After the lazy emperor

Chapter 125 The Origin of the Zheng and the Liao Family

The woman straightened up, pushed open the window with all her strength, in vain reflecting the snowy eyes, and involuntarily raised the corners of her lips into a smile, she hasn't slept so peacefully for a long time, she thought returning to the imperial palace would satisfy her Unexpectedly, the wish came true on the way back to the imperial palace, and she knew subconsciously that it was because of the existence of people who made her safe.

"Cui Niang——" After the soft call, someone pushed the door and entered. When she looked intently, Cui Niang was followed by four young women who looked like maidservants. All of them were beautiful and pleasant, but their expressions were just the first time they saw each other. She couldn't help but recall the two little girls in Yunran Palace.

"Master—" Cui Niang honored, recalling Feng Ning's eyes that were fixed on the four women behind her.

The quilt was lifted and the obscene clothes slid over the edge of the couch, swaying lazily a few times, stroking the blue hair lightly, Feng Ning sat down on the stool, and then said in a calm and unhurried manner: "You all go down, prepare some food Come on, I'm a little hungry."

"Yes--."

After the four little girls left, Cuiniang began to wash up for Fengning. The matter that she asked her to investigate in Nanxing before had been settled, but she didn't dare to answer without the master's question.

Changing into the dress brought by one of the girls, Feng Ning looked at the nirvana white body, the silk was soft and of high quality, especially the silk sleeves, which were embroidered with a circle of floral water patterns. I could see the wind passing by, causing layers of ripples, and with a smile on my lips, I asked casually, "What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate?"

The master asked, and Cui Niang reported the facts she found one by one. It turned out that decades ago, when Liao Beixiong's father, Liao Zhihua, was wandering in the rivers and lakes, he encountered a group of martial arts officials besieging a man holding a guzheng in one hand. The man looked tired and seemed to be seriously injured. The martial arts officials aggressively attacked, but he just played the zither in his hand, and the group of people vomited blood and fell to the ground. At that time, he knew that it was the legendary soul-engaging zither. But the man's age is not attached to the Longgong sage. Although he doesn't know why the soul-carrying kite fell into his hands, but after seeing him pass out inexplicably, he quietly walked to him and stole the soul-carrying kite. I thought that holding the soul kite could do something, but he couldn't play this legendary thing, until Liao Beixiong became more and more eager to dominate the martial arts, so he thought of a married daughter Taking the soul-carrying kite as a dowry, I set up a beating to find someone who can play the soul-carrying kite.

The mist of tea lingered on her face, Feng Ning frowned slightly, and the smile on the corner of her lips was frighteningly cold. Thinking of the person holding the kite, he must be the ghost Yan Luo. What he said was so simple, he couldn't help being hurt by Qinghun kite, this gave Liao Zhihua the opportunity to look sideways at Qingqing kite on the stage, how many people were fighting for it, passing a touch of regret It seems that it is better to send this troublesome thing back to Yuwei Mountain Mansion.

The maidservant brought in porridge and snacks, Feng Ning asked after using some, "Where is he?"

Cuiniang knew who the master was referring to, and said: "In the pavilion in the garden."

It's rare that he doesn't cling to himself, and he feels a little lonely in his heart. Such dependence is born from the heart, wondering if it is a bit wrong for him who has always been independent and casual?

"Take me to him." After all, this is his territory, if you don't give someone some face, how can you gain prestige.

After leaving the door, it seemed as if he had arrived at Xiaolan Garden in the imperial palace, with a slight smile on his face, he ordered the servants who followed, "You don't have to follow." I hate traveling when there are too many people around , looked sideways at Cuiniang, saw her jaw, obviously she knew where someone was.

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