Chapter 1100: Everyone Is Reborn Except Me (32)

I used some at noon, and I still got the food from the Heart Cultivation Palace.

According to Jieyu's palace rules, she can use four dishes and one soup for each meal, and some seasonal vegetable snacks.

The dishes I got from Ji Yuan were all eaten by Ji Yuan and thought they were delicious.

This kind of thing stained with Ji Yuan's saliva, Xia Ling really ...... I haven't touched it.

Maybe most people won't dislike Ji Yuan's saliva, right?

Therefore, Ji Yuan rewarded these dishes, and he also felt in his heart that this was a manifestation of his favor for Chunhua Palace.

In this palace, even if you dislike it, you have to give Ji Yuan face!

Xia Ling ate two bites a little, but he didn't eat much, and finally rewarded them in early spring and early summer......

Seeing the palace maids' grateful, they really felt that eating this dish was a great honor for Xia Ling to give them.

Different ways do not conspire with each other......

If they like it, Xia Ling will reward them.

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In the evening, Xia Ling had dinner and went out to take a walk to eat.

After a few days of fishing, the third cherry blossom has been fully lit up.

No matter how disgusted Ji Yuan was in his heart, no matter how high his posture was, he unconsciously moved his heart to her......

The night breeze blows on the face, bringing some coolness and being very comfortable.

Xia Ling rubbed his bulging little belly.

This action, coupled with the somewhat satisfied demeanor after eating, will always make people think wildly.

Xie Luoyan has been wandering around the Imperial Garden, and on the way from the front palace to the Chunhua Palace, she has been preparing, wanting to have a "chance encounter" with Ji Yuan.

The moonlight is fine tonight.

A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, and the flowers and scenery in this imperial garden also seem very quiet.

Xie Luoyan bought off the Internal Affairs Office and got a pipa.

She sat in this pavilion, wearing a Jiangnan woman's full-breasted skirt, and the large snow-white of the Hun mouth was squeezed out, showing a shallow ravine.

Then with the pipa in her arms, she disappeared in the dimly lit pavilion, and ordered the maid to wait at the entrance of the imperial garden.

Just waiting for the arrival of the royal chariot, he attracted the abyss with the sound of pipa music.

*

"Master, the saint is reviewing the folds in the Heart Cultivation Palace, but this He Jieyu is here, did she hear any rumors?" The palace maid asked in a low voice in Xie Luoyan's ear.

Xie Luoyan's face was gloomy: "Shut up!" ”

The face is slightly distorted.

Needless to say, she also has eyes.

When Ling Wangxi came in, the appearance of rubbing his stomach was clearly gentle.

It has been more than a month since they entered the palace, and Ling Wangxi has monopolized the holy grace, if she is pregnant, it is also a matter of course!

It's justβ€”

Xie Luoyan can't even share the king's favor now.

Really wait until Ling Wangxi gives birth to the emperor's eldest son, so she still has a place in this palace?

Palace maid: "Master, the direction in which He Jieyu goes is the only way for a saint...... What shall we do? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Wait! Xie Luoyan endured to the extreme.

The early spring night is still a little cool.

Xie Luoyan waited in the pavilion for a long time, until the middle of the moon, and the man who should have passed by was nowhere to be seen.

Xie Luoyan's lips turned black from the cold, and she stared at the intersection expressionlessly.

Not only Ji Yuan, but even Ling Wangxi didn't come back......

The palace maid went to investigate, and then came to report.

"Master, the palace people have lit the red lanterns of the Heart Cultivation Palace."

"When the saint returned to the harem, he met He Jieyu, and now he has brought people back to the Heart Cultivation Hall to sleep."

The palace maid put on Xie Luoyan's robe and was swept down by her.

Xie Luoyan hated it to the extreme.

When I returned to the palace, I contacted the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion.