[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

When Wan'er called out the name "Song Zhiti", Xiao Rong was scared to death.

It's messy enough now, life is hard enough, and the lady wants to mess around?Aren't you afraid of being held back by that little guy with a screwdriver?

Wan'er is obviously not afraid.

In Xiao Rong's eyes, Wan'er was so hysterical that she felt strange and scary.

Why not wait for the opportunity and wait for the Queen Mother to change her mind?

Wasn't it always like this before?

As soon as Wan'er finished drinking, Song Zhiti's angry voice sounded outside the door: "Here!"

A fleeting smile floated on the corner of Wan'er's mouth.

She didn't care about Xiao Rong's jaw dropping reaction, she walked quickly to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, Song Zhiti's tall and strong figure still maintained a posture of bowing and bowing.

Even though he was out of Wan'er's sight before, his respect and salute to Wan'er were all the same.

Wan'er looked at Song Zhiti through a door.

"I want to enter the palace. Are you willing to clear the way for me?" Wan'er asked seriously.

"Subordinates are willing!" Song Zhiti replied loudly without hesitation.

Wan'er nodded secretly.

"You have to be clear, I'm wearing a crime now." Wan'er said again.

"This subordinate is willing to run for Mrs. Shangguan!" Song Zhiti resolutely replied.

Wan'er smiled: "Song Zhiti, don't you ask me what I am doing in the palace?"

"You don't need to ask, just ask Mrs. Shangguan!"

Zichen Palace.

Among the sounds of silk and bamboo, the tones of Huqin and Pipa are mixed in it, interweaving into an extraordinarily lingering, lingering and melodious tune.

In the main hall, three beauties dressed in mustache stretched their arms lightly, stretched their slender feet high, and twitched their waists and eyes to the ecstasy tune, showing infinite amorous feelings in their gestures.

Every movement they made was to cater to Wu Zhao who was sitting high in the upright seat.

At the beginning, Wu Zhao was still sitting upright, looking at it, his expression became a little relaxed, and he leaned lazily on the chair ring.

On both sides behind her, there is a stunning woman on each side.

They are very young, they don't look more than sixteen or seventeen years old, they have deep eyes and high nose, and their skin is as white as snow, but they are wearing Central Plains costumes.

They were extremely awed by Wu Zhao's aura, and sat squatting on both sides with their eyebrows lowered and pleasing to the eye.

When they saw Wu Zhao's body leaning lazily on the chair ring, the two stunning women hurriedly knelt and stepped forward, and massaged Wu Zhao's shoulders and back gently on both sides.

An unfamiliar, overly strong fragrance invaded the nose, causing Wu Zhao to frown.

These two women, and the three dancing below, were all donated by the Western Regions, and they were specially presented to the Queen Mother by Princess Qianjin.

As the youngest daughter of Emperor Gaozu, Wu Zhao was still her niece and daughter-in-law in terms of seniority, but she called Wu Zhao "A Niang" without any shame, and said that these knowledgeable and interesting women from the Western Regions were "her" Special filial piety to my mother".

Wu Zhao snorted coldly in his heart——

It is also from the clan, but she admires the troublemaker even more.

However, Princess Qianjin has its own uses, for example, it can be used to win people's hearts.

If she is willing to call A Niang, she will call, anyway, the person who is called will not lose a piece of meat.

If there are more people like this in the clan, why worry about Li Tang Jiangshan not changing hands sooner?

Thinking of this, Wu Zhao took in a few orchids, and started arguing with them in Zichen Palace in a more decent manner.

It was rumored that several Orchids became the upstarts in front of the Empress Dowager, and Princess Qianjin applauded happily in the mansion.

A piece of paper, flew from the distant Yangzhou to the capital.

Since they can think of ways to deal with those things, why can't they bear the overly strong powdery fragrance on Hu Ji's body?

Wu Zhao thought.

But, why, after smelling such a fragrant smell, my heart feels more empty?

Suddenly there was a distinct sound of arguing outside the hall, the sound was so loud that even the sound of silk and bamboo in the hall could not be suppressed.

Wu Zhao felt strange, and was about to get up impatiently to wait and see, when suddenly "cracker"——

The door of the main hall was opened from the outside.

A slender, beautiful, and extremely familiar figure stood there against the sun.

As if looking down on the world, he looked at everything in the hall.

The two orchids who were behind Wu Zhao, who were beating her back and shoulders for her, suddenly forgot their movements when they saw something happened.

As for the three dancing orchids in the middle of the main hall, they never expected that someone would dare to push open the door of Zichen Hall in such a loud manner.

Isn't the Empress Dowager of the Great Tang sitting on it extremely powerful in the rumors?

They were told many times by their envoys that they must be submissive to the Empress Dowager of the Tang Dynasty, otherwise, if they accidentally offended her, not to mention their family members, even their country would be in danger.

But now, who is this thin, slender young woman?

Even if her appearance is very outstanding, even if her temperament is very refined, who gave her the courage to ignore the place of the Zichen Palace, go straight across, and stand up the dancers in the palace, the musicians on both sides, and the waiters? The palace people, even the empress dowager of the Tang Dynasty, who was obviously shocked above, ignored it?

Wan'er suddenly appeared and crossed the hall without saying a word, shocking everyone.

All of a sudden, the piano player forgot to pluck the strings, the flute player forgot to sound the drum, and the bell ringer forgot to strike the hammer.

The accompaniment music was cut off and messed up, and the three dancers were also in a mess——

Wan'er's rampage disrupted their formation; the overwhelming aura exuding from Wan'er's body made them dare not even look at her directly, let alone continue dancing with their arms outstretched, so that they blocked Wan'er's way .

In this way, the scene of Qimi became chaotic.

In the entire hall, except for Wan'er who walked her own way with her head held high, everyone's routines were messed up, and their hearts were also messed up.

Including the aloof Wu Zhao.

Other people's confusion is due to accident, surprise, and shock, but Wu Zhao's confusion is an indescribable feeling.

Wu Zhao stared blankly at Wan'er walking towards him step by step.

Her face changed a few times, and her mood also changed a few times.

Until the end, that kind of complicated mood unexpectedly froze into a half-smile on her face.

Wan'er didn't have a smiling face, and she didn't have a smiling face the whole time.

Even if, from the moment she entered the hall, her eyes were only on Wu Zhao.

She saw every change on Wu Zhao's face, and saw Wu Zhao's last half-smile expression.

The coldness in Wan'er's eyes was even worse.

Wan'er stopped a foot away from Wu Zhao.

There is a desk between the two of them.

What is placed on the desk is not the pen and ink memorials that Wan'er is familiar with, but full of delicious food and wine.

This person has already begun to get used to extravagant enjoyment?

Wan'er snorted coldly, her eyes swept over the two orchids behind Wu Zhao.

When Wu Zhao read the memorial, Wan'er sat there with him.Occasionally, Wu Zhao would exchange ideas with her, and would also share with her interesting stories about court affairs and interesting points in memorials.

Now, it is occupied by others.

The two orchids became tense from the moment Wan'er walked slowly.

At this time, Wan'er's eyes swept over her, and she was terrified and ashamed of herself. The two beautiful bodies shrank, and their faces fell to the ground.

Wan'er snorted coldly, as if she was laughing at "That's all".

Wu Zhao looked at Wan'er with appreciative eyes.

She is even more fascinated by Wan'er, who is full of momentum and looks like a teacher asking for a crime.

Wu Zhao then stood up with admiration, and with a wave of his hand, he waved away all the idlers in the hall.

After a rustling of the clothes, there were only the two of them in the huge Zichen Palace.

Wan'er's obviously sleep-deprived face, as well as her body that seemed to have lost weight, made Wu Zhao frown.

She still couldn't help but bypass the book case and walk towards Wan'er.

Wu Zhao's hand stretched out towards Wan'er habitually: "Why..."

Before she could say a word, Wan'er dodged her rudely.

Wu Zhao felt empty with his hand, and froze in mid-air, a slight sullenness flashed across his face.

Wan'er met her gaze fearlessly, and said almost word by word: "There are only three things."

Wu Zhao was stunned, and after thinking about it, he understood what Wan'er meant——

It was the first time in Jing'an Palace, the second time in the other courtyards in the suburbs of Beijing, and the third time this time.

This is the third time she has exiled Wan'er.

For the first time and the second time, she pestered Wan'er afterwards, half clinging and half coaxing, so that Wan'er would no longer be entangled in the past, and even brought the relationship between the two closer.

And this time...

Wu Zhao's face turned cold: "How do you know it's not true this time?"

How do you know that this time you are not really going to be punished?

Wan'er sneered: "Is the Xu Jingye Rebellion in Yangzhou true? Li Chong's rebellion in Bozhou is true? Or is King Luo Bin's paper true?"

"What did you say!" Wu Zhao was completely taken aback.

Just a few days, just a few days!

Even the courtiers in central Beijing don't know all about it, how does Wan'er, who is imprisoned in the suburbs of Beijing, know? !

"What did I say? What did I say, does the Queen Mother really not understand?" Wan'er snorted lightly.

Wu Zhao's face turned pale, and he looked her up and down as if he didn't know Wan'er.

Wan'er let her watch, and laughed at herself: "I know what the Queen Mother knows, and I know what the Queen Mother doesn't know... About this matter, shouldn't the Queen Mother know about it after summoning my Aunt and Qin Minghe and Lord Qin?" Yet?"

Wu Zhao's face was extremely difficult to look at, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Wan'er as if he had seen a ghost.

Because the person in front of her completely looked like Wan'er, she forced herself to take half a step back without instinct.

Wan'er watched her reaction, feeling bitter in her heart.

"Didn't the queen mother doubt me when I was young? Didn't the queen mother suspect that I was not Shangguan Wan'er?" She asked Wu Zhao, but her tone was affirmative.

Wu Zhao gasped, his lips pursed into a line: "You are..."

"I'm not!" Wan'er snatched her away.

Wan'er suddenly took two steps towards Wu Zhao, and approached Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao tensed his body, raised his jaw slightly, and his throat was clearly rolling.

Because of nervousness, or because of fear?

Wan'er thought sadly.

But she didn't back down...

Wan'er thought again.

He shook his head lightly, waving away the sudden tenderness.

Wan'er was already standing in front of Wu Zhao.

Because of her height, she needed to look up at Wu Zhao slightly.

But this did not prevent her from saying something that shocked Wu Zhao——

"I'm nothing more than a ghost with a dead body. Shouldn't the Empress Dowager punish me for being an evil ghost?"

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Wan'er: Just ask if you are afraid!