"Two aunts, is my queen awake today?"

The little princess held the peach blossom branches in her small body, raised her pink and jade-made face, and her big black grape-like eyes flashed, and she felt the light of expectation.

When the little princess comes to Chuxiu Palace to visit the Empress every day, she will ask.

Bihu and Mingzhu's faces froze slightly, and they pursed their lips and didn't say anything.

The two were loyal, and the princess was born after three years of sleep and fought to the death. They naturally used their lives to love and care for them.

Although Bihu Mingzhu couldn't bear to see the little princess's face again, she...

"Your mother is not awake." At this time, a low and gorgeous sound as strings came from Chuxiu Palace.

Then, a shimmering figure in a silver-purple dragon robe walked out of the Zique Palace.

The bright golden sunlight shines around the man, and his face has not lost its beauty.

The stunning eyebrows and eyes are cold and gorgeous, the eyebrows are like ink, and the lips are like blood.

It is Ning Jiuque.

The little princess stiffened, and she was obviously afraid and afraid when she saw the visitor. She quickly hugged the peach blossom branch and blessed her body: "My son Qianlong, I have seen my father."

Bihu Mingzhu and the palace servants also saluted: "Emperor."

Ning Jiuque pulled his stunning lips, his dark eyes as cold as ink, and asked, "Let's see your mother?"

The little princess was a little afraid of him, so she lowered her head slightly, took out the peach blossoms in her hand, and said in a singular manner: "The peach blossoms in the imperial garden have bloomed just in time recently. Seeing these branches as the most beautiful, my son broke them down and thought about coming to Chuxiu Palace... to give them to her mother."

Seeing this, Bihu, who knew that the emperor had a estrangement from the little princess, hurriedly stepped forward to take the peach blossom from the little princess and said, "The princess is in love, and the empress must be very happy."

The little princess' pink lips couldn't help but tilt the corners of her black water spirit's big eyes flashed: "Really?"

"Really." Bihu went to find a bottle to arrange flowers. Mingzhu took the speech and said, "If the Empress is awake, you will definitely touch your heart. You are the Empress's only child."

Ning Jiuque's eyes softened little by little, and he stretched out his hand to rub the little princess' black and soft little head for the first time. His low and gorgeous voice overflowed from his crimson lips, and he sighed lowly: "Qiqi, you have a heart."

The little princess' eyes suddenly turned red and she burst into tears: "Thank you for your praise."

On the side, the custodian who was serving the little princess felt a sore nose.

Only at this time will the emperor show a little tenderness to the little princess.

The little princess goes to Chuxiu Palace every day to accompany the sleeping queen, hoping that her biological mother will wake up early, but she may not have hoped that the emperor will look at her more.

It's so pitiful.

Queen, when will you wake up?

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Spring day.

Time is long and thin.

While the sun was just right and the breeze was gentle, Bihu Mingzhu ordered people to carry the imperial concubine's couch to the imperial garden.

On the imperial concubine's couch, the woman's black hair was as black as clouds, her slender and curly eyelashes drooped slightly, casting two beautiful fan-shaped shadows on the delicate eyelids that were as white as porcelain. Her lips were as cold as a color, her cheeks were dyed with rouge, and her slender hands overlapped between her lower abdomen, as if she was just a midday break and would wake up soon.

No one can imagine—

She has been sleeping for three years.
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