My gentle tyrant (14)_1

Three meals a day, either boiled cabbage in clear water or noodles in clear soup. In any case, the taste was about to fade.

He was like a miserable little cabbage.

After two days, Fu min couldn't stand it anymore.

She was going to deal with Ji Rong.

In the cold Palace, she had been eating plain porridge and side dishes every day, and her mouth was about to turn bland. This dog was living a very good life.

At night.

The night was getting darker.

After the two maids went to bed, Fu Shang sneaked out.

Due to the influence of her original body, Fu min was no longer a weak woman who could not even catch a chicken. She was very skilled.

She sneaked into Weiyang Palace.

He didn't know if Ji Rong was asleep ...

When he was halfway up the wall, Fu Shang successfully bumped into a little eunuch.

The two of them looked at each other.

It was awkward.