Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 103 – Imperial Concubine Yanxi

Sikong Que never uttered his revenge, but Li Qingmei knew that he was thinking about killing his father and Queen Situ Qin all the time to avenge his mother's family.

As soon as the husband and wife entered the palace, they immediately went to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to meet the terminally ill Empress Dowager.

Seeing the empress dowager whose complexion was gloomy and her anger gradually dissipating, Li Qingmei felt sad in his heart. Empress dowager, I'm afraid time is running out.

When the husband and wife came out of the Palace of Compassion and Ning, it was still early, so they decided to take a look at the Leng Palace where they lived back then.

"The pear tree and Chinese toon we planted together back then have grown so tall? I thought that if no one took care of them, I would not be able to live long ago~"

Li Qingmei and Sikong Que stood under the tree full of white pear blossoms, looking up at the sky, a crescent moon was hanging on the pear branches.

The pear blossoms under the moon are like jade, and the branches reach out to the sky like swords. The flowers are embroidered on the branches, beautiful but not vulgar, delicate but not charming, refreshing.

The pear blossoms reflect the moon, there is a special kind of muscle and bone, the pear blossoms are blown by the wind, and they are falling like snow. Li Qingmei opened her arms intoxicated, wandering in the rain of flowers to her heart's content.

Sikong Que only squeezed a tender smile, looked at her, then walked to her side, and gently brushed away the mischievous petals that fell on her hair.

"I really want to place a swing under the tree! It's a pity that this is in the palace. It would be great if we could transplant the tree we planted back to the palace!"

"There will be such a day!"

Sikong Que said with a longing face.

Both of them reluctantly glanced back at the place where they had met for the first time, and then turned and left in the direction of Qiluo Palace.

"Men and women are seated separately. Remember to be cautious in your words and deeds, and keep a low profile in everything. It is best for people to ignore your existence. When the banquet is over, if you come out earlier, I will wait for you at the gate of the palace."

Sikong Que raised concerns with Li Qingmei along the way, telling her the etiquette that she needs to pay attention to when attending palace banquets.

Until he entered the entrance of Qiluo Hall, he still repeatedly reminded him of the matters to be noticed, and seeing Li Qingmei nodding seriously, he walked into the main hall step by step.

Li Qingmei, on the other hand, lifted her skirt and walked towards the side hall with her head down low-key.

At this time, the side hall was already full of people, and she even saw Zhan Ying, who was on duty today to guard the side hall of Qiluo Hall.

Seeing Li Qingmei entering, she who was dressed in military uniform coughed lightly twice, then winked at Li Qingmei who was looking over.

"Sao Bao!"

Li Qingmei spat softly, and then walked to the corner and sat down under the guidance of the palace staff.

A few moments later, Crown Princess Huangpu Roujia stepped into the side hall with Empress Situ Qin, who was dressed in a scarlet phoenix robe and covered in pearls and emerald hairpins.

Because there were too many palace people accompanying her, they blocked the sight of Li Qingmei who was sitting far away in the corner. She couldn't even see the faces of the two clearly, but only vaguely saw the familiar figure, which was still the same as the one in her memory. Exactly the same abominable.

After Situ Qin took his seat, he glanced around with sharp and majestic eyes, and suddenly his face darkened.

"Did no one inform Imperial Concubine Yanxi that she can't be late for today's dinner in Qiluo Palace?"

A palace maid was about to reply when suddenly a gentle female voice broke the dead silence in the room.

"Sister, excuse me for being late. Hao'er has a bit of a fever recently. After my sister came back from serving His Majesty last night, she has been taking care of Hao'er in undressed clothes, so she is late~"

"My sister doesn't know that being a mother is the hardest job in the world. My sister really envies her for being so free and easy!"

I saw a woman in azure and elegant palace attire, stepping gracefully into the palace with lotus steps like beautiful flowers shining in the water.

Li Qingmei was very close, and I saw that she hadn't put on much makeup, her eyebrows were frowned, her eyes were full of tears, her face was thin and her waist was thin, like a weak willow. Fufeng.

She has two dimples of worry, although she is as sick as Xizi, she is unparalleled in beauty and refined in temperament.

When she walked, she carried a faint fragrance of orchid orchids, and the ring around her waist kept shaking. The long skirt was embroidered with large auspicious clouds and dark patterns, and shiny gold and silver threads flowed shiningly. Word.

She calmly walked to the only vacant seat and sat down, then raised the wine glass and began to punish herself with three glasses.

"Sister, don't be greedy, if you get sick again, His Majesty will feel sorry for you!"

Situ Qin's forehead was bulging with blue veins due to rage, but with a fake smile on her face, she tried to persuade her to drink.

Although this woman looks like a sickly beauty, she exudes an air of nobility that I am not easy to mess with.

It must be Shen Nanxing, the imperial concubine Yanxi who has been in the limelight in recent years.

(End of this chapter)