Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 307 [The more I can't forget, the more I want to destroy it]

The man was not wearing a dragon robe at this time, but was wearing an ordinary dark purple robe. His hair was casually draped over his back, and a jade crown was coiled up on the top. He also held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. He walked steadily and slowly. Walk into the hall.

"See the emperor." Qu Jingwan stood up slightly.

The man waved his hand lightly, his eyes fell on the white-haired woman sitting there comfortably, and then sat beside her.

"Your Majesty..." Yuan Shengmin felt a pain in his heart when he saw his actions.

Xuanyuan Jiaye lazily fiddled with the beads, his long and narrow eyes glowed with a dangerous glint, "General Yongling is a hero of the imperial court and my capable mistress. No one in the court or in the harem should be rude to her."

In the past, Chen Lingling would have felt very warm when she heard these words, but now, these words are in her ears, no matter how ironic they sound.

Give me a slap and a sweet date?

"Concubine... I would like to follow the emperor's instructions!" Although Yuan Shengmin couldn't be angry in his heart, he could only lower his posture at the moment, and complied with a low eyebrow.

But the two people sitting next to each other in front of him, Yuan Shengmin found it dazzling.

At this moment, Chen Lingling stood up, and said to the man beside him, "I have stayed here for a long time, if the emperor has nothing to do, I will take my leave first."

After saying that, before the man could speak, she turned around to leave, but Yuan Shengmin called her to stop.

"General Yongling."

Chen Lingling stopped, but didn't look back.

"The emperor appreciates the general's ability and resourcefulness, you'll always be Yongling's general."

Yuan Shengmin's superior look at this time made Qu Jingwan frown for a while, because she deliberately bit the word "forever".

Chen Lingling chuckled, her voice was so cold, "Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. Thank you Queen for your appreciation."

From the perspective of no one, Chen Lingling's eyes turned extremely bloodthirsty scarlet, seeping like a devil crawling out of hell.

She has never been a compromised person, nor is she an ungrateful person.

The man had kept her safe, and she deserved to repay, so she fought for his country and expanded its territory.

This reason is in the past, but it is not known if it is not self-deception.

Furthermore, she never complained about others, she had a clear conscience towards Xuanyuan Jiaye, Chen Lingling.

This country, she can make it prosper, but she can also make it fall.
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Winter comes every year so people are always caught off guard. Scattered snowflakes are falling from the sky, indicating that the cold wind is coming again, and that is always accompanied by the bloody New Year's Eve, which is not far away. up.

"Miss, are you going to enter the palace on New Year's Eve this year?" Fu Que was making her bed.

"Let's talk again."

Chen Lingling was wearing a crimson dress with golden lotuses embroidered on the skirt, pearl hairpins on her head, and exquisite agate earrings. She sat in front of the window to enjoy the snow as soon as she got up and finished her hair.

After tidying up the bed, Fu Que poured her a cup of tea, "This is the Dahongpao sent by the palace, Miss, please try it."

The crimson dress of the woman in front of the window forms a beautiful scenery with that snowy hair. Her white hair is flying, her crimson dress is like the setting sun, and her delicate and beautiful facial features have no flaws. The older she gets, the more sculpted her eyebrows and eyes are. As perfect as ever, with a little makeup applied, vermilion lips turned white.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip to taste it, her tone was very light, "It's pretty good."

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Fu Que leaned over to look at the sky.

"I didn't see anything." She lowered her eyes and smiled slightly.

She just remembered the 21st century. It would be great if she could go back. In this quaint place, she seems to never forget that man, not to mention seeing him every day.

The more she couldn't forget him, the more she wanted to destroy him, and the bloodlust in her heart became more and more irrepressible with the bitter wind.

(End of this chapter)