Chapter 813 (2/2)

At that time, everyone thought that yuexinli hanged herself. In fact, Princess Li tricked her into writing a suicide note and pretended to help her escape from the palace.

After Xinli left the last letter that month, Shi Fuli asked Zhong Guo to hang her on a white silk.

Yue Xinli's death made the emperor very sad, but there was nowhere to tell.

At this time, Princess Li, wearing a blue skirt and imitating Yue Xinli's frown and smile, appeared in the emperor's vision. For a moment, Shi Fuli saw something bright in his eyes.

She knew what that light represented. Zhong Guo often looked at her for a long time.

As Shi Fuli wished, she was taken to the dragon's couch by the emperor. She was ashamed to refuse to meet her face. Her clothes faded gently. She closed her eyes and hugged the man she had never loved but had to have fun under him. Every moment of softness and obedience was Gu Shiqing's face in her mind.

The man who held her happy every night was always accompanied by the pleasure of catharsis and called her: ”ah li...”

Yes, ah Li.

Not, Ali.

Often at this time, she will comfort herself. What does it matter to live a life with false feelings?

Anyway, I don't love the person beside the bed. It's just the price I paid to make Gu Shiqing look up to her.

Shi Fuli lived a beautiful and prosperous life as she wished.

When she entered the palace, she was always there. Even if she gave birth to Xiao Yanjun, she was just a talented person.

But now he just plays another person, but he is directly awarded the title of imperial concubine.

In previous years, she didn't even have the qualification to attend the Palace Banquet, but now, she can finally stand beside the man, accept Gu Shiqing's look up, and glance at him indifferently with a lofty and arrogant afterlight when he sees the ceremony.

However, Princess Li saw the light of envy in everyone's eyes, but she didn't see even the slightest fluctuation in the bottom of the man's eyes she dreamed of.

He was respectful to himself, but he was quiet and alienated. He even breathed without disorder. He never exceeded the moment when he raised his hands and feet.

However, when he turned back to his seat and bowed down to talk to Princess Hui, his face was so lively.

The cups were filled with wine, and the glass lamp shook slowly, shining on the princess Hui's slightly flushed face, making her original ordinary and moderate appearance bloom like peach blossoms.

It was the unique beauty given to her by Gu Shiqing. It was a moving color that Shi Fuli could not render no matter how many gold hairpins and pearls were covered.

At that moment, she felt a cold breath slowly rising from her heart, swam to her limbs and bones, and finally repeatedly cut and stirred her heart and lungs like a knife. The pain was uncontrollable, and she hated the wildfire.

The happy smile of Qin, Se and Ming deeply hurt her eyes and made her shy. She closed her eyes and suggested softly to the Emperor: ”the descendants of the prince's residence are thin. The emperor should reward more beauties and open branches and leaves.”

Before the emperor spoke, Gu Shiqing took Princess Hui out of the line and declined her kindness first. Take the two pairs of beauties in Beijing, Du Hanfei, Princess Yirou, Hou ye and Zhao Lansheng, for example.

Express that he doesn't want to be admitted to the government, but is willing to be accompanied by his wife.

The Marquis naturally helped Gu Shiqing to speak, and this matter was settled.

However, Gu Shiqing rejected the emperor's gesture. His thick voice and affectionate eyes were like a sharp blade inserted into the heart of imperial concubine Li.

It hurts when you touch it, even if you don't touch it.