Can rebirth be withdrawn?

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Mo Li knew everything and talked endlessly. She racked her brains and guts to tell everything she knew, and she spoke in great detail, down to the details of the person she was chatting with, what they looked like, what hair accessories they wore, what clothes they wore. What, what little habits did she have, even the details such as how many trees were around, how many people passed by during the chat, how many cups of tea the other party drank, in short, she told everything she could remember.

Mo Li's voice is very nice, soft and crisp, although he talks a lot, he is not annoying. At first Zhong Shaoyu leaned on the couch and listened carefully, and the more effective information came out of Mo Li's words later on. Less, Zhong Shaoyu lay down slowly, and then fell into a deep sleep unknowingly amidst Mo Li's melodious voice.

Before dawn the next day, the door of Chuxiu Palace was violently pushed open by several palace maids, who woke up all the sleeping ladies and told them to wash up as quickly as possible before coming to the courtyard. collection.

Although the beautiful girls who were disturbed in their dreams kept complaining, they did not dare to be lazy in their actions. In less than a stick of incense, the beautiful girls who entered the palace yesterday evening were already in the courtyard of Chuxiu Palace. Standing neatly in formation.

One of the palace maids swept across the faces of the beautiful ladies in the courtyard one by one with a serious face, and then began to speak rigidly about the palace rules.

It was gradually getting brighter, until the sun rose from the east, the court lady finally stopped the red tape and said the key points: "After breakfast, come to the courtyard to gather, and then go to the imperial garden to meet the emperor and the imperial concubine."

When they heard that they were going to see the emperor, many of the drowsy beauties immediately revived. They only had a quick bite of breakfast, and hurried back to the room to change their clothes.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhong Shaoyu, Mo Li and Ye Sang were left in the dining room.

The breakfast wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. Zhong Shaoyu yawned and drank porridge slowly.

On the other hand, Ye Sang, who was sitting diagonally across from her, frowned and looked at the table of clear soup with little water, and said with disgust, "Is this something for people to eat?"

Mo Li peeled an egg and put it in Ye Sang's bowl: "Eat some."

Ye Sang was even more disgusted, but she still poked the egg with her chopsticks, and reluctantly handed it to her mouth, like eating bran vegetables, eating the egg as hard as she could.

The three came out after breakfast, but the courtyard of Chuxiu Palace was still empty.

They stood in the shade under a tree and waited for an unknown amount of time. When Ye Sang impatiently took the ant to vent his anger, the maid saw that it was getting late, and finally began to urge her loudly. After almost a stick of incense, the beautiful ladies finally assembled and went to the imperial garden under the leadership of the maid.

The three of Zhong Shaoyu walked at the end, and the beautiful women in front all used spices. When the wind blew, all kinds of scents mixed together and floated over, which was a bit choking.

Even so, when he was approaching the imperial garden, Zhong Shaoyu still managed to capture the strange aura again through various spices.

The maids led them to the open area of ​​the imperial garden. At this time the sun was hanging in the air, and it was the time when the temperature gradually began to rise in the day. A group of beautiful ladies waited for about an hour and a half under the scorching sun. When it was time to die, someone finally shouted: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has arrived—"