Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 35
Recalling the previous life, Qingcheng's whole body was stained with bloodthirsty killing intent, which came from the coldness and bloodthirsty of the soul, and Shura in the depths of the soul was about to move.

Qingcheng was shrouded in a hellish atmosphere, Senhan was bloodthirsty, and almost everyone in the room could feel the oppression and murderous aura.The eldest lady was sweating profusely. She had never encountered such a strong murderous aura before. She also had that kind of numbness in her eyes, as if she had already treated her as a dead person. Trembling all over, I don't know who drove whom first. I was so frightened that I didn't dare to breathe.I don't know how long it took, Qingcheng walked out of the past memories, and gradually restrained the murderous aura on her body, and the oppressive feeling gradually disappeared.

The eldest lady wiped off her cold sweat, and the servants also took a few breaths.

The eldest lady hadn't recovered from the shock, and was suddenly taken aback by Qingcheng again.

I only heard the words of Qingcheng as cold as a millennium cold cellar echoing in my ears: "I want the best for food and clothing, and if any of them are not done well before the latest time, I will tear down your old bones. Doubt what I say, you know, I can do it."

Seeing Qingcheng walk out of the room, the eldest lady rubbed her chest with lingering fear. She had no doubt that what she said just now was true, and the murderous aura that emerged just now was by no means fake.What should I do now? I thought Qingcheng could let her decide after she came back, but I didn't expect when this little bitch became like this.

Murong Yan walked towards the main hall, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the banquet hall, he saw Qingcheng coming out of the room, but the breath was colder and colder than before, and when he walked past them, he seemed to feel the snow and ice coming a feeling of.

For a moment, I couldn't think of asking questions, and when I came back to my senses, the person had gone far away, leaving only a moment of coolness.

Murong Yan stood on the spot and looked at Qingcheng's back, it was so cold, but still a bit bleak.

Concentrating her mind, she walked into the banquet hall. With the help of Fen'er, the eldest lady had just finished her appearance, and put on a few more layers of powder to cover up her sweat stains.

Seeing Murong Yan coming out, he didn't dare to take the slightest slack to greet him and was about to salute.

Stopped by the eunuch Xiao Lizi, Murong Yan said calmly, "You don't need to be too polite."

The Da Furen quickly thanked her, blessed her body, and replied respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty, Young Master."

Murong Yan hummed and said nothing, watching the banquet hall was carefully arranged.

He said by the way: "The layout is good."

Da Furen's face, which had been painted with several layers of powder, was messed up with a smile, and she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Although she was the prime minister's wife, she was always a flat wife, and she was just lifted up a few years ago, thanks to the power of her natal family. , and the two sons he gave birth to.

When she was with those wives who ordered her to be together, she was still a bit humble, and the prime minister rarely took her out, and only met the emperor once at a palace banquet. Today, the emperor personally praised her, and he couldn't help being happy, and he couldn't get along with her smile muzzle.

When Prime Minister Lin Jingyuan came out of the inner room, he saw the eldest lady Yue Xiu smiling uncontrollably in front of the emperor, he was startled and angry, and secretly scolded this stupid woman for being out of manners.

But seeing the emperor's expression of no blame or disgust, he was relieved.

He walked over steadily with big strides, bowed to Murong Yan, and respectfully called his son.

Lin Zhixuan ran over cheerfully from behind, and with clear laughter, seeing a guest, she unabashedly looked at Murong Yan.

He was wearing a black satin robe, with golden dark patterns embroidered on the sleeves, the embroidery was extraordinary, a jade belt was tied around his waist, and he was tall and tall.

He has an elegant and handsome face, deep-set eyes, and stands with his right hand behind his back. He is about 25, six years old, and has an extraordinary bearing.What a handsome boy.

(End of this chapter)