"Your Majesty is not angry. After all, Concubine Shu is such a delicate person, but she was beaten into that look by me." Jiujiu continued to say with a smile.

After Jiujiu beat up Concubine Shu, Concubine Shu once sent someone to find Murong Zhao, but at that time Murong Zhao was very interested in Jiujiu, so he naturally sent Concubine Shu away. Concubine Shu had been taking leave these days because her face was swollen.

He came to pay his respects. Therefore, Jiujiu beat Concubine Shu for so long that Murong Zhao had never even seen Concubine Shu.

If you haven't seen it, you don't know. What's more, he just wants to be good with Jiujiu now, so what will happen even if he sees it?

Murong Zhao said lightly: "As long as Jiuniang is happy."

Hearing Murong Zhao keep claiming that he was called Jiuniang instead of Queen, Zitong could see that Murong Zhao really wanted to have a good relationship with him. Jiujiu raised the corners of her mouth, showing a mischievous smile, and gently slid her fingers down, pinching

Taking care of Murong Zhao's vitality, he gently rubbed it with his palm and whispered: "Your Majesty, if I let you pamper me alone, are you willing?"

When she said this, Jiujiu looked at Murong Zhao without blinking, making Murong Zhao have the illusion that if he didn't say yes, Jiujiu would crush his life to pieces.

But, Jiujiu, with the cruel look in her eyes, was astonishingly beautiful, just like Mi Tu who was driving on the bank of Huangquan.

The flowers are in full bloom.

That kind of desperate hatred and determination actually gave Murong Zhao, who was used to seeing beauties, the illusion that he could be a ghost under the peonies and be romantic.

Almost instantly, Murong Zhao pressed on Jiujiu, lowered his head and kissed Jiujiu's lips fiercely. Between their lips and teeth, Jiujiu seemed to hear Murong Zhao say: "Jiujiu, give me a child."

"

Jiujiu's soul floated lightly again, and when she woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

Murong Zhao seemed to have gone to court. Ruhua stood by the bed waiting with a happy face. Seeing Jiujiu wake up, he quickly asked someone to help Jiujiu get dressed.

After breakfast, Xiao Fuzi came over and told Jiujiu that Murong Zhao had important matters to discuss with the cabinet today and would not come to her, but asked her to go directly to Murong Zhao in the afternoon.

Jiujiu nodded in agreement and then went directly to the Royal Garden.

When it comes to where Jiujiu likes to go in the palace, it is naturally the Imperial Garden.

It's early summer now, and the Royal Garden is full of exotic flowers and plants that are blooming so lively. Even modern flowers can't compare to these flowers, and Jiujiu is just mesmerized by them.

Because she had been too indulgent with Murong Zhao in the past few days, Jiujiu's body was a little limp. She casually took the fish food and threw a handful into the artificial river. A group of colorful goldfish rushed out in an instant and snatched ten

As for the food, Jiujiu was only interested in watching it. After a while, he scattered the bowl of fish food cleanly.

Looking at the goldfish scattered because there was no fish food, Jiujiu sighed. When she was about to go back, a group of people suddenly came from a distance.

After looking at the leader, Concubine Shu, Jiujiu was startled for a moment. After blinking her eyes, she couldn't help but sigh at the magic of the medicine. Every time she thought of Concubine Shu, whose face was swollen into a pig's head, she recovered in just a few days.

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Concubine Shu's appearance is different from Jiujiu's gentle and elegant appearance. Concubine Shu's appearance is more like that of Xiaojiabiyu, but she is a bit healthier than Concubine Xian's image of a sickly beauty.

Concubine Shu's face was painted with light makeup, which complemented the flowers in the imperial garden. For a moment, Jiujiu felt that she didn't know whether people were more delicate than flowers, or whether flowers were prettier than people.

While Jiujiu was in a daze, Concubine Shu had already arrived at Jiujiu's pavilion. After seeing Jiujiu, everyone bowed and saluted: "Meet the Queen."

Jiujiu sat on the recliner and said, "Everyone, get up."

Looking at the group of warblers and swallows behind Concubine Shu, Jiujiu twitched the corner of her mouth: "Concubine Shu, is this?" After Jiujiu finished speaking, she glanced at the group of people behind Concubine Shu with meaning.

Concubine Shu's eyes were filled with understanding, and there was a trace of hatred in her lowered eyes. But when she raised her head again, she had a respectful expression on her face: "Returning to your Majesty, the weather is very good today. I have made an appointment with my sisters to come here to enjoy the flowers. I never thought that your Majesty

Again, it’s really abrupt.”

The corner of Jiujiu's mouth twitched. She would come to the imperial garden every day. It was obvious that Concubine Shu came to see him on purpose, but she brought so many concubines with her. This showed that she was well prepared.

"In this case, I won't disturb your enjoyment, Ruhua."

"My slave is here."

"Go back to the palace."

"Your Majesty, wait a moment." Concubine Shu quickly called out to Jiujiu. If Jiujiu was allowed to leave today, how would her plan continue?

Thinking of the day I was beaten like that by Jiujiu, I went to His Majesty to make the decision, but was perfunctory by His Majesty. And Your Majesty didn't look for me during this period, but was with the Queen for a while. If things go on like this, this harem will have its own

status.

Now Your Majesty has only one eldest princess. If the eldest prince comes out of the queen's belly, he will occupy both the direct descendants and the eldest son, and they will have a way of survival in the future.

Concubine Shu's eyes rolled around, and she noticed after a while: "Go back to your Majesty, I am going to hold a poetry appreciation conference here. If your Majesty has nothing to do, you might as well be the referee."

Jiujiu blinked her eyes, thinking that she would have nothing to do if she went back, so she nodded and agreed, ready to see what Concubine Shu wanted to do.

Everyone made an appointment to see who could write a better poem with the theme of lotus.

Jiujiu sat on a soft chair, eating pastries while watching the concubines writing poems, and sighed quietly.

She missed Ain a little.

At this moment, Xiao Fuzi's voice came from behind: "The Emperor has arrived."

Everyone in the pavilion instantly bent down to salute. Jiujiu stood up quickly, but before she could salute, Murong Zhao held her little hand and pulled her up, saying softly: "Zi Tong doesn't need to be polite."

After saying that, he hugged Jiujiu's waist and sat on Jiujiu's soft chair, and then said lightly: "What are you playing?"

He had been waiting for Jiujiu in the palace for a long time. He learned from Xiao Fuzi that she was in the imperial garden, so he came over.

Jiujiu chuckled and said, "Concubine Shu is holding a poetry appreciation competition, and she wants me to be the referee."

"Zi Tong won't participate?"

"No." Jiujiu shook her head. She didn't like to be in the limelight. Besides, the original owner was a person who didn't like poetry in her boudoir. If she really wrote poetry, that would be a ghost.

It was obvious that Murong Zhao had also thought of this, so he did not continue to ask. He waved his hand to the concubines who were still kneeling and said, "You continue."

After saying that, he looked sideways at Xiao Fuzi and said, "Bring it up."

Jiujiu looked at Murong Zhao curiously and asked: "What is it?"

Murong Zhao shook Jiujiu's little hand and whispered in her ear: "Fan Bang paid tribute to a batch of treasures and got a sleeve dog. I brought it to you to see. If you like it, there is no harm in keeping it."

"A dog in a sleeve?" Jiujiu looked at Murong Zhao in surprise.

The reason why Sori-Inu is called Sori-Inu is because it is so small that it can only be as big as a palm if it is extremely long, so it is named Sori-Inu.
Chapter completed!