concubine, you cant do

Chapter 118: One After Another (4)
Thinking of the scene in the Baiyi Palace before, it seems that tonight may be very difficult, it is a troubled time, so I look up at the sky, I feel that the storm is about to come, and the building will be full of troubles.

Prime Minister Leng looked at Leng Yannuo with some uncertainty, he didn't believe that she was at such a disadvantage, that she could also reverse black and white, turning corruption into magic, so he said in a slightly deep voice, "What does Princess Li mean?" He didn't call out Leng Yan promises her boudoir name, which is already declaring to everyone that this matter has nothing to do with Prime Minister Leng anyway, and the married daughter is throwing water.

Leng Yannuo looked at Prime Minister Leng, as if he wanted to see him thoroughly.

Prime Minister Leng touched that gaze, obviously very gentle, but it felt like being locked tightly by a slippery and sharp snake, and it was included in the handicap. Inexplicably, he felt a trace of coldness on his back, but after a while, Prime Minister Leng's expression changed. As soon as I was upright, I actually felt in a trance, how could I be so, but an unfavored daughter, a little more scheming, so what.

At this moment, Leng Yannuo looked away, looked at the black-faced and dirty man in the crooked dragon robe, and said to the guards of the palace who came "slowly" later, "Didn't my concubine order to guard the warehouse?" Why, why did this dragon robe appear in the study room?" The tone before the turn of the voice was flat and clear, revealing a trace of coldness, and under the clear moon-filled sky, it was like a turbine spinning, refracting, flying, However, there is a lingering and unrelenting momentum.

"Back to the princess, I don't know, the dragon robes have been kept in the warehouse. There was a sudden fire just now. The subordinates were busy putting out the fire, but they forgot about it." A man stepped forward to respond.

Seeing this, Prime Minister Leng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the man kneeling on the ground who was still rinsing and weeping, his brows furrowed.

"My lord, it seems that the guards of the palace need to be strengthened." Leng Yannuo said that the wind and the horse are irrelevant, but at the same time, Wang Tian sighed.

Murong Shengrui looked at the woman under the moonlight with warm and clear eyes, and smiled brightly and gracefully.

Leng Yannuo's heart skipped a beat, was it her illusion, she actually saw a tender and warm taste in this smile.

Leng Yanxue, who was on the outermost edge, lost her composure for a while when she looked at that smile, and then turned her head to look at Nan Muchen who was silent at the side, her heart was suddenly torn, because at that moment she looked at When the man came out wrapped in a dragon robe, he caught with his own eyes the moment Nan Muchen's eyes fell on Leng Yannuo.

Dazed, worried... and all these emotions were far from even in the tenderness towards her in the palace hall.

Leng Yannuo, why, why did your appearance ruin these... A group of people gathered around the gate of Prince Li's Mansion, with different opinions, and they waited for the answer from Prince Li's Mansion. Now, Tianmu Country, who has enjoyed the title of the most talented woman and the most beautiful woman for a long time, is the jewel in the palm of the prime minister's mansion. Hard blood red.

She was still standing, her clothes were blown by the wind, her beauty was like a dust, but the phoenix red cloud silk water-color embroidered shoes under her feet were just so stiff, and the glittering pearls on them were also pale at this moment, her lips were tightly pressed, as if she would be there in the next moment. He sipped his blood.

The internal organs are in pain, the pain is bizarre, the slow-flowing blood is twitching, and the pain is so uncomfortable that I am about to faint. Then, a breeze blows, the wind is slightly cold, and Leng Yanxue shakes her head lightly, regaining her senses Come on, look at Leng Yannuo at the innermost part of the crowd with fixed and deep eyes, and then smile very ironically, the time is still very long.

"My lord, here, now the officials are here, and the prince and princess of the Southern Kingdom are also here. Even if you are a prince, you have to give an explanation." Jing Zhaoyin moved his lips with a look of looking at the thief.

"Jing Zhaoyin is really meticulous and loyal, with a green heart and a heart full of justice. This king deeply feels it, but I hope that this precious spirit will persist to the end in this life." After a long time, Murong Shengrui spoke softly.

He was wearing dark brocade clothes and a red belt, which looked very elegant, but Jing Zhaoyin's expression stiffened a little with just a few words, and then he unnaturally glanced at the prince of the Southern Kingdom beside him.

This glance was extremely low and traceless, but it did not break away from the cold promise that was as delicate as a needle.

"Didn't the concubine tell you that? It's just one piece, just a dragon robe." After Murong Cheng said sharply, he rushed to his side and said, "Go into the palace and report to the emperor, those dragon robes were destroyed by fire. I'm afraid it will be serious. As for the patterns that the embroiderer has thought about thousands of times, I am afraid that I will have to start all over again, the emperor must understand my painstaking efforts and will not make things difficult." At the end of the sentence, there was a lot of silence.

This dragon robe is what the emperor wants, not just one piece, but a batch.

At this time, everyone really understood the deep meaning of what Leng Yannuo said earlier, "It's just one piece, it's just a dragon robe".It's really just a dragon robe. Since the emperor ascended the throne two years ago, he has been far away from the Li Palace, and there are occasional stories of making things difficult for him. Could it be that the emperor is embarrassing Li Wang again and embroidering the dragon robe in a different way? pattern?
"Hey, there's something wrong with this dragon robe." Everyone was concentrating, and Leng Yannuo stepped forward to look at the dragon robe on the man in black with a suspicious expression on his face.

What's wrong?Everyone looked at Leng Yannuo, at this newly promoted and quite evil Princess Li, especially after the scene of the Baiyi Hall in the palace just now, they were even more inexplicable about her thoughts.

Standing outside the crowd, Chu Yuran looked at all this, just smiled and said nothing, tonight the wind is clear, the moon is bright, the stars are bright, it is suitable for watching dramas - watching people.

Nangong Yu'er at the side stayed behind Nan Muchen, and wanted to speak something, but was pulled by Nan Xiangyi beside her, so she turned her head to look at Nan Xiangyi, saw the other party shaking her head at her, thought for a while, curled her lips Did not speak.

Murong Shengrui looked at Leng Yannuo's approaching movement, his brows were slightly focused, and he heard Leng Yannuo say, "I've seen Huaxiu Niang's embroidery art, and it doesn't seem like this pattern." Leng Yannuo finished speaking, and then Said, "However, the fabric is the same."

"It's simple. Where do you buy the fabric? Just call someone." Yan Zhong from General Zhen Guo's Mansion spoke up, and she wanted to see what kind of trouble could come out of this matter.

"General Yan's mind changes really fast." Leng Yannuo glanced at Yan Zhong meaningfully and spoke slowly.

With this glance, Old General Yan, who was over [-] years old, looked condensed.

After a while, people were brought up.

The person who came was an obese middle-aged man. When he saw this battle, his legs still trembled uncontrollably. If there were people here at this time, they would definitely recognize it.This shopkeeper of Tang Ji is the shopkeeper of the clothing shop who was about to close down a few days ago, but was suddenly brought back to life by ordering a large amount of clothing materials.

"It's not my fabric." The obese man gave the answer after looking at the fabric.

"With just one glance, you can tell that this is not your home's material. You really have such a good eye." Leng Shangshu in the crowd said with contempt and suspicion.

But this sentence made the fat boss, who was frightened by such scenes, angry. He slapped his chest, regardless of whether he offended others, and said, "I have been making Tangji clothes for more than [-] years, and my family's ancestors have been good at this business for generations. If you don't understand, adults say that, you look down on me."

(End of this chapter)