Doted on One: Dominant Concubine

Chapter 90 The Domineering Concubine (93)
"The servant girl left first."

"Go and come back quickly, understand?" Mo Xiya stared at Qian'er and asked repeatedly.

I hope she can settle this matter with Ling Xianyun as soon as possible, and return Xuanyuan Hao's favor.

"Yes."

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Ling Xianyun took the hot water in his hand and returned to the hall of Lingyuan Pavilion.

In this kind of day when autumn turns into winter, the servants in Lingyuan Pavilion all put on thick padded jackets.

"Concubine Yun."

Nanny Yan, who had just stepped out of the hall, looked at Ling Xianyun and greeted him respectfully.

Although she is no longer the Ling Xianyun who can be loved by thousands of people, but Nanny Yan is very clear that this is only temporary.

She has been in this palace for many years, and she is used to seeing the open and secret struggles in this palace.

So she has always maintained a neutral attitude. Maybe one day she will return to the Yunxian Pavilion and restore the identity and status of that day. Why should she cause so many things again?

"Mother Yan, please don't call me that. Xianyun is no longer the old Concubine Yun. You must not call me that, Xianyun can't afford it." Ling Xianyun had a bleak smile on his face.

Who else in this world is sincere to her?

If she can leave the palace, the first place she wants to go is her own home.

For him for many years, she had endured the pain of homesickness, but at this moment she finally knew that everything she had done was meaningless.

She is so stupid!At this moment, a self-deprecating feeling rose unconsciously in my heart.

"The empress is the empress, and the slaves are the slaves. The rules cannot be broken." A kind smile appeared on the face of Yan Yan, she clearly distinguished their respective identities.

Ling Xianyun smiled, not intending to continue arguing with her like this. "Mother Yan, where are you going?"

She looked around, and the maidservants who were usually responsible for watering the flowers of the mother of the country didn't know where they went, which inevitably aroused her curiosity.

(End of this chapter)