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"I will protect you in the future, and one day with me, Ling Xiang'er, you won't suffer." She said and got up.

Looking at Ling Xiang'er, Rong Luo nodded heavily.

"Well, this servant will obey the order of the empress."

Concubine mother, don't worry, Xiang'er will definitely protect herself.For the sake of mother and concubine, Xiang'er will definitely take care of herself.

She was not afraid of running out of firewood to keep the green hills, she finally understood the meaning of these words.

Xuan Wumian, if you treat me sincerely, I will also give my heart to you, without complaint or regret.

The imperial palace in the distance and the nearby towers are covered with festive red silk.

The whole palace was harmonious and harmonious, and the festive atmosphere of the newlyweds shrouded the slightly quiet palace.Ever since Xuan Wumian ascended the throne, there has never been such a lively scene in the palace.

Early in the morning, the court ladies and eunuchs filed in to wait for Ling Xianger to bathe and change clothes. Ling Xianger, who was wearing three layers of wedding dress, was a little breathless. After dressing, she sat in front of the dressing table, Rong Luo Waiting aside, Xi Niang combed Ling Xiang'er's silky black hair.

"One comb to the end, two combs with white hair equal to eyebrows, loose combs full of children and grandchildren." Xi Niang smiled and said auspicious words while holding the mahogany comb in her hand.

Ling Xiang'er lowered her head slightly, her pretty face blushing.

She wanted to become a master, and wanted to stand beside Xuan Wumian and keep pace with him.Only by being favored can the mother and concubine be saved from suffering.

"Empress, the slaves have finished combing, are you satisfied?" Xi Niang said softly, asking Ling Xiang'er what she meant.

Ling Xiang'er looked at herself in the bronze mirror, with curved black eyebrows, small cherry mouth, evenly applied rouge, which added a bit of blood to her pale complexion, and looked very good.

The phoenix hairpin worn on the bun is paired with necklaces and earrings.

At this moment, her tight heart let go a little.After all, the position of queen still belongs to her. Once the phoenix is ​​flying, she will be proud in the future.

Just when Ling Xiang'er was about to speak, an uninvited guest came with several court ladies.

Song Yuling was dressed in neon clothes and feathers, and she was dressed in jewels.It seems that she is the one getting married today, not Ling Xiang'er.It was clear that he wanted to compete with Ling Xiang'er, so as to win the championship.

"Yo, what a big show, you haven't got married yet, you really think of yourself as the empress." Song Yuling raised the corners of her eyes and sneered ironically.

"Listen to me, so what if you get the title of empress? Brother Wuchuang doesn't take you seriously at all, the Phoenix seal is in my hands."

Ling Xiang'er, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, secretly clenched her fist, her face calm.

After being bullied in Nanjun country, she still couldn't change her destiny when she came to Xixia country.She didn't want to live a life of resignation, so she had to protect herself desperately.

Just as Rong Luo wanted to speak out, Ling Xiang'er got up from the dressing table.

Walking in front of Song Yuling with unhurried steps, she straightened her back and stood facing Song Yuling with a smile on her face.Even though his heart trembled violently, cold sweat broke out from his palms.But she didn't want to give the person in front of her any chance to be bullied. After today, they are equal.

"The Phoenix seal is in your hands, so my sister can do more work, and my sister is happy to be free. After my sister is married to the emperor, it would be nice to have nothing to do to enjoy the flowers and the moon. The trivial matters in the harem can only be handled by my sister." It's done." Ling Xiang'er was very organized, looking into Song Yuling's eyes.

Ling Xiang'er hinted that Song Yuling would meddle in her own business and work hard, so she could enjoy it comfortably.Turning a corner and scolding her for meddling in other people's business like a dog and a mouse, and exceeding her authority.

Rong Luo froze for a moment, Ling Xiang'er had never been so brave before.

Song Yuling screamed angrily, pinching the maid's arm fiercely with her red fingernails, today is Xuan Wumian's big wedding day, she will not be beaten by Ling Xiang'er in a fit of rage.

Xuan Wumian, who didn't know when he arrived, stepped into the Fengyi Pavilion, he was in high spirits today, still with a handsome face, when he saw Ling Xiang'er, his expression softened a little.

"Ready?" He walked towards Ling Xiang'er, ignoring the servant who was kneeling on the ground.

Song Yuling, who was ignored by Xuan Wumian, stomped her feet angrily. If they hadn't made an agreement earlier in the morning, Song Yuling would have rushed up to give Ling Xiang'er two ears.

Ling Xiang'er nodded to Xuan Wumian, "It's ready, Your Majesty."

From today onwards, she will never live a life of being angry again.

Xuan Wumian didn't make a sound, took Ling Xiang'er out of Fengyi Pavilion, and the two got into the chariot.

Walking all the way, there are energetic guards standing on both sides of the road, all of them holding spears and standing upright.In front of them were four eunuchs leading the way, and then four court ladies.Behind the chariot came a group of eunuchs and court ladies.

Ling Xiang'er, who was sitting beside Xuan Wumian, quietly looked at the palace, she would live here from now on.Xixia Country will be her home, just thinking about her makes her eyes turn red.

Looking at the huge imperial palace, the red walls and green tiles, and the three thousand pinks and daisies in the harem, I am afraid that the old man will become a thing of the past at any time.

"Is it too windy?" Xuan Wumian asked in a low voice.

Ling Xiang'er said nothing, but nodded with a smile.Yes, the wind is too strong, and when the wind is strong, there will be more dust, and naturally tears will fall down.

Get off the chariot and enter the Palace of Political Affairs.

Civil and military officials had already been waiting, Xuan Wumian walked forward with Ling Xiang'er.

Song Yuling didn't go in, she looked at the pair of Bi people standing together with a painful face, her eyes had already turned red.The second position was something she had wanted all her life to have, but now she was given the first place by a slut from Nanjun.

Before the canonization ceremony was held, Song Yuling left angrily with a group of servants.

After entering the bedroom, she threw things in anger.

"Imperial concubine, this servant thinks that you should take care of your health." Jiang Yue, who was serving Song Yuling, spoke out.

Song Yuling sat down on the chair, "What's your plan?"

Jiang Yue was loyal to Song Yuling, and she was not unaware of the slave's intentions.

"Back to the words of the imperial concubine, the mother is always more expensive than the child in the court." Jiang Yue looked up at Song Yuling and paused the topic.

The words "Mother and Zigui" rekindled the extinguished hope in Song Yuling's heart, and she raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Go on."

"As long as she wins the emperor's favor, so what if the empress is the mother of the country? You can't stay alone in the empty boudoir every night. As long as the empress gives birth to a son and a half for the emperor, her position will naturally be consolidated, and no one can shake it." Jiang Yue smiled knowingly, her eyes were full of calculations.

Since entering the palace, Xuan Wumian has never been lucky enough to see her, it seems that he has to think of a way, and he can't go on like this.The back position has been lost, and I can't lose to that bitch again.If not, sooner or later that person will become arrogant and step on her head.

The way to survive in the deep palace needs to be done step by step. Jiang Yue's words reminded Song Yuling that as long as he occupied Xuan Wumian, that bitch Ling Xiang'er would only have the name of queen in vain, but not the reality of queen.As long as she is pregnant, she can beg someone, and when he makes a comeback, not to mention the successor, the child's throne will not be a problem in the future.

"Jiang Yue, how long have you been with me?" Song Yuling regained her composure.

Jiang Yue bowed slightly, "Returning to the imperial concubine, the servants have been serving the empress for five years."

Although the servant girl in front of him was wearing coarse linen clothes, his facial features could not conceal the aura of this person.She is not like ordinary court ladies, rough and low.On the contrary, Jiang Yue has a sense of mystery.

Song Yuling didn't seem to have seen such a smart servant, just her eloquence and courage were enough to prove that Jiang Yue in front of her was not just someone in the pool.

"What reward do you want?" Song Yuling knew that slaves were greedy.

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