordinary personality does not have attractive qualities, let alone Luo Qingyan, a talented woman who is famous all over the world.

It seemed that even though she was full of talent, she still couldn't get rid of the shackles of her family. She still entered this high wall and became a high queen, but she could only guard this lonely and desolate place.

How could the members of the Luo family have no ambitions?

Everything is nothing but a contest without gunpowder.

"Since my sister is in poor health, I don't need to be so polite in the future. I don't care about these etiquettes." She didn't look up, but just sipped her tea leisurely.

I took a good look at her, then smiled and said, "Could it be that elder sister doesn't want younger sister to disturb her?"

"I always like to be quiet, I'm just afraid that my sister will be bored." The meaning in her words is very clear, she likes to be quiet, so it's best for me not to disturb.

"How could it be? My sister also wants to ask my sister for some poetry." Whether it is perfunctory or hypocritical, no one in this palace is hypocritical, and no one is perfunctory.

Everything is a play, the performer, the watcher, and the one who dominates the play.

It's just who wins and who loses, and no one can decide until the end.

She seemed to be about to say something, but at the next moment she got up and gave a slight salute, "My concubine sees the emperor."

I turned my head, only to find that Di Shijue appeared at the door alone, with unmelted snowflakes on his hair and cloak. He seemed to be in a hurry and didn't even hold an umbrella.

Although his face still had that calm look on his face, the flash of relief in his eyes had already betrayed his heart.

"Wanwan has met the emperor." I also stood up and saluted slightly
(End of this chapter)