Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 329 [Kiss and Kiss]

When Xuanyuan Jiaye and the others entered the door, they saw Chen Lingling sitting on the seat by the window, smearing the wound alone. The red area was particularly eye-catching, and the white area was just the blisters that had been scalded. No wrinkle, squeeze out the water after piercing, and continue to apply ointment.

Seeing them coming in, Chen Lingling stood up lazily, folded her fists and bent over, and said, "See the emperor, I have seen the empress of Yunguo, the prince of Qiguo, the prime minister, and the eldest prince."

Her voice was flat, her tone was light, and she seemed to have a casual attitude towards everything, no matter how big the scene seemed, she couldn't arouse any emotion in her.

Xuanyuan Jiaye's hands behind her back were tightened inch by inch, and her eyes were fixed on her scalded hands.

"There is ointment for scars in the palace, remember to get it from the imperial concubine tomorrow." He didn't look at Chen Lingling, and took a sip from his teacup after sitting down.

Chen Lingling did not answer, but sat down and continued to treat the wound.

Yuan Shengzhi glanced at the man who was sitting down, and said with a smile, "Emperor Yongling really loves his son like a man."

Chen Lingling smiled indifferently, "Are you envious? Could it be that the prince of Qi also wants my emperor to love you?"

"..." Yuan Sheng choked, his face flushed, and he stared at Chen Lingling fiercely.

The woman blew her hands indifferently, put down the ointment and laughed, "Don't worry, this general never said that you, Prince Qi, meant to cut off your sleeves."

Yuan Shengzhi immediately became angry, "You..."

"What is the prince of Qi so excited about?" Feng Yang said lazily, "General Yongling also said the same thing, your reaction... Could it be that General Yongling's words were right?"

Yuan Shengzhi desperately held back his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Empress Yunguo, my prince...it's normal!"

As soon as the words were finished, Chen Lingling suddenly laughed, and that crisp laughter caught everyone's attention.

Xuanyuan Jiaye looked deeply at the woman's smile, for a long time, he hadn't seen her smile so freely.

"What is General Yongling laughing at?" Yuan Shengzhi's teeth were chattering.

Chen Lingling waved her hands and suppressed a smile, "It's nothing, I just think of some scenes and find it interesting."

Yuan Shengzhi snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

Yuan Zixiao had been watching her silently, looking at the woman's white hair with pity in his eyes, so he didn't notice the eyes of others looking at him at all.

"Prince Qi looks at General Yongling like this, isn't he afraid of being rumored about something that shouldn't be spread?" Feng Yang smiled coldly.

Xuanyuan Jiaye's breath was like the cold wind outside the window, bitingly cold and icy.

Yuan Zixiao smiled disapprovingly, "The empress of Yongling is the princess of Qi State. The relationship between the two countries is close. I am not afraid of any gossip. If there is, I will be happy before it is too late. Why should I be afraid of words?" .”

"Oh?" Feng Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What does the Crown Prince of Qi mean by this?"

Yuan Zixiao looked at Chu Lingling who was silent across the way, "I want to get closer, I wonder if Emperor Yongling has any good suggestions?"

As soon as the words fell, his warm eyes met the man's deep and sharp eyes, one hard and one soft, colliding with a frightening fire in the air.

The man's hawk eyes narrowed slightly, his cold eyes tightly wrapped around Yuan Zixiao, "I don't know how the prince of Qi wants to get closer?"

In the box, the atmosphere was very quiet at this time, even the sound of breathing was so shallow that it disappeared, leaving only gusts of cold wind blowing outside the window.

"Bengong, I want to marry Yongling again." Yuan Zixiao stared at Chu Lingling with a gentle smile, "I don't know, is General Yongling willing?"

When Xuanyuan Jiaye said these words, the zhenqi in his body had already been forced to the palm of his hand. As long as he waved his hand a little, Yuan Zixiao might die instantly.

But he still exhausted all his rationality to stop his movements, and looked at the opposite woman with his deep, swirling eyes.

(End of this chapter)