Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 93 I Thank God

"I heard you drank last night?" Qin Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I heard? Can't you see it?"

She looks like a hangover now, but the conscience of heaven and earth, she really only took a sip!

"Jin He said that Shen Yang carried you back last night."

Ling Xian'er: "... Carrying it?"

Qin Zhiyi nodded.

Ma Dan!Shen Yang carried such a funny and elegant beauty back as a sack? ! !
"Be content, just like you, Shen Yang is willing to touch you, carry you back, and not let you sleep on the street, you should be thankful."

"I thank God? I thank God to Amitabha Buddha! Can you fucking meow talk!"

"Otherwise what do you want?"

Qin Zhiyi raised his eyebrows.

Ling Xian'er gave him a sideways glance, and didn't want to continue the topic, so she asked, "What? His Highness Prince Yi came here to laugh at this princess?"

"My king is not that boring."

With a cold snort, Qin Zhiyi sat on the round stool, with his left arm resting on the tea table, with a serious expression on his face.

"Five days later, the king will marry Chi'er, so you should move out of the main courtyard as soon as possible."

Ling Xian'er understood what Qin Zhiyi meant.

Although she is the mistress of the palace in name, the position of the main courtyard is still reserved for Zhu Shazhi.

Ling Xian'er didn't care about these, she nodded: "Where does the princess live?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Xian'er would be so eloquent, Qin Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Liuyun Pavilion."

"Is it out of the way?"

"Not too out of the way."

"Okay, find some people to help my princess move things down."

Qin Zhiyi was a little surprised that Ling Xian'er agreed so decisively, but he didn't blame her for being rude, so he agreed.

When Ban Xia came back with lunch, Qin Zhiyi had already left.

"Miss, when the servant came to the kitchen, the chef who was in charge of the spoon suddenly became enthusiastic, and even specially instructed the servant, saying that it was the prince's order that the dinner will be served as usual in the future. Do you think it is strange?"

"It's quite strange."

Ling Xian'er replied casually.

"Miss?"

Ling Xian'er was absent-minded, Ban Xia could also see it, and asked in a low voice, as if afraid of disturbing the contemplative person.

Ling Xian'er came back to her senses, said oh, and said: "Banxia, ​​er, pack our things, someone will come to help us move things later."

"Moving things?" Ban Xia stared blankly: "Miss, the prince put you in the cold palace?"

Ling Xian'er said: "Tsk, what are you talking about? Qin Lao Wu just asked us to make room for his side concubine."

"That's not too much difference..."

Ban Xia said, secretly went to look at Ling Xian'er's face, seeing Ling Xian'er staring at somewhere outside the window again, Ban Xia shook her head and sighed softly.

It is reasonable for the young lady to be unable to accept that she was thrown into the cold palace for no reason like this.

Thinking about it, Ban Xia went to pack her things obediently, trying to lighten her movements and suppress the noise to a minimum.

Ling Xian'er rested her chin, staring at an inconspicuous little wild flower under the banyan tree outside the window.

All the famous flowers are planted in the palace, wild flowers like this are not common.

What attracted Ling Xian'er's attention was not only because it was a wild flower, but also because it exuded a subtle spiritual energy.

Although there are many famous flowers in the palace, almost all of them are dead flowers without aura, but the wild daisy that lives with her in the main courtyard has a trace of aura.

(End of this chapter)