Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 400 The Empress Will Never Harm You, Will She?

With Zhang Lianxin's words, Ye Shijing's doubts that had been dispelled earlier came to his mind again.

Ying'er is the maidservant next to Cuiyun next to the queen. She is smart and arrogant, but she treats Ayun very respectfully.

And Ah Yun treats her very casually, just like a servant girl in the prime minister's mansion.

His face was indifferent, and he didn't even stop drinking.

I don't know what the two of them said, but I saw a flash of impatience in A Yun's eyes, put down the cup, got up and whispered to Ling Yue, and went with Yinger.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Lianxin pushed Ye Shijing in a daze, with a soft tone.

"It's nothing, I'm too drunk, I'm going out to blow some air."

She hurriedly said that she would go with him, such a beautiful evening was a good opportunity to enhance their relationship!

"No need."

Although the door was closed, Zhang Lianxin was not discouraged, the future would be long, secretly cheered himself up, and turned to please Concubine Ning.

Although it is not beautiful, but the sweetness of the mouth wins, and to a certain extent, it has gained some favors.

Now that his daughter has become a princess, Zhang Qian's confidence has become much stronger, and he has become a little more arrogant towards his former subordinate and current boss Zhang Bin.

Zhang Bin didn't care about him, just laughed it off.

It's just a villain's ambition, and it's a skill to take away the seat of Minister of Rites!

"Master Zhang is not surprised by favor or humiliation, he is really open-minded!"

Guan Yunhuan poured wine for Zhang Bin, and he hurriedly took the jug: "Guan Yushi Zhesha brother, it's time for me to come."

"It's just a glass of wine, Mr. Zhang doesn't need to do that."

"Guan Yushi and his mentor have supported and guided for many years, and my younger brother will remember it in his heart, so let me pour the wine!"

Guan Yunhuan smiled and stopped insisting.

Zhang Bin poured him a glass of wine and refilled his own.

"I wanted to take this opportunity to toast my teacher, but the old man didn't attend. It's a pity, a pity."

Guan Yunhuan laughed and said: "My father is old, and he has no strength to drink. To tell you the truth, Yue'er and the others got drunk a few days ago, and they were still drunk the next day!"

Zhang Bin also laughed, and hearing him mention Ling Yue, he couldn't help but glance at the girl who was whispering to Qian Yingying.

After a few glasses of wine, Zhang Bin hesitated again and again and asked him: "Guan Yushi, Miss Ling and Miss Qian's family are so close, do you represent Prime Minister Ling and his mentor to support the Third Highness?"

Guan Yunhuan was overwhelmed by this question.

In fact, he once asked Ling Lie insinuatingly, but that cunning brother-in-law never answered directly.

As for the father, he only said that he would take care of his life, and the court affairs had nothing to do with him.

However, he was specifically warned to stay away from Concubine Ning.

Even his niece advised him to keep a distance from Furong Hall, the farther the better.

He had a mixed feeling of being treated as one of their own and as an outsider by them.

This kind of complexity is not enough for outsiders, so they came up with official rhetoric: "The feelings of the little girl's family cannot be confused with the court. People in our family are only loyal to the emperor. Whoever the emperor chooses, we will support."

Zhang Bin expressed his understanding.

But there is still one thing I don't understand.

"Guan Yushi, I heard a rumor a few days ago that Ling Xiang and the second lady severed their father-daughter relationship, this."

Guan Yunhuan gave him an affirmative answer: "There is indeed a matter, and it is inconvenient to disclose the specifics, but the Ling family will only have one lady, my niece."

Ms. Ling and Ms. Qian have never been idle since they got together. One talked and the other ate, alternately, covering almost all the recent news and gossip in the capital.

From curiosity to depression, from depression to despair, Qian Jin and Mrs. Qian used alcohol to relieve their worries and worries.

"Yingying, why don't we talk about it next time."

Ling Yue noticed the pessimism of the Qian family's elders, and couldn't bear to sprinkle salt on their hearts.

Just as he was about to go back, Qian Yingying, who was addicted to chatting, stopped him: "What's the hurry? Ayun didn't come back again! Speaking of which empress empress is going to give him some presents, there was no one there for a long time!"

Ling Yue glanced at the empty seats and murmured in her heart.

What gift can't you bring?

Qian Yingying's eyes widened and she slapped her thigh, Ling Yue almost didn't cry out.

She doesn't mind patting her legs, but why hers?

Even though she was dressed thickly, she couldn't hold back a certain woman's strong hands!

Qian Yingying rubbed her legs and smiled like a dog: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yue'er, do you think it will be the same as last time? For example, finding a coquettish woman to ruin Ah Yun's innocence?"

She giggled, with a smirk in her eyes, and after being stared at by Ling Yue, she became serious in a second.

"Just kidding, just your cousin Ayun's icy face, a woman could be frozen to death, no, no, no."

If she didn't mention it, Ling Yue didn't have such an idea yet.

Once she started, she couldn't help thinking about it.

The queen sat on the phoenix seat, dignified and gentle, she would never be associated with that kind of thing, let alone her own son!

Ayun followed Ying'er all the way, but she didn't realize that Leyou Hall was so big.

It's too big, so it's quieter.

He had an ominous premonition.

"You stop."

Ying'er, who was walking briskly, thumped when she heard his warm voice.

"Reaching soon."

A Yun stood on the spot, the moonlight shone on his expressionless face, and Ying'er felt chills down her spine.

"Master Biao, you don't think the servants are harming you, do you?" She pretended to be relaxed, with a smile on her face, and for a moment, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Haven't you done it? You were the one who led me to the side hall of Feng Qi Hall last time."

Ying'er bit her lower lip and argued: "Last time I was ordered by Wei Baxian, but this time it's the empress, it's different, the empress won't harm you, right?"

Harm is not harm, but it is always a disservice!

"What gift?"

"You'll know when you go."

Ah Yun hesitated for a moment, followed her around for a while, and came to a room.

"It's all in there, the empress said to pick whatever she likes."

Seeing that she was leaving, Ah Yun asked her: "Aren't you going in?"

"The gift is not for slaves, it's hard to see that you can't get it!" Ying'er seemed to be hypothetical, "If the slaves rush back to serve the empress, they won't stay."

With a slight sigh, he turned around and ran away.

Ah Yun pushed open the door, there were indeed many things inside.

Swords, knives, and bows are all top-grade, and there are also many jewelry such as hairpins, armbands, and bracelets.

He took a sword and a pearl flower, the little girl should like it.

At this moment, there was a sound, and the door was closed.

A Yun cursed, and thought of the incident of being assassinated last time.

Throwing away the sword and bead flowers, he turned around and left, but a woman blocked his way.

It is Cuiyun.

It was not unusual for him to have seen her many times.

"Why are you here?"

Cuiyun didn't speak, and seemed to be struggling psychologically.

A Yun ignored her and walked around her.

She stopped in front of him again.

He was impatient: "Get out of the way!"

Cuiyun didn't move away, she gently pulled on the belt with her hand, and all the clothes covering her body were scattered on the ground.

Ah Yun was taken aback, is this woman crazy?
Just be crazy, what are you doing to him?
If he was bumped into by someone who didn't know the truth, and it was added to the little girl's ears, he would be over directly.

He ran to the door as if fleeing, but was surrounded by Cuiyun, with his head still resting on his back.

Ah Yun's face was already so cloudy that it was about to freeze, and a burst of anger spewed out of his chest, there is no end to this!
(End of this chapter)