Domineering female general: The evildoer is too black-bellied

Chapter 232 The Initial Trap Setup 2
Seeing outside the 'Li Luo' hall, the jade eaves and the Eight Immortals' brackets are still standing delicately.

"The empress is out of the palace!"

At the entrance of the hall, listening to this ear, I heard a young servant's low-pitched voice.

The indigo robe rose a little in the cold wind, that's who's country and country, that's thousands of miles of plains, it's all there, and since then, it has nothing to do with her.

The voice in the bottom of my heart became clearer and clearer, as if it was constantly reminding myself, even if it was: this time, being known by the master is a deception, as long as the overall situation is settled, it should be, and there will be nothing in the end. It's easy to say.

Besides, except for the general of the Great Chu Kingdom, no, it has always been the wish of the East Palace.

The inner bedroom of the 'East Palace'.

"This time, you didn't have an ultimatum, but you came here to find me. What are you doing? I haven't been informed recently."

Just listen, the Highness Rong Yu, with an impatient face, asked His Highness.

"Your Highness."

He opened his mouth slightly, bowed again, and saluted.

Suddenly, Mei Zhaorong remembered: the day before yesterday, the concubine Zhao, what she said when she came to see her.So, he hurriedly raised his head, frowned slightly, and replied in a low voice to the person in the seat: "Zhaorong, this time, it's just one thing to come to the master rashly, but , about the one in the 'Feihuang Palace'."

After finishing speaking, she peeked at the face of the person in the hall, Mei Zhaorong opened her mouth slowly, testing his way.

"Oh? Zhao'er, I remember: I told you before that I want you to do your own thing well on weekdays, don't worry about other things, especially, don't think about it Move her. Don’t tell me, you, of course, haven’t kept these things in mind?!”

Seeing that, at this moment, Rong Yu raised his eyebrows slantingly, walked down from the hall slowly, leaned over, leaned into Mei Zhaorong's ear, and murmured in a low voice.

Until, the eyes of the two met at one place, Fang turned his hands back and squeezed hard, the corner of Mei Zhaorong's wide sleeve was cold and cold, as if, as if warning her.

"Remember: Why, back then, master, in private, did you want to call you Zhao'er?"

For a moment, listen, that person, again, suddenly, turned around, let go of the water sleeve he was holding, turned his head, and stopped looking at Mei Zhaorong.

Outside the hall, the smoke surrounds the moon, and the moon surrounds the gauze.

Floating light is as cool as water, but this one word, but when asked, Mei Zhaorong's eyes are blurred and messy.

Mei Zhaorong trembled all over unconsciously, she was speechless.

"Your temperament is far worse than that of Zhao'er in the Eastern Palace."

Just listen, this Rong Yu, with her hands behind her, murmured.

"Master, come to think of it: Zhaorong, this time, I shouldn't have told His Highness about this matter, but Zhaorong, thinking: This time, after all, it is related to the reputation of our 'East Palace', once, It's really not good for people outside to find out about it, so..."

Mei Zhaorong raised her eyes and took a peek, while Rong Yu's expression on the side spoke slowly.

"Oh? It's still possible, ruining the reputation of the hall?!"

Rong Yu turned her head, looked at the woman, and said in a low voice, as if thinking about it.

"Servant, a few days ago, the boss accidentally ran into us, in this 'Feihuang Palace', there were some palace servants who violated the palace rules and had a private meeting in the inner hall."

See, Mei Zhaorong suddenly lowered her head and said to Rong Yu in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)