Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Chu Ci nodded and responded.

Then I heard Concubine Lan trying hard to talk about it again, "And that was all two years ago. It is impossible to guarantee that there will be no changes. It will always do no harm to make more friends."

Chu Ci didn't say a word, her eyes lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

Then the hand was held by Concubine Lan Gui, her face was a little serious at the moment, she glanced at the palace man who was waiting far away in the palace, and then she sighed, lowered her voice, and spoke to Chu Ci again.

"Xiao Ci, you have to know that your majesty's health is getting worse every day."

Chu Ci responded and listened to Concubine Lan's continuing to speak, "I have secretly inquired about it, saying that if I continue to be so irritable and refuse to take care of it quietly, this winter is probably not good, and you know that the only prince in the palace is The eldest prince is from the queen."

As Concubine Lan said this, her brows slowly wrinkled, "You know that we have always been at odds with the queen, and this prince also dislikes each other, and with your majesty's temper, it is impossible to remove a male from the clan. Members come to inherit the throne, this winter will be a **** storm, and if it really causes trouble, we may not be able to protect you."

"I can protect myself, Aunt Lan, you don't have to worry about me." This is not Chu Ci talking nonsense. She herself knows that she usually puts all those people down when she uses a bit of strength, if she uses them all. She didn't know the effect of the meeting.

The people in the princess mansion were all investigated carefully, and she carefully verified that there would be no loopholes, so even if there was a disturbance this winter, she could guarantee the safety of the princess mansion.

Consort Lan still frowned. Naturally, she knew that Chu Ci was somewhat capable. Although she didn't know how tough she was, she was very relieved before.

But now the emperor’s body is empty everywhere, much faster than she expected, plus the child husband Su Yu that Chu Ci had to raise before... is the only son of the emperor’s clan. .

On the cusp of this storm... She had to remind Chu Ci to be careful.

Finally, Chu Ci came out of the palace of Concubine Lan, holding the post of the flower feast two months later in his hand, slightly pursing the corners of his lips, looking back at the huge palace, and then sighed.

The other concubines Chu Ci, who took good care of Chu Ci, had already met with Concubine Lan Gui before, but they stayed with Concubine Lan and said a few words.

Just like that, I went directly out of the palace and returned to the Fuzhong.

Thinking that there are still some things that have not been dealt with, Chu Ci asked Sheng He to prepare refreshments and turned around and entered the study.

There was silence in the study, and Chu Ci put aside the slightly fancy invitation card in his hand, and then stood in front of a bookshelf, looking for what she wanted to use on it.

Suddenly there was a very light footsteps behind him. If it weren't for Chu Ci's natural five senses, he was more sensitive than ordinary martial arts practitioners, otherwise he would really not be able to detect it.

In the air, I don't know where there is a sweet and fragrant breath.

Chu Ci's movements stopped instantly, and then turned to look behind him.

But before he had time to turn his head, his eyes were suddenly covered by a warm hand.