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Chapter 479: Prestigious Concubine (57)

Xuanyuan Mo couldn't bear it. After leaving the government, he left the government affairs and came to the imperial palace with eager steps. At the gate of the palace, he hesitated for a moment.

Li Gonggong is actually a little puzzled. Isn't the empress's favorite person the queen's queen?

At this moment, there is a rush, with complex looks, is there any turning point for the imperial concubine here?

He didn't quite understand. It is reasonable to say that the emperor and concubine had already been affiliated with the emperor.

Xuan Yuanmo hesitated for a moment, or went in. He couldn't wait for the results of the investigation and wanted to come and ask her.

If the person who rescued him when he was a kid is really the emperor and concubine, what should he do? The thought of this result made him feel cold and his footwork was getting heavier.

When I walked into the palace, I happened to meet the person like Jiaohua, wearing a luxurious palace dress, and leaning loosely on the rattan chair, looking at the unknown words.

Xuan Yuanmo shook his fist, controlled his heart to walk over, and screamed, "Is the imperial concubine in a good mood today?"

"Emperor?" Tang Guo looked up slightly, and smiled lightly. "It's fine, the weather is fine. Come out and read the book and bask in the sun."

Xuan Yuanmo sat on the stone bench aside, helpless, and said dryly, "Very good." At the end, he asked again, "Can the imperial concubine embroider?"

Tang Guo frowned, didn't answer, but looked at Xuanyuan Mo with strange eyes, he was very uncomfortable.

"Just asking, I found that I knew a little bit about the imperial concubine." Speaking of this, Xuan Yuanmo was a little stunned, not least. He didn't know her at all, didn't know what she liked, and didn't understand her habits.

He stared at the delicate incense burner on the side, the blood on his face faded a lot, and the hands in the sleeves were trembling. If he was not afraid of her doubts, he wanted to take the incense burner on the spot.

"The emperor likes this incense very much?"

"Of course I like it." Tang Guo put down the textbook and smiled, "Isn't this the reward of the emperor, I haven't forgotten that the date = is all lit."

With this remark, Xuan Yuanmo seemed to be oppressed by a huge stone. Counting it, the imperial concubine has been using this incense for many years, and the incense is overbearing, and it can cause a woman to be infertile for a month.

His lips trembled, and he controlled the trembling tone. "This incense is out of date. In another day, howl to send another kind to the imperial concubine."

"I've ordered it for years, I'm used to it, just point it," the woman's lowered eyes didn't lift up, and her voice was low. "The whole harem, I'm the only one here, I like it, the emperor should know, actually I like to monopolize everything. "She lifted her eyes, and her clear eyes seemed to look into his heart." The only thing that didn't work is that I couldn't monopolize the emperor. "

Xuan Yuanmo just felt breathless. He opened his mouth and couldn't tell her, in fact, they had never been together.

He didn't want to say, if she was her, if she was her, what would he do?

Xuan Yuanmo no longer had the courage to ask if she was a child when she was a kid, her fingers flexed, and she clenched her hands tightly. "I have some government affairs to deal with, so I won't accompany the imperial concubine."

"I gave you a new fragrance in the afternoon, only the royal concubine, a tribute that just came up," Xuan Yuanmo choked and said, "I won't give it to others." He suddenly remembered that the concubine's knee hurt, and thought of it again. She once said that she fell into the water as a child.

He remembered that day was cold winter and it was snowing. There are so many frozen people in the water in the river, he knows it well.

He only felt his eyes swollen, and he quickly got up, not wanting to be noticed by her, and fled away from the palace.

"Withdraw."

Tang Guo pointed at the rising smoke, and whispered a smile, which was a bit cool, "People in the palace really make up for the brain."

(End of this chapter)