Empress' Marshal's Concubine

Yun Ganhan would not allow anyone to destroy any festival that her mother gave her happy and beautiful memories...

The cold sneer under Yun Ganhan's mask showed that someone was going to be unlucky soon, and that unlucky one was nothing more than Yuan Moyue who didn't know whether to live or die and wanted to compete with Yun Ganhan in front of Wu Zetian.

It's a pity that Yuan Moyue didn't know that she was already circling in front of the gate of ghosts. She brought the palace lady and old mother who served in Zang Yuxuan and a group of six people were at the main entrance of Funing Palace, regardless of Wu Zetian's full dragon riding at the entrance, And the guards guarding the gate of Funing Palace.

"You guys are so courageous, you dare to hug our empress." The maid who served Yuan Moyue was bitter and mean, she rushed to reprimand the guards and palace servants who stopped them outside the gate of Funing Palace.

Thinking that their master is very embarrassing in front of His Majesty, since blocking his master's way, this is not courting death, what is it?

They are not afraid that their master will sue them in front of His Majesty, and their lives will be in danger.

Do you think that at the door of Concubine Ning who doesn't serve her bed, she can be so presumptuous in front of her master regardless of her seniority?

"That's right, I don't even look at who I am..." A maid beside Yuan Moyue also chimed in.In the eyes of those palace ladies who served Yuan Moyue, their master was so favored that His Majesty almost stayed in the Cangyuxuan every night, which showed how special his master was in His Majesty's eyes.

"A good dog doesn't block the way. Not even a good dog..." The palace man held up the umbrella for Yuan Moyue.

"Things without roots dare to stop in front of my empress and dirty my empress's eyes. You will be to blame for your death." The little palace lady who supported Yuan Moyue's hand said.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Hmph... I don't even look at your identities! Open your mouth and shut up, Your Majesty. What kind of a Madam is your family Yuangui? How courageous are you guys to shout so loudly in our Funing Palace?" Call, are you tired of working? You have eaten bear hearts and swallowed leopards, and you will not be brave. Outside my mother's door, the mother is long, and the mother is short. You are such a little noble, and you dare to be so arrogant in our Funing Palace. The servants served by our Funing Palace are all higher than your little master." Ziqiao came from the side hall with a tray with a stove in her hand.

After all, she is the capable female attendant by Wu Zetian's side, and she always speaks superior to others. Even though she does not have the title of female official in charge of Funing Palace now, she still has the name of female official in charge of Wu Zetian's Yang Palace on her head.

Even if there is no rank, as long as Ziqiao bears the title of female official in charge of Shangyang Palace on her back, she is a head above all the attendants in the harem.

Not to mention just a little nobleman, even the concubines below the rank of concubine in the palace are not as high as her.

So she is absolutely qualified to say this.

"You are a dog slave who came out of nowhere! How dare you talk like that to my master. You will be tired of work." The old mother who served Yuan Moyue reprimanded her.

"Dare to make a noise in front of the Funing Palace, come here! Send these blind people to the Punishment Department, and don't stay here to be an eyesore." Ziqiao snorted coldly, without even looking at the old lady beside Yuan Guiren Nanny, with the tray in her hand, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Funing Palace bedroom.It was as if there hadn't been any dispute at all just now.

"Tsk tsk, he's just a slave. He has such a big presence. What kind of master and slave is he?" The palace servant beside Yuan Moyue said coldly.

"They're all slaves, why make things difficult for each other." Yun Ganhan followed Wu Zetian and stood at the door of Funing Palace's bedroom, his voice was as cold as a knife.

"Long live your majesty, long live long live, long live long live Concubine Ning." The guards at the gate of Funing Palace, palace servants, and maids all fell to their knees on the ground.

"What are you arguing about?" Wu Zetian's voice was impatient and cold.

If it weren't for Yuan Moyue's frequent movements recently, and just now he took people outside to make a fuss, of course, the more time he and Yun Ganhan spent alone, the better.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has been waiting in the imperial garden for a long time and I haven't seen you, so I come to Funing Palace to welcome Your Majesty." Seeing that Wu Zetian's complexion was very bad, Yuan Moyue hurriedly wished her best.

What's more, she made an expression of grievance and love on her face. She knew very well what expression she should make on her face, which could impress Wu Zetian.

No matter how rampant she was before, as long as she had tears in her eyes, red eyes, holding back the tears, she would not let them fall.

Wu Zetian will not only not blame, but also care and love.

Yuan Moyue knows how to refuse and welcome, to test Wu Zetian's devotion, or it should be said that she is testing Wu Zetian's devotion to her face.

Yuan Moyue was really afraid that one day Wu Zetian would no longer be pleasant to her face, nor would she be attached to her. She really didn't know how to survive without the king's love and favor in this cannibalistic palace. Even if Ren in the harem can let him go, the national teacher Yan and the generals behind him will also take it as their responsibility to get rid of him.

It's a pity that Yuan Moyue had calculated thousands of times, and she miscalculated that what Wu Zetian liked was not her face, but her body like a cauldron. He treated her kindly on weekdays, but it was only because she needed her body to cultivate.

It is true that Ye Qingruo's face is beautiful, but Wu Zetian prefers Yun Ganhan's appearance, or it should be said that Wu Zetian feels that Yun Ganhan's face has changed in the Necromancer Forest, which is more suitable for Yun Ganhan.

"Your Majesty Yuan, there is no one else in your eyes except Your Majesty. Didn't you see that my mother is still standing here? Seeing that my mother is not polite, but I will go to the Department of Punishment to receive punishment." Ziqiao held the tray in her hand Holding it to Concubine Ning Yun Ganhan's hand, Yun Ganhan yawned, raised his hand and picked up the heater from the tray, wrapped his hands together, warming his hands that were still cold even if the weather was twenty degrees Celsius.

As soon as Ziqiao said this, the expression on Wu Zetian's face became very ugly. Ziqiao was a maid who served Wu Zetian before, so Wu Zetian could hear what Ziqiao said.

Yun Ganhan is a person who is easy to talk to. Even Ziqiao, who was serving Yun Ganhan by her side, stood by Yun Ganhan's side and spoke for Yun Ganhan not long after she had been serving Yun Ganhan.

"Bold, you are just a little maid of honor, what qualifications do you have to stand here and speak in the fundamental palace." Yuan Moyue revealed the momentum of her favorite concubine who usually runs rampant in the harem.

"Bengong?" Yun Ganhan snorted coldly in his nose, and repeated the word "Bengong" in Yuan Moyue's mouth with a touch of mockery and sarcasm.

These two words are very heavy, but they are also very funny.

Since she returned to the palace this time, it has been a long time since no one called herself Bengong in front of her.Even Di Lewu wouldn't call herself like that, but Yuan Moyue was just a nobleman who couldn't even climb up to the position of concubine, and she was still a craftsman, but she pretended that only queens in ancient TV dramas had airs and aura.

It's really interesting. Today is the holiday, and it seems to be popular.

But sooner or later, this long-hidden cancer in the harem will be cleaned up, whether it's today or someday.

If you make yourself unhappy on the morning of the Dragon Boat Festival, then everyone should not be happy.

It was originally a festival with warm memories, but unfortunately this year there is only blood and no warmth in this festival.

"You are just a little nobleman, but you dare to call yourself Bengong in front of me... Hehe, it seems that you are really favored." Yun Ganhan stood up straight, took a step forward, and did not shy away from himself Standing in front of Wu Zetian, holding the stove in his hands, but only the palms are warm, the back of the hands and fingers are still cold.

His eyes were cold, and his voice was condensed like a sharp knife.

"It's because His Majesty spoiled the concubines on weekdays. I hope Concubine Ning doesn't care about concubines." Yuan Moyue nodded slightly at the position where Yun Ganhan was standing.

"I also know that Your Majesty has always loved Yuan Guiren, otherwise Yuan Guiren would not dare to call himself my palace in front of me. I am afraid that Yuan Guiren has been thinking about Concubine Ning's position for a long time!" Yun Ganhan lazily said Walking forward, when passing by Yuan Moyue, he stood condescendingly.

"Your Majesty, you were born in the midst of blessings. You don't know it's a blessing. You didn't get up little by little. Naturally, you don't know how hard the servants at the bottom have endured. Which woman in the harem doesn't want to be a concubine! People can't turn over under their feet." Yuan Moyue also knew that she made a slip of the tongue and caused a catastrophe, so she simply said something.

"You are weak, don't get angry." Wu Zetian smiled gently, walked behind Yun Ganhan, and embraced Yun Ganhan in his arms.

"Although it's summer, but it's windy, take care of your body. Don't be tempted by irrelevant people." Wu Zetian frowned, and used his body to shield Yun Ganhan from the summer morning wind.

Yun Ganhan seemed angry, and tilted his head like a coquettish glance to protect Wu Zetian in his arms like an old hen guarding chicks, feeling a lot of feelings in his heart.

Wu Zetian has nothing to say about being really kind to herself sometimes, but her obsession with herself has penetrated into the depths of her soul.

The majestic king of a country shields a small concubine from the wind. Some people are happy and some are sad when they see it!

To pamper a concubine so much is probably something few emperors in history could do.

It is said that emperors have been fickle and passionate since ancient times, but there are too few infatuated emperors.

Wu Zetian was a successful emperor, if she didn't have herself, she would have always been the affectionate and indifferent monarch in history.

"As long as you think about the queen in the harem, you can deal with everything. Why do you have to make trouble with your own body? If you get angry, I will feel sorry for you. Look, your hands are cold..." Wu Zetian Carefully accompanying the smiling face, he stretched out his hand to wrap Yun Ganhan's.Through the coldness coming from the palm of his hand, Wu Zetian's eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

Hearing Wu Zetian's words, Yuan Moyue's body shook like a sieve. When she entered the palace, she knew that she was just a human substitute. She thought that the real master was dead, and relying on her having the same face as the real master, she could run rampant in the harem and get what she wanted. I want it, but I don't want to think that I still can't beat this concubine Ning who came from behind...

In the past, although Wu Zetian was not very gentle towards him, he would never refuse his request, and he was responsive to his requests, and he carried the title of favorite concubine on his back, which was not a false name.

Before entering the palace, he had only heard that Concubine Ning Ye Qingruo was very favored by Wu Zetian, but he did not expect that those rumors were not as good as what Wu Zetian treated Concubine Ning as he saw with his own eyes after entering the palace.