The imperial concubine is charming and coquettish, she crazily criticizes the tyrant for spoiling he

Aoba looked at the carriage.

At the same time, the carriage opened a gap.

Qingqian was taken aback, and hurried over with the food box, climbed into the carriage, looked at Lian Xueyin in surprise, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Lian Xueyin reached out to take the food box in her hand, opened the food box, took out the plates inside, and put it on the small table: "I said I would accompany you for free consultation, but I don't have much time, so I will come to accompany you Let's have breakfast."

Qingkuo blinked, Lian Xueyin had already handed her the chopsticks.

Qing Kuo was already hungry, took the chopsticks and started to eat sullenly.

It wasn't until she burped after eating that she remembered that she had something serious to tell Lian Xueyin.

"I asked Taoist Priest Yuanhe, Master... the Taoist priest said that the blood lotus will not affect you, is that so, Your Majesty? What is the bloodthirsty desire?" Qing Kuo had indeed heard of Lian Xueyin before. There are many legends, but she was still young at that time.

She only had an idea of ​​His Majesty's bloodthirsty massacre, and had never seen it with her own eyes.

And the Majesty she knew was already when Qiyue Mountain picked him up, and she never heard of how bloodthirsty he was after that.

So the feeling is not deep.

But no matter what she heard, or what the evil monk Changli tried to provoke with the blood lotus, she felt that it might not be that simple.

After Lian Xueyin heard her words, she was stunned for a moment, and after a long silence, she said: "Indeed, it won't be affected."

Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what's the matter with His Majesty's headache?"

"I used to kill a lot in the past, and the evil spirit was too strong. When I dreamed of being on the battlefield day and night, I would naturally have a headache. It's not a big problem. Speaking of it," Lian Xueyin took Qing Zhi's hand and raised it, "The widow and your father The king's deal, asking for your leaves, is for this."

"Zhizhi, your leaves are very useful for widow's headache."

Green Tree: "??"

Like this?

It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, but I always feel that something is weird.

But she is not a stingy person. Although it is winter, every leaf of her is extremely precious, but the green tree is still painful for him to pick up a piece, "here, here you are."

Lian Xueyin held her hand and laughed softly.

"Silly girl."

Still took her leaves.

It was confirmed that the blood lotus had no effect on Lian Xueyin, and the blood lotus had already been given to Liu Shuangyue. With Liu Shuangyue's temperament, she wished she could stay eight hundred feet away from His Majesty, so it was safe.

Qing Kuo felt relieved.

Even Xueyin didn't stay for long, and left.

Qingmao also continued to devote himself to today's treatment.

It was busy until late at night before the group returned to the palace.

The next day, after Qingqian got enough sleep, she changed into the well-prepared costumes, brought Song Tanxi and Jinling who ran back precisely to join in the fun, and a group of people went to Hengyuan in a mighty way.

Hengyuan is a royal garden, only the powerful clan can hold banquets here.

Today, the eldest princess of Xiangyang posted a post in person, and when Qingzhao arrived, the outside of Heng Garden was already full of carriages from various prefectures.

As soon as Qingqian walked into Hengyuan, there was an announcement,
"The imperial concubine is here—"

The people in the garden hurriedly saluted.

Qing Kuo walked through the crowd and walked to the high platform specially prepared today.

Sit on the main seat.

Looking down, she looked away after seeing Mrs. Zheng, Qi Mingyue, and the wives and ladies and gentlemen of other big families in Beijing all arrived.
"Everyone, I invite you to come here today to raise donations for the disaster in Yujing a few days ago."

"It's also about an old case."