Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 311

...Look at him, I miss him so much...

I miss his silent care, his tenderness when he loved me, and his unchanging affection.

As if possessed, I stood up, took off my palace attire, and quietly slipped out of the Hexuan Palace...

Zimo, would you be happy to see me? Or would you be so scared you cry? Hehe!

I bypassed the guards and headed towards the palace gate.

...

"Where is Consort He going?"

Who the hell would mess with me at this time?

I turned around abruptly, and upon seeing the person who had approached, I bowed deeply and greeted them: "Your Highness, Consort De, may you break these into pieces and sell them for money."

"Greetings, Sister Jin'er." Sikong Chun returned the greeting in a nonchalant manner, looking exactly like a very annoying person.

"Sister is too kind to Jin'er."

"Where is my little sister going?"

It didn't sound like she was asking a question; it sounded more like she was just being polite.

"Look at the sun." That was a more polite reply.

"Is that so?" Sikong Chun said casually, "Sister, please enjoy your meal. I'll take my leave now."

"Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty."

Sikong Chun left with her men, and I completely lost interest in seeing Zi Mo. What was she doing here? Did she know I was going to slip away, or did I bump into her by accident? My god! Sikong Chun is terrifying. I'm going back.

This woman is a real woman! I dare not mess with her. I'll retreat to base first and plan this further.

--Dehou Palace

"Master, why don't you expose her?"

The elegant noblewoman, bent over her embroidery, said, "There's no need."

“Master, she’s not dead, she’s a threat to you.”

The noblewoman chuckled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "Yan'er, she will never be a threat."

Yan'er asked, puzzled, "Why? She monopolizes all of the Emperor's time."

"She didn't want to either."

"Her child has the potential to become the crown prince. Doesn't Your Majesty consider the young mistress's well-being?"

"What good is becoming the crown prince if it means burdening the world?"

"Master." What's wrong with Master? He's becoming increasingly indecisive.

It's one thing to tolerate that servant who's used to being a concubine, but now they're even tolerating an outcast who shouldn't even exist.

"Let's get rid of him as soon as possible while the head of the family is still unaware." We're afraid that we won't even have a chance to do it later.

Sikong Chun put down her needlework; a fledgling eagle seemed ready to spread its wings and take flight. She admired it for a moment, then casually said, "When you're done, give it to the Sixth Prince."

Yan'er finally felt relieved.

(Answering the question)

So, I flapped my wings, smoothed my down, and got a perm to look cool like a peacock before heading out. But I'd barely taken two steps when I got caught in a bird trap. To my surprise, I saw the brand was Lemon (Wow! An international brand, I'll put it away and use it for gaming).

"I cannot accept that Ziyi does not love his own child."

This person is really strange. Instead of staying home to look after her husband, she insists on coming out to see me. Sigh. So I said, "Does Aoao and Qianqian love their mom or their dad more?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Mianmian, who had recently become obsessed with answering questions, immediately chimed in: "TM!"

Wei Yang followed closely behind: "TD"

I was so scared that I lost a few precious parrot feathers.

Those driven by profit seize the opportunity to steal my hair when I'm not looking.

I persisted and asked her for it again. She took out a feather shuttlecock that looked a lot like mine and said, "Here it is."

I held back my tears as I looked at the limited-edition shiny feathers on my body, then touched my own feathers and was speechless.

(I have already answered the question about lemons.)

What was my answer?

Mianmian: Get lost, I hate answering questions the most.

I quickly shed the peacock's coat and flew away in my original form...

[Beauty's Smile: Chapter 124]

He kicked at the pebbles under his feet. He had a bad feeling about women from the Sikong family. If Chou Qian were here, he wouldn't be afraid of her.

But the problem is that Chou Qian isn't here. I can't just put a bright green hat on Qian Qing because I've been bullied.