Empress marry

Chapter 81 What a messy eccentricity!

"Tsk." Feng'er shook her head, with an unteachable expression on her face, "Didn't I give you a chance to kiss her?"

"Need you to give it?" Shangguan Jinglan walked over with a blank expression.

Feng'er sneered, "Han Lu, do you think your prince was born with facial paralysis?"

Han Lu was serious, "Subordinates dare not talk about the prince."

Feng'er rolled his eyes at him, "I see that your entire palace is paralyzed."

Han Lu, "..."

He was helpless but couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, today's matter was finally resolved satisfactorily.

Presumably those assassins would not know that today's assassination opportunity was deliberately given to them by the prince...

……

Royal Palace.

Xia Houyuan, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, returned to the palace wearing night clothes, came before the emperor, and saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty."

"How are things going?"

"The subordinate led people to encircle and suppress, and the result was indeed as rumored by the outside world - the regent king does not know martial arts."

Shangguan Qi Han slightly frowned his handsome eyebrows, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of secrets, "My uncle's city is very deep, maybe he just pretended to be good. When you took people to encircle and suppress, did he and the people around him get hurt?" of?"

"Back to the emperor, Miss Lu was also on the scene at that time, and the regent blocked Miss Lu's arrow." Xia Houyuan paused, and continued, "This subordinate believes that people's instinctive reactions should not be false."

Therefore, the regent is either the city mansion is terrible, or he really doesn't know martial arts.

"What did you say!"

Shangguan Qi Han slapped the table with a bang, with a deep hostility and chill shrouded between his stern brows, "Which Miss Lu?"

"Second miss of the Lu family, Lu Qingqing."

In fact, Shangguan Qi Han had expected this answer a long time ago, otherwise, who else could Miss Lu be able to block the emperor's uncle?
His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the bulging veins showed the restrained anger at the moment, "Who told you to shoot arrows at her?"

"Your Majesty, this was the best way to test the Regent at that time."

"Xiahou Yuan!"

Han Zhanzhan's voice was almost gnashing his teeth.

Xia Houyuan still insisted on his own opinion, "Your Majesty, Miss Lu is not injured, and my subordinates know how to behave."

Undoubtedly, this is the best way.

But whether she was injured, or because the emperor blocked the arrow for her so that she was not injured, he was not willing to see it!
Shangguan Qi Han closed his eyes, but Xia Houyuan would not understand these words.

……

Lu Qingqing ran back to the mansion, covered her face to prevent everyone from seeing her current appearance, and immediately went to the dressing table after returning to the room.

The face in the mirror was white and clean, except for a little hot blush, nothing unusual could be seen.

So, what did that man do to her just now?
Lu Qingqing's face was full of weirdness, he didn't wipe off the blood on her face, but chose to "lick" it clean?

She shuddered suddenly, what a mess of eccentricities!

Fennel knocked on the door and walked in, happily said: "Miss, you are not in the mansion today, the rewards for the embroidery contest have been brought to you!"

"The picture of picking chrysanthemums?" Lu Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "Quick, show me!"

What kind of painting is worth such a big fight for that man?

"Yes!"

Fennel immediately went to bring her the painting, which was a landscape painting.

There are not many scenes in the whole picture, and the painting is indeed superb, but no matter how you look at it, Lu Qingqing is not worthy of being so tempted by the majestic regent.

So, is there any mystery in the painting?

Lu Qingqing studied for a while, pursed her lips, and threw the painting away.

Even if there is any mystery, it is none of her business, she is only responsible for getting the painting for him.

It is inevitable that the night will be long and dreamy, tomorrow...

Well, send it to him.

(End of this chapter)