Chapter 2237
Chapter 658
Mo Shanghua was not used to it, so she told them to take off their umbrellas and just stand aside.
As for Qin Ya, she looked at the imperial concubine chair in front of her with a strange expression, and then at Moshang Hua who had already sat on it safely and was half lying down, "Princess, this, slave... how can slave sit again."
As he spoke, he glanced at the maids and nuns waiting not far away, feeling that he should be like them.
Seeing this, Mo Shanghua stood up and squeezed a piece of pastry into her mouth, a slight smile curled up on the corner of her lips, "You have lost your freedom here with me, so naturally you should reward me."
Qin Ya almost choked, tried hard to swallow the pastry, the sweet and greasy taste immediately defeated the awkwardness in her heart, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you, Princess."
Then he sat down unceremoniously, pinched another piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes lit up immediately, and his face was full of happiness.
I couldn't stop sighing in my heart, the cakes made by the royal chef in the palace are different, they are so delicious.
The maids and nuns standing far away watched this scene, their jealous eyes turned red, and they couldn't help but start to fantasize in their hearts, if she really became a queen empress in the future, would she treat them so well.
Moshanghua's place is peaceful and peaceful, but Yan Beicheng's place is another scene.
Coming out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a tyrannical face, and passing by under the eyes of all the ministers, coupled with Emperor Baorong's fainting, this matter immediately caused quite a stir in the palace. Everyone was in a mess.
Yan Beicheng didn't care about these things, all he was thinking about now was Moshanghua.
Simply because Mo Ling was quite smart, after being dispatched by Moshanghua, he did not report immediately, but followed quietly, and saw clearly which palace Moshanghua was locked in.
Therefore, after Yan Beicheng left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he headed directly towards Chuxiu Palace, attracting the attention of many maids and servants along the way.
There are those who are afraid, and those who avoid it. There are even some court ladies who secretly looked at Yan Beicheng's appearance. Ashamed, he inadvertently robbed the hearts of all the court ladies.
Yan Beicheng didn't notice anyone's expression, he had only one goal at the moment - he had to meet Mo Shanghua and confirm his safety.
The scale of the imperial palace is huge, and it is such a stride that Yan Beicheng also walked for a stick of incense before arriving at the gate of Chuxiu Palace. As expected, the entire Chuxiu Palace is surrounded by imperial guards at this moment, like an iron barrel If a drop of water is not exposed, even flies will not want to fly in, and the maids and servants will avoid passing by here.
What is even more inconceivable is that Zhao Weigui, a general in charge of half of the forbidden army, is actually standing here to guard at this moment.
As soon as he saw Yan Beicheng approaching aggressively, he immediately stepped forward to stop him, cupped his fists and bowed, "His Highness, please stop. Your Majesty has issued an imperial decree that no one should approach here."
Yan Beicheng's tyranny, which had just disappeared for a while, came out wantonly in an instant, a pair of eyes full of monstrous storms passed Zhao Wei, and landed in front of the closed vermilion gate, "This king wants to see this king's concubine, who dares to stop him? "
Yan Beicheng's tyrannical aura made people feel terrified just by looking at it.
Zhao Wei stepped forward under the pressure, tried his best to keep his expression unchanged, and said: "His Royal Highness, if there is no imperial decree from His Majesty, the general will not dare to desecrate his post, please calm down your highness."