Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 172

Yu Wenzheng's deep and charming voice came from behind the curtain of the car: "Okay, this king will enter the palace now."

The coachman raised his whip, and the carriage moved forward again, passed through the city gate and drove straight into the imperial city, attracting many people to watch and stare in the downtown area.

Outside Changning Palace, Yu Wenzheng was about to get off the car, turned around and told Jian Yunling: "The princess doesn't have to go in, she can wait for the king in the car, or go for a walk in the imperial garden. After the king and the emperor have finished talking, they will call Dongyun will inform the princess."

Jian Yunling lowered her eyes and hooked her lips, but she didn't show a smile: "Okay."

It seems that Yu Wenzheng is still thinking about what happened in Changning Palace that day, that's all, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Thinking of this, Jian Yunling got out of the carriage behind Yu Wenzheng, but walked slowly in the opposite direction.

To be honest, at this time the Royal Garden has no more beautiful scenery to enjoy.The autumn flowers are withered, and the winter flowers are not in bloom. Even the lake under the stone bridge is covered with a thin layer of frost, and the fish at the bottom of the lake cannot be seen.

Jian Yunling was sitting on the railing of the bridge and blowing the air. Fortunately, the warm sun was shining on her body, which could drive away the coolness all over her body.

Someone approached not far away, with a complicated palace dress and a gorgeous face, surrounded by more than a dozen palace maids behind her, the fragrance of flowers filled her body, as if she was the jasmine blooming just right in midsummer.

After seeing Jian Yunling, the man's face was not only stunned, but also unhappy for a moment.Raising her hand to signal the maid behind her to stop, she climbed up the steps and came to Jian Yunling.

Jian Yunling jumped down the stone railing, stood respectfully with her hands up, and said with a blessing, "I've seen Yun Shuyi."

Jian Yunge covered her lips and smiled lightly, and corrected her: "No, it's time to call me Yungui."

Jian Yunling secretly admired her. In just a few months, she was promoted to one of the three wives as a "noble person".Old man Jane's daughter is really not in vain.

Without changing his complexion, he saluted again and said, "I've seen you from Yungui."

Jian Yunge pretended to help: "The princess is free." After a pause, she looked deeply at Jian Yunling who was bowing her head, and made a false smile: "I heard that King Han and the princess have made great contributions to the emperor's control of the plague this time. Congratulations princess."

There are no outsiders here, but she still pretends to be dignified and quiet. It can be seen that the palace life for a period of time has taught Jian Yunge what it means to be careful everywhere and take every step of the way.

Jian Yunling closed her eyelashes to hide the sarcasm in her eyes, and said respectfully: "I didn't do anything in person, it's because the prince is aware of the details."

Hearing this, the curvature of the corners of Jian Yunge's lips disappeared immediately, and a venomous look flashed in his eyes.Stepping forward, leaning close to Jian Yunling's ear, he whispered harshly: "Jian Yunling, don't be too complacent. Do you think your King Han is really a treasure? He is just a dog of the emperor. A cripple like him will lie in bed waiting to die sooner or later!"

Under the strong fragrance, Jian Yunling burst into a piercing smile, and a terrifying snowstorm rolled up from the depths of her starry eyes, as if it would swallow everything in this world.

Jian Yunge didn't check her expression, straightened up, and smiled as usual: "I still have to go to the empress's palace to pay her respects, so I won't chat with the princess, take care of the princess."

Jian Yunling raised her head, met her eyes, no longer being as polite as before, smiled frostyly, and said: "Congratulations to Yungui."

Jian Yunge thought that she was speechless, so she used this method to find her psychological balance, smiled more heartily, and turned to leave.

The floor-length pendulum draws a half-arc on the bluestone, and just as it reaches the edge of the steps, suddenly a cloud satin embroidered shoe steps on it lightly, followed by a shrill scream.

"what--"

Accompanied by the sound of the brocade being torn and heavy objects falling to the ground, the Yungui people rolled down the bridge magnificently.

(End of this chapter)