Male God, a Little Su

Chapter 819: The emperor died as the queen mother 11

  Chapter 819 The emperor died and became the queen mother 11

   A dozen palace figures lined up in two rows, everyone carrying a lantern in their hands to open the way in front, Feng Hu slowly lifted out of the hall of the young.

  The face of the woman wrapped in a Firefox cloak was hidden in Feng Hu, unable to see clearly.

  You can only see the night pearl hanging on both sides of the chariot, and the tassels underneath, gently touched by the cold winter wind.

  Where is she going? Is it a palace banquet?

  Meng Yunniang was taken aback, and suddenly heard a lazy and charming voice.

"stop."

  Meng Yunniang raised her head, and saw that Feng Hu didn't know when she had already reached her. She was still standing there blankly. Biyu saw her and quickly pulled her to her knees.

   "The slave-maid has seen the imperial concubine, and the empress is very lucky."

  Meng Yunniang's face was red and white, red was to feel ashamed, and Bai was afraid that the bad-tempered imperial concubine would target her.

  Ke, for a while, she felt her knees numb when she was kneeling.

  Only heard a short chuckle, like a fairy in the night.

  She raised her head in a daze, facing a bright and beautiful face, not as grand as she would be dressed up in daylight, there was only a phoenix swaying in her head, and a red gem in her mouth. Under the palace lantern, there was a mysterious luster.

   "Are you the one brought back by the emperor today?"

  Su Yan sat on Fenghu, looking down at her condescendingly.

  The woman kneeling on the ground is thin and thin. The dress is not tailor-made, so it doesn't fit well. In the long winter night, it seemed a bit bleak.

"Yes."

  Hearing her words, Meng Yunniang's scalp was numb.

  She squeezed the word through her teeth, and her eyes were dark.

   "Sure enough, people can't look good, dress up, and even beat most concubines in the harem. The emperor loves and cherishes beautiful women. I just don't know, did the emperor ever grant you a position?"

  The voice came from the top of the head, tuned casually.

  I feel embarrassed for no reason.

  Meng Yunniang knelt on the cold ground, feeling extremely humiliated.

   "Never."

  The voice fell, she thought she would hear the other party's ridicule.

What    could finally reach into the ear was a faint sigh.

"Hey, this is the fault of the emperor. Since you have been connected to the palace, wouldn't you be laughed at if you are not given your status?" Su Yan's eyes were squiggling, and she was holding her cheeks down, "It happens to be the fourth harem There are still two concubines hanging, so I will give you a concubine."

  The light and fluttering words smashed down, like a great reward.

  And the facts are also true, Biyu was first taken aback, and then there was a huge ecstasy. Although the imperial concubine did not play cards according to common sense, she did have this right as the lord of the harem.

   "Thank you, the imperial concubine!"

  "Your lord, please kowtow to thank you!" Bi Yu pulled the corner of La Meng Yunniang's clothes and motioned to her to thank Su Yan quickly.

  Meng Yunniang curled her fingers, obediently kowtow.

  The forehead touched the cold ground, and it was cold all the way to the heart.

   "By the way, what is your name?"

  Meng Yunniang lowered her eyes, "If you return to Niangniang, I...named Meng Yunniang."

   "Good name," Su Yan said with a smile, "In that case, call you Concubine Yun and stay in the Ronghua Palace, which is the closest to the emperor's Ganquan Palace."

  She licked her lips. Originally, she wanted to reward Meng Yunniang with something, but she touched her wrist and realized that she did not wear those accessories when she came out.

  Thinking about it, she grabbed the Ye Mingzhu on Feng Hu, "I will give this to Concubine Yun for you to play."

   is something that is hung on Fenghu casually, and it is also a priceless good thing.

  The Su family’s century-old family, ancestors and ancestors have been masters of leading soldiers in wars for generations.

  (End of this chapter)