Ye Chuijin who sublimated the theme almost wanted to sing praises to the great sage, Qi Yishu couldn't help it any more, and viciously pulled his hand out of her hand, turned his back, and blushed with anger.

Ye Chuijin cared about her from the bottom of his heart, for fear of anger, no one will play the role in the future: "Xiao Shu, are you okay?"

Qi Yishu gritted his teeth: "I'm fine... By the way, there is a new batch of flowers in the Royal Garden. Go and see. I'm going to change my clothes too."

Ye Chuijin had a good time acting, and then she bowed and saluted softly, and followed the little eunuch.

As soon as she left, Qi Yishu could no longer maintain the frame of "Huifei Empress".

She smashed the cup on the table to the ground fiercely.

Ever since she was a child, she has been a thorn in her eyes since she was a child!

Everyone who knew them from an early age would praise this coquettish first!

Why is it that now, she entered the harem and became a concubine, this sorrowful person can still look at her with such sympathy!

Qi Yishu was trembling with anger.

The surrounding court ladies knelt on the ground.

Outsiders say that Concubine Hui’s empress is virtuous. In fact, no one in the whole Dexiang Hall knows that Concubine Hui looks generous and kind on the surface, but she is actually the most sinister character. Otherwise, the harem is three thousand beautiful women and she is more beautiful than her. Geometry, how could she sit firmly in her concubine position.

Qi Yishu sat on the seat and got angry for a while, then took a deep breath and stood up.

Okay, aren't you happy?

After I saw today, how happy you are!

After Ye Chuijin arrived in the imperial garden, everyone secretly looked at her, but still no one came up to say hello to her.

She didn't care too much. She walked around the Yuhuayuan alone, and went to the Qianye Pavilion by the lake for lunch when she had lunch. In the afternoon, she followed a group of ancient people to watch an afternoon's play.

Until the evening is the highlight of the Qiqiao Festival.

In the evening, the emperor will entertain the hundred officials at Yundu Palace. Only then can the female family members go to Yundu Palace.

When Ye Chuijin arrived at Yundu Palace, the Baiguans and the nobles of each mansion were still in the Imperial Study Room and the emperor, and the female relatives sat on their prepared seats.

Wang Xun's position is at the top of the hundred officials, which is quite proud of the spring breeze.

After Ye Chuijin sat in the seat, the old **** was half-casting his eyes, not at all communicating and chatting with each other like the female relatives in other houses, just sitting there, it looked like a beautiful vase was growing on the seat.

When it was dark, the emperor's holy driver was long overdue.

When he arrived, everyone around him bowed and bowed, only the sound of uniform footsteps could be heard, and no other voices of conversation could be heard at all.

If this is a costume drama, then the solemn bgm should sound at this time.

But no one scored the music. Ye Chuijin always felt weird and instructed the system: [Yeah, let's have a solemn bgm. 】

system:【……】

It does not! !

Seeing it pretending to be dead, Ye Chuijin thought about it for himself, but couldn't think of any solemn bgm, so he could only retreat and sang: [The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, the yellow river is roaring, the yellow river is roaring]

The solemn and solemn sage followed her off-tune "Yellow River Cantata" step by step onto the stage and sat down.

The civil and military officials saluted in her "Yellow River Cantata" which was out of tune, kneeling and saying Long Live.

The system uttered a cry of collapse: [Ah]

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