I want to flip the table

"This jade pot is indeed a jade pot, but as for Bing Xin, I don't know if it is pure!" Nian Shilan looked at Zhen Huan jokingly, stepped forward, and lifted Zhen Huan's chin with his index finger, "I heard that Jade Concubine Xiao Mu , and the Jade Concubine is five points similar to Queen Chunyuan, but I don’t know how similar Mrs. Zhen and Queen Chunyuan are!"

"I think Mrs. Zhen and Queen Chunyuan are not much different in age, but I don't know what the connection is between them and why they are so similar!" Nian Shilan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhen Huan, smiling very arrogantly! Silently, she said to Zhen Huan, whose eyes were red, "Why are you so anxious? This is just the beginning!"

Nian Shilan pinched the chin of Zhen Huan who was kneeling on the ground, and forced her to raise her head to look at him, "This jade concubine has a similar face to Queen Chunyuan, as well as the Jinghong dance she has practiced since she was a child, and the girl The name Zhuge among the middle girls, I just don’t know how much calculation there is in it!”

Nian Shilan smiled even more heartily as she looked at the emperor's increasingly livid face and the string of beads in his hands that were hitting each other faster and faster. 'Those who hurt my children, don't even think about it easy for any of you. I keep you now just because the child in my belly has not yet been born, has not grown up, and cannot fully control the court. When my child grows up, that will be the day you die! Nian Shilan looked at the emperor with a cold light in his eyes, and the hatred buried in his heart surged up. Suddenly, there was a pain in his stomach. Nian Shilan gently stroked his belly and said to himself, "Good boy, don't be angry!" '

Nian Shilan calmed down and looked coldly at Zhen Huan, who was kneeling on the ground, and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, if you don't believe what I said, you can send someone to investigate! This concubine Well, just treat it as a toy for fun, but don’t take it seriously!”

"But speaking of it, the relationship between Jade Concubine and Prince Guo is very deep! I heard that Prince Guo once witnessed Jade Concubine's perky jade feet, and Yu Concubine once talked with Prince Guo on the Tung Flower Terrace! This fate is amazing. It’s really not shallow!”

Nian Shilan looked at the veins popping up on the emperor's forehead and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. Nian Shilan looked at the queen who was standing aside with a smile in her eyes, watching the tiger fight, Zhen Huan who was kneeling on the ground, and the emperor who was still standing. She felt that the blow was not enough, or else she would add more fire. ?

Nian Shilan rolled his eyes slightly, feeling that the emperor could no longer attack him. He had to live for two more years to clear the way for his son. This Queen, she can give it a try. What is her pain? Apart from her child Honghui, there is only Queen Chunyuan left! Thinking of this year, Shilan turned to look at Yixiu and made a very nasty smile!

Nian Shilan turned around and looked at the emperor with a smile. Her curved eyebrows were so beautiful, but it was a pity that no one appreciated it!

Nian Shilan took a few steps forward and saluted the emperor solemnly, "I heard that Concubine Yu's biological sister Zhen Yurao is very similar to her mother, and I think she is even more similar to Queen Chunyuan! Now that Zhen Yurao is still young, why doesn’t the emperor summon her to the palace?”

The emperor glanced at Nian Shilan with some confusion. He had made this birthday party such a fuss, and now he had no idea what his plans were!

Nian Shilan looked at the emperor's suspicious eyes without explaining, but still smiled and said to the emperor, "Now Zhen Yurao is just a piece of blank paper. The emperor can calligraphy and painting as he likes! Let it become what the emperor wants her to be. It looks like it’s done! Isn’t this good?”

Hearing this, the fat orange eyes brightened slightly. Yes, they are not Wanwan! In this case, why not cultivate a Wan himself!

Zhen Huan looked frightened when she heard this, and hurriedly knelt forward and grabbed the corner of the emperor's clothes, "Your Majesty, Yurao is still young and looks childish, how can she enter the palace?"

What Zhen Huan said was sincere, but now that she had already made up her mind, how could she listen to the idea of ​​cultivating a fat, plump orange?