Chapter 1203: Heilongjiang Palace

"Why, why?" She didn't understand! His brother, on weekdays, is a good gamble. Apart from these, other things will not do it!
Fu Gonggong said: "Why are you guilty of sinful crimes?"
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Fu Gonggong nodded, and his face was meaningful.
This is how the noble person reacted, and his face was as white as snow: "You mean, do you mean that my brother has committed a crime of rebellion?"
Seeing Fu Gonggong nod, the nobleman immediately screamed: "Impossible, how is this possible? My brother will not do this kind of thing."
Chu Yu cold: "Take out." He did not want to hear this voice for a moment, too noisy.
Fu Gonggong raised his hand, and immediately the guards stepped forward, forcing the nobles to forcibly.
The voice of the screaming of the nobles gradually disappeared into the ear.
Bai Yan asked: "She doesn't seem to know what it looks like, really wants to be connected?"
Chu Yu shook his head: "I hate the most guilty of shackles, but it will not be so easy to let go. It always costs a lot. As for her brother and father, dare to do it, naturally we must dare to act."

Heilongjiang Palace
Zhuo Yuer listened to the maid's reply and stood up happily. He asked the maid: "Is it true?"
The maid nodded: "The slaves saw it with their own eyes, and the nobles were dragged out of the royal study. The slaves inquired about it. It was the order of the emperor himself. Miss, the emperor really came back."
Zhuo Yuer immediately got up, and he would go out with his legs up. He had not yet walked to the door. The man folded back and looked at the mirror to the left and right. "Little pity, is this clothes good looking for me today?"

The maid hurriedly nodded: "Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, good-looking." Little pity, saying that the emperor was stunned outside and hurt his eyes. Now it’s a blind eye, you dress up well, and what's the function?
But this, she dare not dare to say, after all, Miss is a lady, slaves are slaves.
Zhuo Yuer changed the clothes again, then wiped off the powder on his face, and removed a few pieces from the accessories on the head. Then he nodded with satisfaction: "The emperor likes elegance, I can't be wrong in this way. Let's go."
She also deliberately replaced the gorgeous pink veil dress, and changed into a light pink dark-striped silk skirt. The waist was bundled with a tender double-colored three-mountain girdle, and the waist was not as good as a grip. Yufeng was exceptional. tall and straight.
She looks like this, this body, how many of her sons have seen her, she is not obsessed with her, since the fight, the threshold of Zhuofu does not know how much was broken by the matchmaker.
So she has always been very confident that the emperor is always different from her.
Zhuo Yuer went to the Imperial Study Room with her maid, but in the middle of the road she met two palaces that were dressed up.
"Hey - isn't this Liang Guiren and Ying Guiren?"
The woman in the harem is very good at distinguishing the ranks, at least it is very well resolved now.
All the women who are stuffed into the harem are the same grade, noble.
There is no one exception.
The big guy knows in his heart that if he wants to be an exception, he will get the favor of the emperor. Even if he is only lucky once, the ranks will be different.
Unfortunately, no one has ever had such an opportunity.
When Liang Guiren and Ying Guiren saw Zhuo Yuer, they saw the red eyes of the enemy. "Who is my Tao, it turns out to be the sister of Zhuojia." Liang Guiren’s polite greetings, but his eyes are really poisonous. She will go up and down and hit her teeth.