concubine, you cant do

Chapter 77 An Eye For An Eye (2)
Son, Leng Yannuo's body in the car trembled inexplicably, extremely slightly, and raised his head to meet Murong Shengrui's eyes looking over at him.

"That's how the prince of Cheng's mansion teaches his servants, not even addressing him as Princess Shengli?" Murong Chengrui glanced at Leng Yannuo, who seemed to flick his sleeves slightly.

Then, a muffled groan was heard outside.

There was a brief silence after the muffled grunt.

At this time, the carriage was in a remote alleyway, and there were few pedestrians passing by.

Standing high outside the carriage, the man dressed in simple blue clothes covered his chest, and it took a long time to raise his head with difficulty, "This subordinate violated the rules, please forgive me, King Li, please..." The man finally felt the air pressure oppressing him Withdrawing slowly, he took a deep breath, "Princess Li, please forgive me." The tone was more respectful than before.

Inside the car, Leng Yannuo naturally knew what happened outside the car, raised his eyes slightly to look at the dark-faced Murong Shengrui opposite him, pursed his lips tightly, but finally didn't speak.

"Qingsi." Murong Shengrui ordered.

Che Waiqing understood what he meant, so he said to the man sitting on the horse's head in front of the carriage, "Leave a letter, please return."

Immediately, the man glanced at Qingsi, his four eyes met, and there seemed to be flames passing by each other. The man seemed to be thinking too much. Then, he took out the letter from his arms and got off the horse and handed it to Qingsi. Qingsi took the letter and turned his face Without changing the color, hand it into the carriage.

Seeing that the task was completed, the man took a deep look at the closed carriage, and drove away.

Inside the carriage.

Murong Shengrui took the sealed letter, tore off the plastic seal for Leng Yannuo, shook off the tissue paper, glanced at it, and handed it to Leng Yannuo.

Leng Yannuo looked at the letter handed over, why did he feel that the air pressure in the car was suddenly very low, very low, this guy heard that the sky is a wizard, so he wouldn't be able to read ten lines like this.There should be nothing unreliable written on it.

Leng Yannuo's complexion changed for a while, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the fine paper that was about to fall. On it, flying dragons and phoenixes danced, and the bold and unrestrained characters moved slightly. Just as his fingers were about to touch it, he saw the paper suddenly melt in front of his eyes. As a powder, it dissipates without leaving a trace.

Leng Yannuo's complexion changed, and he was slightly annoyed, "What are you doing?" There was a hint of blame in his tone.

Murong Shengrui's fingertips resting in the air trembled slightly, and then he twisted his two fingers lightly, as if he wanted to smooth out the paper dust that no longer existed.

Murong Shengrui didn't answer, but raised his head and looked at Leng Yannuo very seriously, as if he was admiring a work of art.

"You care so much?" Murong Shengrui asked.

"Murong Shengrui..." Leng Yannuo suddenly had a headache, could she say that it was Leng Yannuo's childhood sweetheart?Is she a person with the same name and surname from another place.Does she have anything to do with this son of a bitch?Didn't even meet face to face.

"You care?" Murong Shengrui looked at Leng Yannuo's expression without compromise.

Leng Yannuo didn't like this feeling, so he raised his head, not knowing whether it was out of anger or something, he almost roared, "Yes, I really care."

"So..." Murong Shengrui was stunned for a moment, his jade-colored face was fair and transparent, and some kind of emotion was accumulated and deep in his clear and moist eyes.

After the roar, it was extremely calm, cold Yannuo looked at such a picture of Murong Shengrui, who was the most gentle and light jade at first, but suddenly a drop of water dripped from his heart, causing ripples, the area of ​​still water floated quietly, with a dark fragrance The sleeves are full, and the flowers are full of spring.

Leng Yannuo looked at Murong Chengrui in such a smooth manner, Murong Chengrui stared at the Wang Qinghe in the eyes, and the beauty of the slope, but only two steps away, the fine lips were slightly hooked, the color was like a flower, charming Cansheng, with curls on his petite face and the secretary's eyelashes are more like a small fan in summer, the wind sways gently in the troughs, the coolness permeates and clears the heart, and with a touch of small jade beads, it falls from the fairy clouds of the nine heavens, like a secluded valley in the sky Quiet as an orchid, blooming like a brilliant peony, every color and every vermilion are so beautiful that you want to get close.

Murong Shengrui's eyes darkened, his body leaned forward slightly, but his heart suddenly felt pain, his eyes faded away, he leaned against the car wall, his eyes closed, all movements were slight but in the blink of an eye, the car remained the same, just My heart is cold.

Leng Yannuo blinked his eyes, frowned slightly, what's wrong with this guy, he scratched the messy hair that Murong Chengrui had pulled out just now, his lips were slightly pursed in dissatisfaction, but it added to the alluring scene.

Murong Shengrui's eyes that were opening closed again, his head tilted, and he no longer looked at Leng Yannuo.

The car was silent for a while, only the sound of the wheels of the carriage walking on the ground and the sound of the horses breathing freely could be heard.

"Here we are." Murong Shengrui spoke first, his voice a little hoarse.

"Yeah." Leng Yannuo was never the type to put a hot face on someone's cold ass, they were so cold and silent, so why should he, so he quickly got out of the car.

Leng Yannuo, who was in a hurry to get out of the car, didn't pay attention to the blue shadow that enveloped Murong Shengrui's eyes at that moment.

"What's the matter, isn't it just a letter?" Leng Yannuo picked up the tea on the table and drank it down as soon as he returned to Yufen Pavilion, with a displeased expression on his face.

Seeing this, Xiang Ye and Han Shuang, who were working in the yard, rushed into the house.

"Miss……"

"Miss……"

Calling twice, Leng Yannuo raised his head, gritted his teeth fiercely, "Don't listen to him in the future."

"Listen to whom." With one voice, Hanshuang and Xiangye's eyes widened in confusion.

Seeing this, Leng Yannuo raised her head to look at the spring scenery outside the window, her heart instantly recovered, why was she angry, why was she angry with a sick person, thinking about this, she looked slightly relieved, "It's nothing, you guys go down first. "

Frost looked at her young lady, and met Xiang Ye's eyes. There seems to be no one in this world who can make her angry, except for that person in the East Wing Yard... So the two looked at each other, and retreated tacitly. down.

On this day, the Prime Minister's Mansion, which had been silent all along, sent an invitation. The mother of the Liu family, the titled Mrs. Yipin Gaoguo, came back from a faraway place to burn incense. Yan Nuo went back to the house for a gathering.

The nearly sixty-year-old Mrs. Gao Ming Leng Yan Nuo saw it when she was a child, and her imposing manner was almost the same as that of Liu's, but her brows were a little more arrogant, and she always talked about the prostitute and concubine.

She looked like a concubine who deserved to be trampled to death.

What do you say to explain Buddhist scriptures, share family relationships, go to other places to visit Buddha every year, and come back every year to talk about Buddha. She is not tired, but Buddha is tired.

The so-called explanation of the Buddhist scriptures is available, but there is no such thing as sharing family relationships. There is no good feast, and immortality will peel off.

"Miss, are you going tomorrow?" The one who spoke was Xiang Ye standing behind Leng Yannuo. Ever since Leng Yannuo married into the Li Palace, Xiangye and Hanshuang are still habitually called Miss Leng Yannuo.

Xiangye has always been a seldom talker. Since following Leng Yannuo, except for what Leng Yannuo ordered, the rest of the time has been devoted to medicine, and she also goes to ask Dr. Li from time to time. Of course, Old Shan's medical skills are better, but Xiang Ye never dared to ask for advice.

(End of this chapter)