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When Zhu Yijun received such a reply, he was dissatisfied, he felt that Wang Rong was a person who avoided important matters easily, she was a kind person when she was young, especially when it came to girls, even if a flower fell, they would still cherish her. However, he had also witnessed the concubines in the harem being beaten to death without even blinking their eyes. Zhu Yijun wrote a note to it, ”Can you kill people now?”

Seeing that Zhu Yijun was even more serious than her, Wang Rong still maintained respect for my life, and did not want to stain it with my hands. If I were a normal woman today, I would not have to worry about getting killed one day. There are empress who are covered in blood, and there are empress who are as pure as virgins. At this moment, I am unable to determine what kind of empress I will be, because even if I don't say that I would take someone's life, someone will inevitably die for me.

Your Majesty, do you know why most of the sons of the palace maid believe in Buddha?

The night was long on one hand, and the children of prayer on the other. Amitophon prayed for everything on the other hand, and only the dark corners of the palace walls knew the secrets that made the parrotts hush, secrets that kept women at peace for a while.

Your Majesty, I don't want the dead of the harem to be the same as your Majesty's wish for Jiang Shan, Hai Yang, He Yan, but the harem's battle for favor is just as unavoidable as the struggles between friends in the previous dynasty.

fell silent after reading the letter for a long time. To him, the women of the harem were just a diversion, he would change if he disliked them, and the harem always had a lot of fresh and beautiful women. The way Zhu Yijun saw it, the harem always liked women.

Is Wang Rong insane compared to the competition between the descendents of the palace maid and the political parties in the imperial court?

Would the descendents of the palace maid s also fight like their friends? Would they be at the edge of life and death?

Isn't this a joke?

Zhu Yijun asked people to bring near the candlestick and ignite the letter with their own hands. The Queen spoke boldly, and only he knew the answer, it would be unbefitting for her to leave it for others to find. The rest of the letters were kept in special drawers.

Wang Rong followed the same routine every day. She paid respects, and was also welcomed by others. She ate, ate with others, slept alone, and slept peacefully with others. The Empress Mother has not yet handed over the power of the Court, and Wang Rong-tao only has to care who His Majesty is sleeping with today, and then he will seal the history. The morning was a bit busier, and the afternoon was a bit more leisurely. Fortunately, Wang Rong and the others also knew how to enjoy themselves, so she called someone over to play the zither, first calling for the empress dowager, then for the empress dowager to come over with heavy makeup and makeup, then feeling uneasy and waiting for the empress dowager to arrive. After seeing him for a while, Wang Rong became tired of waiting, and finally only Faculty Division sent people over.

This was the first time he had been summoned by the empress, and hence, he was very cautious about it. Many times, he inquired about the empress's preferences, many times, causing Emperor Jiaqing to become addicted to cultivating the way of the Dao, time was short for him, and he had to busy himself with straightening out the mess left behind by his father, and other than government affairs, he also had to busy himself with sowing seeds in the imperial harem, which made him in no mood to be happy. When he ascended to the throne, when the Empress Dowager Li was young, in order to avoid the emperor from indulging in pleasures, other than banquets, his Faculty Division was of no use.

Only Yanluo had ever seen the Empress within the Faculty Division, so Yanluo said that the Empress was very harmonious. After pondering for a moment, she immediately brought Yanluo to the palace to meet the Empress. When I was with the Chuxiu Palace, I was fated to be master and disciple of Miss Yanluo.

”Yanluo does not dare to accept the Empress's words. ”I am only giving you a few pointers, but you are not worthy of being the mistress and disciple of the Empress.” Yanluo said as she prostrated herself, ”It is precisely because Yanluo had the fortuitous encounter with the Empress that caused the Empress to summon her Faculty Division. This is the reason why Yanluo was fortunate enough to not see the Empress again.”

”No matter what, this is fate.” Wang Rong said, ”In the future, you will be the one representing Faculty Division to meet with the palace maid s of this palace.”

”Yes.” Yanluo replied.

Wuyou led the two people out, ”The Empress likes to have people play in the afternoon. However, the Empress liked quiet people. There was no need for too many people to come every time. Two or three people were the best, and at most, there were no more than five of them. ”Dress properly. The important thing is to use less incense.”

Yanluo nodded in agreement.

After exiting the palace, the head teacher sighed. ”It's a pity that the esteemed Empress only needs a few people to relieve her boredom.”

”It's already not bad.” Yanluo was actually quite optimistic, ”If someone is able to enter the Kunning Palace everyday, then this would reach as high as the heavens and Azure Cloud Continent. In the future, no one would dare to look down on the Faculty Division.”

Zhu Yijun knew that Wang Rong had called over the musicians from the Faculty Division and nodded, ”We should have done it this way a long time ago. The talents of the women from the imperial harem are all single, it's hard for her not to get tired of listening to it.”