Evil Concubine from Heaven: The Amazing Seventh Miss

On the vermilion painted gate hung a gold nanmu plaque with three golden characters - Dongyang gate. In front of the gate, the armored soldiers stood upright with long guns in their hands and expressionless faces. Stepping on the white jade floor, they approached step by step. Inside, there was an open space of Nuo University, with eight links on all sides, full of carefully trimmed trees and flowers“ Miss seven, this way, please. " He followed grandpa Li through the main hall until he stopped in front of a red walled and blue tile bedroom“ Miss Qi, the queen is inside. Please come in. "“ OK. " Stepping on the marble floor, her slim figure was reflected. When she entered the gate, a burst of fragrance of flowers came to her nostrils. There were maids waiting inside. When she saw her, she owed her body, and took her to continue walking inside until she stopped in a beautiful little garden“ There's your mother. Miss seven, please. " Among the flowers, a beautiful woman was watering, wearing a phoenix crown and a sunset, with a graceful posture. Her eyebrows and eyes were not as arrogant and domineering as the imagined mother of a country. Instead, there was a touch of softness. She looked at the carefully taken care of flowers in front of her, and her lips were bright with a warm smile. Su Changle almost decided at a glance that the empress was an excellent person. Otherwise, there would be no empress Yang Guifei behind her“ Chang Le is coming. Come here. " He handed the watering pot to the maid next to him and waved to Su Changle. There was an obvious love on his beautiful face. It is said that the empress Zhou Bingting is in her thirties. She may be well maintained. She looks like she's only in her early twenties. Mother is so smart that her recognized friend must be really good“ Chang Le, see empress, empress Jin'an. "“ Don't be polite. Chang Le just calls me Aunt Huang as she did when she was a child. " His eyes flashed and shook his head with a smile. "When he was a child, he was not sensible. Now Chang Le has grown up. Naturally, he should understand the dignity and inferiority of his identity."“ Where have you grown up? The little girl of 14 still has two years to reach the hairpin. " Zhou pingting frowned and took her hand into the pavilion. "Do you still like the clothes given by Aunt Huang?"“ I like it very much. It's very beautiful. " After looking at the sleeve with gold thread, it's gorgeous. It's a little heavy on the body“ Just like it. Hey, unconsciously, you're 14 years old. If Zhumian is still... "Speaking of this, Zhou Bingting's eyes burst into tears and her voice choked. My heart trembled slightly. It sounded the night when I saw Meng Zhumian's divine knowledge that day. "My mother must be very happy now. My mother, she must hope you are also happy."“ Am I happy? In this royal family, many people can't help themselves. Where is happiness? By the way, child, tell Aunt Huang, what's the matter with cherl's child? " Murong Che, she almost forgot that Murong Che was still the son of the empress. How could such a gentle and kind mother give birth to such a son“ It's all right. It's just that Chang Le and his Royal Highness the prince can't communicate with each other. They don't want to delay his life, so they propose to cancel the engagement. "“ Don't fool Aunt Huang, it's Cher. Aunt Huang has heard that Chang Le can rest assured. He said that it doesn't count to terminate the engagement unless the emperor makes an order. Therefore, his marriage with Su Changxue is bound to be impossible. Later, at the Palace Banquet, Aunt Huang will help you teach him a lesson. "“ Aunt Huang, I really don't need it. Chang Le doesn't like your highness, and your highness doesn't like Chang Le. She binds us together, but makes us unhappy in the future. The cultivator has a long life, at least two or three hundred years old. She doesn't want to live with a somewhat annoying man all day.