So, these women consciously united the front and regarded Jiang Lingyue as the little girl who interfered in their marriage. She was a thorn in her eyes and a thorn in her flesh!

Fu Yunqian walked in front. She first greeted Jun Beiyi with the group, and then couldn't help but stared at Jun Beiyi's hand that was supporting Jiang Lingyue's waist.

Bai Zimo warned her Bai Tian and Fu Yunqian did not forget.

But……

A woman, I feel angry. Even if I can suppress the fire, can I still control my mouth?

Fu Yunqian smiled and couldn't help but say: "The dew is heavy late at night, so the emperor should go back to Zhaoyang Palace to rest earlier."

Jiang Lingyue finally saw the plaque in front of her at this time. She muttered with her tongue: "Baoyue Pavilion? If you don't go to Baoyue Pavilion, Jun Beiyi, I want to sleep in your luxurious bed, I want to go to Zhaoyang Palace!"

Qingdai and Xiangling on the side all turned green, and they looked at their master in shock, and their chin almost fell off.

Fu Yunqian couldn't help it, "Random, Murong Xue, how can you call the emperor's name? You're desperate!"

Jun Beiyi pulled down Jiang Lingyue's hand that was about to touch his chest, looked at the concubine who was kneeling all over the ground, and said, "Kneel and retreat."

Immediately, Jun Beiyi did not say anything, and hugged Jiang Lingyue and walked into Baoyue Pavilion.

Jiang Lingyue hugged Jun Beiyi's neck and turned around in his arms. Then she noticed that there were so many more Yingying Yanyan beside her. She grinned at Fu Yunqian, "Oh, I know you, you are Fu Yunqian, right? Why are you here? Hum? Why are your nostrils so wide? Eh? Didn't I say I won't go to Baoyue Pavilion? Why did you bring me here? Hello? Jun Beiyi! You're mute!"

Seeing his master entering, Qingdai glanced at the concubines standing at the door. Seeing that their faces were like visiting the grave, he couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Our ladies drink too much and talk nonsense. I hope you all forgive me. It's too late, so the ladies should go back to the palace to rest earlier!"

Yan Shuo, Qingdai no longer dared to look at these gloomy concubines, so she ran into Baoyue Pavilion and closed the door with a bang.

That night, the concubines did not return to their palace. They abide by some silent tacit understanding and gathered at Fu Yunqian's Chonghua Palace.

If the protection of Jiang Lingyue in the Imperial Garden during the day made them vicious to Jiang Lingyue, then the chance encounter at the gate of Baoyue Pavilion this night made these women truly feel a sense of crisis.

The Emperor, has Murong Xue allowed him to call him his name directly?

What does a woman represent when she can call the emperor's name unscrupulously?

When they arrived at Chonghua Palace, the concubines sent their maids back and gathered together.

A good man couldn't wait to say, "Empress, are you planning to make that little hoof arrogant like this? The rear seat is empty and Wei Yan has lost her power. You are the mistress of this harem, Empress!"

"Yes, you have seen the situation just now. The emperor was flirting with the little demon and the spirit in public, and that little hoot/zi actually called the emperor's name directly! This emperor's name can be called!"

A wife in the corner snorted coldly and said, "It's this time, don't waste so much."

"What do you mean?"

The emperor's wife said lightly: "What I mean is not important, what is important is what the emperor means. Although Baoyue Pavilion is unlucky, it is the place where the emperor's biological mother lived during his lifetime."

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