Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 79 [Don't Be Afraid With Me]

Although Xuanyuan Jiaye's words were a bit of a joke in it, the inexplicable Chen Lingling believed it, no matter what the reason was, as long as he didn't kneel and kowtow.

"The ministers are waiting to see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, and a thousand years for the queen!"

Xuanyuan Hechen lifted up his dragon robe and turned around domineeringly and sat on the dragon chair. With a wave of his big hand, he said boldly, "Everyone is flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After all the officials stood up and took their seats, Xuanyuan Hechen finally turned his attention to the position on the left, with a slight smile on his amiable face, "Is this the younger brother or sister?"

When Chu Lingling heard that she was asking herself, she got up and bowed, "If you go back to the emperor, the concubine has just entered the mansion not long ago, and I have time to enter the palace in the future to pay my respects, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Shen Qing's eyes followed her face, and the moment she raised her head, Xuanyuan Ying's eyes stared, with a bit of shock and astonishment, but eventually turned into anger.

"Chu Lingling!" He suddenly slapped the armrest of the seat, pointed at her and shouted.

Xuanyuan Jiaye's black pupils froze, his razor-sharpened chin lifted, and a lazy and treacherous voice sounded faintly, "Is the imperial nephew excited to see the imperial aunt?"

His aggressive eyes fell on the furious Xuanyuan Ying opposite him, enveloping the angry man with coercion and restraint, and the anger in Xuanyuan Ying's chest was immediately extinguished by this look.

Xuanyuan Jiaye smiled lowly, and patted Chen Lingling's hand lightly, as if to say: With me here, don't be afraid.

Feeling the cold big hand on the back of her hand, Chen Lingling frowned, she still remembered that his hand was warm on the day of her wedding, how could it be as cold as now, like a dead person.

Almost subconsciously, Chen Lingling held his big hand back, trying to convey the warmth in her palm to him.

The man lazily leaning on the python chair quietly opened his deep eyes, glanced at the little hand holding him, a smile flashed across his piercing eyes, he tightened the strength of his hand, firmly Firmly hold the soft little hand in the palm of your hand.

Song Xinyan, who had been paying attention to their actions all the time, looked at the hands they shook, her pink fists on her lap were creaking, and she looked at Chen Lingling with resentful eyes, and tore off the handkerchief vigorously to show her The hatred in my heart.

For such a strong gaze, Chen Lingling couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to. She raised her head to look at Song Xinyan's position. Song Xinyan really didn't expect her to raise her head. The resentful eyes collided with the cold eyes. One was panicked, the other was calm. .

"Everyone is invited to come here, one is to get together, and the other is that Qingluan Kingdom's academy is about to open, and royal families from all over the world will come. I hope that all the lords can complement each other, and don't lose face of me, Qingluan, otherwise, I will not forgive you lightly."

Xuanyuan Hechen had a kind expression on his face while speaking, his eyes swept over Xuanyuan Jiaye with his eyes closed intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw him sitting there in good condition, his eyes showed awe-inspiring murderous aura, like a snake and scorpion digging up the flesh and bones of others .

"The ministers will definitely do their best to assist the emperor!" The officials stood up and raised their wine glasses in return.

Xuanyuan Jiaye opened his eyes appropriately at this time, let go of the woman's little hand, and handed her a glass of fruit wine in front of him, with a tired voice, "Drink this."

Chen Lingling was slightly stunned, looking at the fruit wine being pushed over in front of her, she took it after hesitation, and drank it as the emperor toasted.

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Ying was very angry when he saw her elegant demeanor. When he thought of her horrible face before, and thought that she did it on purpose, he wished he could kill Chen Lingling.

But such a stunner, he really couldn't bear it. Seeing the uncle's cold and hostile smile, he immediately stopped his thoughts and raised his glass respectfully.

(End of this chapter)