The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 285 Xuanyuan Ya

"You said you were... Situ Qingshen's apprentice?!"

Xuanyuan Ya's pupils dilated suddenly, and his heroic brow peaks piled up into waves.

His facial muscles were weirdly unwavering.

Feng Qingcheng was distracted.

Isn't Xuanyuan Ya pretending to have facial paralysis, but real facial paralysis?

She looked at his face, endured it for a long time, and finally decided not to mess with His Majesty.

She nodded silently.

Xuanyuan Ya's eyes lit up with a paralyzed face.

He looked at Feng Qingcheng with an indescribably strange light in his eyes.

Paired with that handsome but motionless face - there is a kind of strong contrast and cuteness.

***********Phoenix Nine Heavens**********
Qianmu Kingdom, the imperial capital, and the imperial palace.

The mist broke out and the sun rose in the east.

Spread your five fingers, and you can barely see the outline of the sun through the gaps between your fingers.

round.

Feng Qingcheng stood on the Zhuque Terrace, wearing heavy clothes.

To be honest, her mood was like waves rolling in the ocean—very chaotic.

After waiting for another cup of tea, she will be able to meet Luo Xingchen's father.

She appeared in front of him openly, and could even tell him that she was Luo Xingchen!
The real thing, like the fake Luo Xingchen.

In less than five years, she came to the imperial capital a year earlier.

However, she cannot be impulsive.

You can't ruin all her plans just to be quick for a while.

She has to take it step by step.

Don't rush, don't be impatient, go steadily, step by step.

Looking at the sky blurred by heavy fog, no one can see its original blue unless the fog clears.

The purple jade mask was placed on the right hand, and a pair of pink diamond lips curled up slightly.

The sound of neat and subtle footsteps stopped behind her, Feng Qingcheng looked at the ladies in the palace, and slowly started her own steps.

One step, one step, steady.

He raised his head and chest, his face was cold.

……

Xuanyuan Ya sat on the dragon chair, listening to the eunuch read the memorial.

His eyes were slack, and he frequently moved to the gate of the palace.

Living up to his expectations, a thin figure, leading a group of court ladies and eunuchs, stopped at the gate of the palace.

She walked in alone, her footsteps were very light, and only a master could detect her presence.

Xuanyuan Ya, with a paralyzed face, suddenly curled the corners of his mouth.When the ministers were frightened by his rare smile, he waved his hand to Feng Qingcheng and said:

"Ai Qing likes to be slow, but I am anxious."

As soon as he spoke, all the ministers turned their heads and looked in the direction of his beckoning.

Individual military commanders were shocked: how powerful is it to be able to do it, walking without making a sound, unexpectedly... only the emperor noticed it.

Looking at Feng Qingcheng's eyes together, he was both probing and admiring.

There was only one person who shocked not only his unfathomable strength, but also his... face.

Iconic peach eyes, iconic diamond lips.

Is it...

Complicated eyes, complicated thoughts.

Feng Qingcheng was calm and composed, and walked to the front to meet everyone's gaze.

Not even the most basic courtesy of a monarch and minister, Feng Qingcheng only slightly bent down.

"Chen, Feng Qingcheng, see the emperor."

Word by word, loud and clear.

Xuanyuan Ya looked at her with satisfaction, and didn't care about her "rude behavior."

"Get up."

A few old antique courtiers among the ministers were so angry that they blushed as they watched the king and his ministers come and go.

this! ! !this! ! !
The way of monarch and minister!How decent!
[From October 5st, more than [-] words per day!Chenchen is desperately coding and saving manuscripts, hurry up and knock me out with all your recommendation tickets and monthly ticket rewards (/≧▽≦/)】

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