In the past two days, the Queen's mother's family is also working in the court hall, trying to help the queen out of difficulties, but the effect is very little.
Although emperor Baorong was honest in politics, he believed in this aspect.
"Forgive me for my incompetence." Ning knew that his face remained unchanged, and he left without a smile. His white clothes made his face more elegant.
Yan Moli a handsome face thoroughly sink down, foot muscle slightly twist spasm.
After a long time, he calmed down his anger and said, "come in."
Liu Qianqian just outside did not hear the movement inside, inhaled, just dropped his head to go in, line arched hand ceremony.
"Your Highness."
Her heart was both uneasy and a bit of hidden shyness.
Yan Mo Li's gloomy face has not yet completely faded. Now he sees Liu Qianqian and doesn't have a good face. He orders coldly.
"The empress mother has chosen another marriage for our palace. Now you have been ill for a period of time in the palace. After some time, when the wind is over, our palace will help you choose another marriage. Just listen to me and keep an eye on the person you want to marry."
However, in just a few days, her reputation in the imperial city had gone from bad to worse. Naturally, few families would like to marry such a notorious woman.
And Liu Qian thought, even if others in how, Yan Mo Li will keep his promise, marry her wife.
Unexpectedly, it was such a thunderbolt.
Her eyes were so sour that tears flowed down her cheeks. She was so sad and shocked that there was nothing to say.
"Your Highness, I…" Liu Qianqian clenched her lips, and her pink lips were all pale. "You promised me that you would marry me sooner or later, i…"
Before he finished, he was forced to live by Yan Mo's eyes, and his heart seemed to split into thousands of pieces.
Yan Moli didn't feel half guilty because she was sad and crying. His eyes were cold, and now he was a little unhappy and impatient.
"Shut up."
Liu Qianqian quickly raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, but now the tears are like opening the gate, not only can't wipe clean, but more and more.
Yan Moli has completely lost patience, voice cold without a trace of temperature, "you are just a chess piece of our palace, really expect to marry me, change your humble identity."
Liu Qianqian, like a lightning strike, was completely stiff in the same place, and his face was completely faded.
Tears silently across the corner of the eye, hot temperature, such as his merciless words in general, hard into her heart.
It turned out that she was so unbearable in his eyes that she didn't even have the qualification to accompany him.
I'm afraid that no matter how she changes her face, what stays in his heart is always the humble and pitiful look when she was just bought back.
There is no better way.
Yan Moli is most tired of women crying, see a pair of sword eyebrows are twisted into Sichuan word, deep can kill flies.
"Send her back to the prime minister."
The voice full of impatience sounded, like the trial of hell, completely determined Liu Qianqian's future destiny.
Originally, Yan Moli did not want to discuss with Liu Qianqian.
A piece of chess, naturally, can only be manipulated.
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"The wedding date of his royal highness King Ling is set on the sixth day of next month. The other princes have also been set, and the thirteen princes have been set after next spring." Qin Ya as usual with Mo Shanghua admitted recently received news.
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