First-hand stove…
This hand stove…
Looking at the beautiful totem patterns on the hand stove, the patterns exclusively owned by the Miaojiang royal family, Miao Da’s thoughts were flying, and a hot tear could not help but fall from the corners of his eyes.
Looking at his appearance, Gu Yuqing struck while the iron was hot, “I’ll say it again. The queen has been confined, and everyone in her palace courtyard is not allowed to enter and exit at will. It is because of this that I took the risk to run this time. I didn’t have much time to come out, and I’ve been delayed a lot. Now I’m going to be short.”
Taking advantage of Miao Da’s loss of mind, Miao Er was at a loss, Gu Yuqing took the lead and said, “The previous plan should not change. If you have any problems in the future, you will only go to the palace gate to find a guard named Wei Qi. He will pass the news to me.”
Her tone was with unquestionable sternness and pride, as if everything should be like this. Her indeed was their leader, the princess of the Miao Xinjiang dynasty, and the successor of Concubine Mu of this dynasty.
“It is not easy for me to enter and exit the palace gate. If there is any situation in the future, it will be up to him to pass on any arrangements. He will also convey what arrangements I have.”
Wei Qi was the guard who was placed by Xiao Yu at the palace gate. Before leaving today, Gu Yuqing ordered Madam Huang to go to the palace gate to say hello to him.
As he said that, Gu Yuqing stood up and left.
As soon as she stood up, Miao Dayi pulled her sleeves up, “Who are you? How could you have her hand stove? This hand stove… She will definitely not give this hand stove at will. Even if she dies, she will take it into the coffin and accompany her through the dark underground years until I complete my career and go to find her.”
Miao Da’s voice was no longer as cold and domineering as it was. The hand pulling Gu Yuqing’s sleeves was covered with traces of vicissitudes and hideous years. Her throat was as if it was scalded by hot boiled water, and the sound made was sad and sad.
That way, he doesn’t look like a seven-foot man with iron bones.
Gu Yuqing listened, her heart was twisting and twists and turns. In a flash, a bold idea jumped into her heart. Her strong intuition told her that this hand stove was most likely an engagement between Concubine Mu and Miao Da.
But at this moment, she could no longer take risks.
Such things that are related to details are a huge difference if they are slight deviations, and she cannot make any mistakes.
Avoiding the hand stove, Gu Yuqing said, “Do you think she is still a sacred, noble and inviolable princess here? She is just a widow of the late emperor, just the concubine of this dynasty. When the late emperor was in power, she was favored and glorious. She could do her best for our dynasty, but the late emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne, she was just a stalemate.”
“How much the empress dowager of this dynasty hates the people of Miaojiang, you know that it is a blessing that she can live safely and soundly until she dies. Do you think she is qualified to choose her own funeral objects!”
“I don’t need to say that the empress dowager of this dynasty hates the people of Miaojiang. You know, it is a blessing that she can live safely and soundly until she dies. Do you think she is qualified to choose her own funeral objects!”>
As he said that, Gu Yuqing turned his body and faced Miao Da head-on, and raised his foot to approach him. Miao Da was strong and mighty. Gu Yuqing had to raise her chin in front of him, but even so, her momentum was still not reduced.
“It can be seen that over the years, you have no idea how much suffering she has suffered and how much sin she has suffered! She is a noble princess, and she is a concubine with others. To be nice, she is a favorite concubine, but in fact? She puts it in the homes of ordinary people, but it is just a concubine!”
“Do you know what a concubine is? That is the dispensable slave! You are so arrogant that she wants to bring this hand stove into the coffin. If you hear this, do you know how many tears she will shed?”
Gu Yuqing’s heart attack technique can be said to be the pinnacle, the furnace