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Therefore, part of her miserable end was made by herself.
But a large part is that Xiao Qinghe can't accommodate the Su family. So the Su family must die.
"How long have you been here?" she played around a strand of black hair.
Qiu Nuan came in with warm clothes and listened to the note: "it's been about a quarter of an hour. The emperor stayed in the ronghua hall last night. The little eunuch guarding the door said that Princess Yun doesn't seem to be in good health."
Su Yan listened and smiled. Her eyes bent and smiled without warning.
Several palace maids looked at her and didn't know what she was laughing at.
That's not cool. It's the man who took marisu's script.
I just don't know what role her lover played in it.
Mother Jiang was so happy to see her laughing that she was angry and helpless. "Empress, can you fight for some anger? She is favored by Princess Yun. What are you laughing at?"
Now the emperor values Princess Yun so much. Even on the day of the Palace Banquet, Princess Yun allowed her to take her place. The head of the imperial palace can only be subordinate to a concubine.
Is that decent?
Su Yan was helped to the dressing table and sat down. Her face was full of smiles. The temperature in the bedroom was appropriate, making her little face white, like a peony in bud.
She picked out a walking gesture from the jewelry box and said slowly, "that's what I don't want. If I want, men all over the world should bow down to me."
Qiunuan was clever and quickly put on a bun facing the sky. Su Yan chose a golden ribbon tassel hair comb and inserted it obliquely into her hair. She looked at mother Jiang slowly with her eyes obliquely. Her eyes were like autumn water and bright like stars.
She bent her bright red and plump lips, smiled at her, and asked, "Mammy, am I right?"
Rao is the same woman, all of whom are trembled by her undisguised charm.
Not to mention men?
Mother Jiang had no choice but to give her another look and took out her big sleeve to put on for her.
"What's the use of smiling at the old slave like this? If you smile more at the emperor, what's the matter with Princess Yun?"
Su Yan blinked and honestly didn't answer.
When she went out, she asked, "do I look like Princess Yun today?"
Chunnuan smiles and arranges Su Yan's skirt in the back. After listening to it, he sticks out his head and bends his eyes, "it's like!"
That's good. The hostess is used to crush it.
Isn't it?
……
Su Yan leaned lazily towards the soft collapse, and a large piece of fox hair on his head was soft and fluffy.
The hall is covered with red woven flower fleece carpet, and the crane incense stove on the table emits light and elegant sandalwood.
All the furnishings are exquisite. The screen on the right is the unique work of the famous painters of the previous dynasty. Further ahead is a red coral tree with a height of more than one person. The branches are complete with natural luster.
Everything you take out is a priceless treasure.
The value here is only worthy to be enjoyed occasionally.
When Meng yunniang came in, she felt that her body was no longer her own.
The Imperial Palace in winter was very cold. When she entered the palace, she was roasted by the spring like heating inside. She gave a hard blow.
I couldn't help sneezing.
"Concubine Yun? But you have a cold? Come and sit here."
Su Yan wrung her eyebrows and waved to Meng yunniang anxiously, patting the position beside her.
Seeing this, the virtuous imperial concubine said in a voice, "madam, this cold disease can be big or small. If the lady's golden body is infected to her, it will be bad. Let sister Yun come and sit with her concubine?"
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Therefore, part of her miserable end was made by herself.
But a large part is that Xiao Qinghe can't accommodate the Su family. So the Su family must die.
"How long have you been here?" she played around a strand of black hair.
Qiu Nuan came in with warm clothes and listened to the note: "it's been about a quarter of an hour. The emperor stayed in the ronghua hall last night. The little eunuch guarding the door said that Princess Yun doesn't seem to be in good health."
Su Yan listened and smiled. Her eyes bent and smiled without warning.
Several palace maids looked at her and didn't know what she was laughing at.
That's not cool. It's the man who took marisu's script.
I just don't know what role her lover played in it.
Mother Jiang was so happy to see her laughing that she was angry and helpless. "Empress, can you fight for some anger? She is favored by Princess Yun. What are you laughing at?"
Now the emperor values Princess Yun so much. Even on the day of the Palace Banquet, Princess Yun allowed her to take her place. The head of the imperial palace can only be subordinate to a concubine.
Is that decent?
Su Yan was helped to the dressing table and sat down. Her face was full of smiles. The temperature in the bedroom was appropriate, making her little face white, like a peony in bud.
She picked out a walking gesture from the jewelry box and said slowly, "that's what I don't want. If I want, men all over the world should bow down to me."
Qiunuan was clever and quickly put on a bun facing the sky. Su Yan chose a golden ribbon tassel hair comb and inserted it obliquely into her hair. She looked at mother Jiang slowly with her eyes obliquely. Her eyes were like autumn water and bright like stars.
She bent her bright red and plump lips, smiled at her, and asked, "Mammy, am I right?"
Rao is the same woman, all of whom are trembled by her undisguised charm.
Not to mention men?
Mother Jiang had no choice but to give her another look and took out her big sleeve to put on for her.
"What's the use of smiling at the old slave like this? If you smile more at the emperor, what's the matter with Princess Yun?"
Su Yan blinked and honestly didn't answer.
When she went out, she asked, "do I look like Princess Yun today?"
Chunnuan smiles and arranges Su Yan's skirt in the back. After listening to it, he sticks out his head and bends his eyes, "it's like!"
That's good. The hostess is used to crush it.
Isn't it?
……
Su Yan leaned lazily towards the soft collapse, and a large piece of fox hair on his head was soft and fluffy.
The hall is covered with red woven flower fleece carpet, and the crane incense stove on the table emits light and elegant sandalwood.
All the furnishings are exquisite. The screen on the right is the unique work of the famous painters of the previous dynasty. Further ahead is a red coral tree with a height of more than one person. The branches are complete with natural luster.
Everything you take out is a priceless treasure.
The value here is only worthy to be enjoyed occasionally.
When Meng yunniang came in, she felt that her body was no longer her own.
The Imperial Palace in winter was very cold. When she entered the palace, she was roasted by the spring like heating inside. She gave a hard blow.
I couldn't help sneezing.
"Concubine Yun? But you have a cold? Come and sit here."
Su Yan wrung her eyebrows and waved to Meng yunniang anxiously, patting the position beside her.
Seeing this, the virtuous imperial concubine said in a voice, "madam, this cold disease can be big or small. If the lady's golden body is infected to her, it will be bad. Let sister Yun come and sit with her concubine?"
Therefore, part of her miserable end was made by herself.But a large part is that Xiao Qinghe can't accommodate the Su family. So the Su family must die."How long have you been here?" she played around a strand of black hair.Qiu Nuan came in with warm clothes and listened to the note: "it's been about a quarter of an hour. The emperor stayed in the ronghua hall last night. The little eunuch guarding the door said that Princess Yun doesn't seem to be in good health."Su Yan listened and smiled. Her eyes bent and smiled without warning.Several palace maids looked at her and didn't know what she was laughing at.That's not cool. It's the man who took marisu's script.I just don't know what role her lover played in it.Mother Jiang was so happy to see her laughing that she was angry and helpless. "Empress, can you fight for some anger? She is favored by Princess Yun. What are you laughing at?"Now the emperor values Princess Yun so much. Even on the day of the Palace Banquet, Princess Yun allowed her to take her place. The head of the imperial palace can only be subordinate to a concubine.Is that decent?Su Yan was helped to the dressing table and sat down. Her face was full of smiles. The temperature in the bedroom was appropriate, making her little face white, like a peony in bud.She picked out a walking gesture from the jewelry box and said slowly, "that's what I don't want. If I want, men all over the world should bow down to me."Qiunuan was clever and quickly put on a bun facing the sky. Su Yan chose a golden ribbon tassel hair comb and inserted it obliquely into her hair. She looked at mother Jiang slowly with her eyes obliquely. Her eyes were like autumn water and bright like stars.She bent her bright red and plump lips, smiled at her, and asked, "Mammy, am I right?"Rao is the same woman, all of whom are trembled by her undisguised charm.Not to mention men?Mother Jiang had no choice but to give her another look and took out her big sleeve to put on for her."What's the use of smiling at the old slave like this? If you smile more at the emperor, what's the matter with Princess Yun?"Su Yan blinked and honestly didn't answer.When she went out, she asked, "do I look like Princess Yun today?"Chunnuan smiles and arranges Su Yan's skirt in the back. After listening to it, he sticks out his head and bends his eyes, "it's like!"That's good. The hostess is used to crush it.Isn't it?Su Yan leaned lazily towards the soft collapse, and a large piece of fox hair on his head was soft and fluffy.The hall is covered with red woven flower fleece carpet, and the crane incense stove on the table emits light and elegant sandalwood.All the furnishings are exquisite. The screen on the right is the unique work of the famous painters of the previous dynasty. Further ahead is a red coral tree with a height of more than one person. The branches are complete with natural luster.Everything you take out is a priceless treasure.The value here is only worthy to be enjoyed occasionally.When Meng yunniang came in, she felt that her body was no longer her own.The Imperial Palace in winter was very cold. When she entered the palace, she was roasted by the spring like heating inside. She gave a hard blow.I couldn't help sneezing."Concubine Yun? But you have a cold? Come and sit here."Su Yan wrung her eyebrows and waved to Meng yunniang anxiously, patting the position beside her.Seeing this, the virtuous imperial concubine said in a voice, "madam, this cold disease can be big or small. If the lady's golden body is infected to her, it will be bad. Let sister Yun come and sit with her concubine?"
