Su Miu walked up to Consort Shu and looked straight at her, “What the hell do you want?”
Concubine Shu ignored her.
Su Miao asked again, “What is your purpose, in the end?”
About having been completely torn through that mask of disguise, Lady Shufei finally lifted her eyes and gave her a sarcastic look, “Lady Xianfei is afraid that she is not mad that women in the harem need a reason for you to die or live?”
Su Miao narrowed her eyes, “Is that so?”
Concubine Su gave a meaningful snort, “Whether it is or not, I will tell you it is. So, you don’t have to waste that effort.”
Su Miao, “………”
The guards quickly walked in and took Consort Su down.
After taking care of this one, Su Miao walked over to Consort Yi again.
She was about to bend down to inspect, but she heard a light laugh coming from behind her, “Consort Xian is not feeling well, it is better to rest.”
Su Miao froze.
As soon as she turned back, she was met with Mirror Xiu’s smiling handsome face, “This kind of small matter, leave it to me.”
Su Miao was about to open her mouth, but a cold laugh rang out beside her, “The State Master has travelled a long way, his body probably won’t be too fit. This kind of small matter, it’s not like there’s no one else in Western Liang, so there’s no need to bother the State Master.”
Mirror repair, “………”
Tsk.
Mirror Xiu sized up the cold, expressionless man in front of him and let out a laugh, “Alright then, Your Majesty please.”
Di Bei Yu casually pointed at the second place winner of that day’s Western Liang Domestic Tournament, the white-clothed male who was as gentle as jade, “You, come here.”
The other party, “………”
“Your Majesty.”
“What’s the name?”
“Herborist Long Yuan.”
“Undo the puppet technique on Concubine Yi.”
“………”
Before His Majesty the Emperor seethed with impatience, Long Yuan still nodded, “Yes.”
Su Miao, “………”
Although it’s true that Yi Fei is his concubine, but …… men and women are not related, what’s the difference between switching from one man to another?
Su Miao frowned at him.
Emperor Beiyu glared back unexpectedly: what, not satisfied?
Su Miao: …… seems to be a little strange ah.
Emperor Beiyu: Not satisfied hold it!
Su Miao frowned more tightly: you do not think it is not good to find a man to solve the puppet art for Yi Fei?
Emperor Beiyu face more sullen: Heh, did not let the mirror repair to help you you regret it?
Su Miao sighed: forget it, let it be.
Emperor Beiyu: ………
How dare she sigh?
So she is still really sorry?
Heh.
Di Bei Yu heaved a cold laugh and retracted his line of sight.
Su Miao felt that he was inexplicable and also withdrew her line of sight.
This moment ……
Sadly, their brain circuits didn’t match up, and they were still a hundred thousand miles apart.
…………
Long Yuan quickly unlocked Yi Fei’s puppet technique.
Su Miao told her roughly what happened just now and finally asked, “Why did you switch blood with Consort Shu?”
The shock on Consort Yi’s face hadn’t yet faded, and she frowned strangely at what she said, “Lady Shufei was sick before, and the Imperial Doctor said that she needed to change some of her blood, and it just so happened that my concubine’s blood was suitable, so she changed it.”
“Do you know that she also gave you a part of it?”
“………”
Consort Yi froze, “What?”
Su Miao sighed, “Be careful in the future, so that you don’t know if you’ve been harmed.”
Consort Yi bites her lip, “Many thanks to Empress Xianfei for her great kindness, if it wasn’t for your hand, just now my concubine would have confusedly taken the blame for someone else.”
“It’s fine.”
Su Miao smiled, “Earlier when I was unconscious, didn’t you also guard for me for ten days? This point that I did is nothing at all.”
