Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The lantern held by the **** exudes a dim light. When Ling Qingyu took two steps, his figure was reflected by the light, and the **** watched her curiously, and the **** made a chuckle. The woman Yang Zhao refused to marry the beautiful Huayang Princess? Don't talk about the face, this height is better than the average woman. What's the matter with such a bloated figure?

Yan Qi jumped out of the car, put a large cloak in purple mink fur on her, and then stepped back.

In the eyes of the **** that were about to fall out, Ling Qingyu gracefully gathered the cloak that made her more bloated, and then whispered, "Please lead the way."

When she was speaking, Yan Qi had already placed a very heavy purse in the hands of the eunuch. The **** squinted slightly, retracted his eyeballs, coughed slightly, and said, "Please come with us."

Seeing that Ling Qingyu followed the **** into the palace gate and disappeared behind the palace gate with a group of ladies in fancy dresses, Yan Qi jumped into the driver's seat, followed the guidance of the **** outside, and stopped at the place where the carriage stopped.

"Seven Lord?" Ying Shisan called out worriedly.

"Wait." Yan Qi muttered while looking at the sky full of stars.

Ling Qingyu did not expect that there would be so many noble ladies who would come to attend the Great Dynasty Meeting. It seemed that they could not see the side at a glance, and the whole Zhaoyang Hall was crowded. Those who could enter the Hall were the relatives of the emperor and the country. Madams of the first-class and super-class, third-class like Ling Qingyu, can only be placed in the back and arranged at the intersection of a passage. The cold wind blows through the two passages, bringing a bitter chill.

"Mrs. Yang," the palace maid who brought her here said with a fit smile: "Please give me the hand stove. You are not allowed to bring this in the palace."

Not allowed? Ling Qingyu looked around the ladies who had covered the furnace with sleeves, and handed the furnace to the maid, with a smile: "Then, can I trouble this aunt to help me send it out to my servant?"

The hand furnace is made of gold, and the shape is exquisitely inlaid with fine gems. The maid realized that this thing is valuable at a glance, she smiled contemptuously in her heart, and said with a smile on her face: "Okay." Then she turned around and left and turned. Put the hand stove into your sleeve when you go out.

Hey, I just told Yan Qi. Just use a brass one. I didn’t listen. Ling Qingyu sighed and put her hands in her sleeves. She wore two layers of **** and a cotton jacket. , A thick cotton-padded jacket, a dress, and a large cloak of sable fur outside. It won't be cold even if you stand in the snow. The heat of the stove is really nothing.

However, the sight of contempt, contempt, and contempt around her is really uncomfortable. Especially, in front of such a crowded hall, there is still more than half a meter of open space around her, which really makes her a little embarrassed.

There is still some time before dawn, and the queen mother and queen will not be so soon. Everyone will stand outside and wait, and there will be fine chats in the crowd.

"Mrs. Yang?" Ling Qingyu, who was looking at the sky and counting the stars with his ears closed, was taken aback, then looked at the lady in her thirties who did not know when she walked by her side, and pointed to herself. Seeing the other party nodded with a smile, he smiled and said, "Hello."

"The concubine is the elder son of Ji Guo," seeing Ling Qingyu's dazed appearance, the lady smiled: "The concubine's family name is high."

"Mrs. Gao!" Ling Qingyu nodded and gestured with a smile. Mrs. Guo Gong Shizi, doesn't the official seem to be small?

"Hehe," Madam Gao chuckled softly, and said, "Thanks to Madam Yang's help, my four younger siblings didn't die or die. Thank you Madam Yang."

Ling Qingyu came back to his senses, daring to feel that this was the son of Gao Bingyang's family, the prince of the country, and it was no wonder that his wife had such virtue.

"It's just a matter of convenience, no need to thank you." Ling Qingyu smiled.

Mrs. Gao was originally ordered by her mother-in-law to come over. Seeing this person's description was really unbearable, she looked uncomfortable with her bloated appearance. She had finished speaking, and nodded as a sign before returning to the hall, standing behind her mother-in-law. "What kind of person is it?" Mrs. Gao asked in a low voice. Ji Guogong was full of praise for Yang Zhao. Although the Gao family belonged to the Zhao family faction, Ji Guogong directly said that there is no one in the Zhao family, or that no one in Da Zhou can compare Yang Zhao. That can open up territory and expand territory. general. Before I came, I told the old lady that if I could, I would help take care of that Yang Zhao’s wife. The old lady’s favor with Madam Yang came from what her younger son said, that the man saved the life of the fourth daughter-in-law. Of course, The younger son also sued his fourth daughter-in-law.

"Very fat," Mrs. Gao whispered, looked around, and then whispered: "It seems that I don't understand etiquette very well, I really don't know what General Yang fancy to her."

Mrs. Gao gave a cry and stopped speaking. Although she thanked the woman for saving her grandson's life, according to the eldest daughter-in-law, she was not a worthy person, so forget it.

After waiting for about an hour, after the sky was slightly bright, there was finally a movement. With the sound of the queen mother driving to the queen, the front of the hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone who had been tired stood up straight and kept their bodies in their best condition to welcome you. The arrival of the two highest-ranking women in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Ling Qingyu followed the crowd. Although there was a vacuum zone around him, following the actions taught by the mother and then staring at the person in front of him, Ling Qingyu didn’t make a mistake in the whole process. It’s just that she wears a lot of clothes. Tired enough.

After the worship, the queen mother went back to change clothes, and the wives had to wait for the rewarded feast.

After eating the cold meal, you can go back. Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the cold wind for more than two hours. Even if she wore a lot, she was still trembling with the cold. Her two calves were even more painful. It seemed that the bone was about to start cracking again.

"Allow, don't get in the way." The two court ladies said impatiently when they passed the passage carrying the food box.

Ling Qingyu looked at the passageway half a meter away from him, and then took a step outside without making a sound, and looked back when he saw the lady next to him who was disgusted.

As soon as she moved back, she poured a pot of soup on her luxurious sable cloak.

Ling Qingyu looked at the palace lady in a flustered voice while holding the kerchief to wipe the soup, while whispering: "I'm sorry, you take it off first, I'll wipe it clean for you. "While speaking, without waiting for Ling Qingyu to speak, he and the court lady next to her solved her cloak with extremely fast movements, and then left the passage.

Yan Qi, that sable cloak is so expensive, I told you to use rabbit fur! Ling Qingyu sighed inwardly, looked at the third-class dress on her, thinking that this will never be stripped again, right? But with just these means, then it would be easy to pass.

Just thinking of this, a little snow fluttered up, and seeing the ladies around him put on the hood of the cloak, Ling Qingyu, who had lost the cloak's body temperature suddenly dropped, cursed to herself.

Between the passages where she was standing was the vent, and the snow and cold wind became even stronger, and it soon got wet on her dress.

It seems that those who can't run back today are going to be sick.

"Give me another splash of water on her, don't see her freezing to death!" Princess Huayang stirred the veil and said bitterly. To follow her wishes, she should be punished for a few knees in the wind today. She was young, or dragged out and killed, but the mother was not allowed, saying that the assassination hadn’t passed. Now she’s too eye-catching to move her in the palace. To do so will have to wait until next year. After all, Yang Zhao still has One hundred thousand elite soldiers killed his wife so obviously, it was tantamount to setting up an enemy directly, and would give the Wang family an excuse.

If not for the throne of my brother! Princess Huayang said bitterly: "Go, pour me a bowl of ice water, and then add some poison to that cold rice? Didn't the thirteen emperors send some poison a few days ago? Yes! It's that ten days of ecstasy!"

When a basin of ice water fell from the sky, Ling Qingyu thought, okay, today I have a grudge against water! Princess, can you be more naive!

Ling Qingyu, who was drenched all over, just glanced sideways at the two eunuchs, turned his head back without saying anything, and straightened the crown that had been drenched by the water, his face was not like that anymore. With a smirk, his eyes shined brightly, his hands were placed in his sleeves, his head was slightly raised, and the back that had been arched straightened.

With a slight glance, the two eunuchs took a step back, looking at the woman who was still bloated but seemed to have the majesty of an absolute superior, which made people unconsciously lowered her head, her back was slightly cold, and then she turned and ran. Away.

The lady standing around her unknowingly took a half step back. This time it was no longer because of resentment, but was forced by the momentum to shrink her body and walk away.

Waiting for the eunuchs and maids to deliver the meals one by one, and ate the cold rice that was obviously mixed with things in the cold wind, until the **** announced that he would walk out, Ling Qingyu kept his back straight and graceful. Freely, even though his hair and clothes are all drenched, he still wears a faintly elegant and decent smile, as if he is in the spring of spring, he is all at ease and content, and walking is more relaxed like walking in the garden.

"You said she is not worthy of Yang Zhao?!" Mrs. Gao looked at that figure and whispered to his daughter-in-law with anger.

Madam Gao is a little dumbfounded, this! This change is too big, it's totally two people! How could that stupid woman just now become so energetic, that kind of aura like contempt of the world, is definitely not owned by their back house women.

If he did not see the slight dodge behavior of the ladies next to him, Ling Qingyu slowly followed the person in front of him out of the palace gate without squinting, stood outside the palace gate and scanned it, then walked to the place where he got off.

Many ladies came out, the carriage outside was squeezed into one piece, but the place where she got off was a half-meter empty beside the carriage of Ling's family.

The murderous venting made the three of the servants voluntarily retreat, their eyes suddenly red when they saw Ling Qingyu who came by.

The lantern held by the **** exudes a dim light. When Ling Qingyu took two steps, his figure was reflected by the light, and the **** watched her curiously, and the **** made a chuckle. The woman Yang Zhao refused to marry the beautiful Huayang Princess? Don't talk about the face, this height is better than the average woman. What's the matter with such a bloated figure?

Yan Qi jumped out of the car, put a large cloak in purple mink fur on her, and then stepped back.

In the eyes of the **** that were about to fall out, Ling Qingyu gracefully gathered the cloak that made her more bloated, and then whispered, "Please lead the way."

When she was speaking, Yan Qi had already placed a very heavy purse in the hands of the eunuch. The **** squinted slightly, retracted his eyeballs, coughed slightly, and said, "Please come with us."

Seeing that Ling Qingyu followed the **** into the palace gate and disappeared behind the palace gate with a group of ladies in fancy dresses, Yan Qi jumped into the driver's seat, followed the guidance of the **** outside, and stopped at the place where the carriage stopped.

"Seven Lord?" Ying Shisan called out worriedly.

"Wait." Yan Qi muttered while looking at the sky full of stars.

Ling Qingyu did not expect that there would be so many noble ladies who would come to attend the Great Dynasty Meeting. It seemed that they could not see the side at a glance, and the whole Zhaoyang Hall was crowded. Those who could enter the Hall were the relatives of the emperor and the country. Madams of the first-class and super-class, third-class like Ling Qingyu, can only be placed in the back and arranged at the intersection of a passage. The cold wind blows through the two passages, bringing a bitter chill.

"Mrs. Yang," the palace maid who brought her here said with a fit smile: "Please give me the hand stove. You are not allowed to bring this in the palace."

Not allowed? Ling Qingyu looked around the ladies who had covered the furnace with sleeves, and handed the furnace to the maid, with a smile: "Then, can I trouble this aunt to help me send it out to my servant?"

The hand furnace is made of gold, and the shape is exquisitely inlaid with fine gems. The maid realized that this thing is valuable at a glance, she smiled contemptuously in her heart, and said with a smile on her face: "Okay." Then she turned around and left and turned. Put the hand stove into your sleeve when you go out.

Hey, I just told Yan Qi. Just use a brass one. I didn’t listen. Ling Qingyu sighed and put her hands in her sleeves. She wore two layers of **** and a cotton jacket. , A thick cotton-padded jacket, a dress, and a large cloak of sable fur outside. It won't be cold even if you stand in the snow. The heat of the stove is really nothing.

However, the sight of contempt, contempt, and contempt around her is really uncomfortable. Especially, in front of such a crowded hall, there is still more than half a meter of open space around her, which really makes her a little embarrassed.

There is still some time before dawn, and the queen mother and queen will not be so soon. Everyone will stand outside and wait, and there will be fine chats in the crowd.

"Mrs. Yang?" Ling Qingyu, who was looking at the sky and counting the stars with his ears closed, was taken aback, then looked at the lady in her thirties who did not know when she walked by her side, and pointed to herself. Seeing the other party nodded with a smile, he smiled and said, "Hello."

"The concubine is the elder son of Ji Guo," seeing Ling Qingyu's dazed appearance, the lady smiled: "The concubine's family name is high."

"Mrs. Gao!" Ling Qingyu nodded and gestured with a smile. Mrs. Guo Gong Shizi, doesn't the official seem to be small?

"Hehe," Madam Gao chuckled softly, and said, "Thanks to Madam Yang's help, my four younger siblings didn't die or die. Thank you Madam Yang."

Ling Qingyu came back to his senses, daring to feel that this was the son of Gao Bingyang's family, the prince of the country, and it was no wonder that his wife had such virtue.

"It's just a matter of convenience, no need to thank you." Ling Qingyu smiled.

Mrs. Gao was originally ordered by her mother-in-law to come over. Seeing this person's description was really unbearable, she looked uncomfortable with her bloated appearance. She had finished speaking, and nodded as a sign before returning to the hall, standing behind her mother-in-law.

"What kind of person is it?" Mrs. Gao asked in a low voice. Ji Guogong was full of praise for Yang Zhao. Although the Gao family belonged to the Zhao family faction, Ji Guogong directly said that there is no one in the Zhao family, or that no one in Da Zhou can compare Yang Zhao. That can open up territory and expand territory. general. Before I came, I told the old lady that if I could, I would help take care of that Yang Zhao’s wife. The old lady’s favor with Madam Yang came from what her younger son said, that the man saved the life of the fourth daughter-in-law. Of course, The younger son also sued his fourth daughter-in-law.

"Very fat," Mrs. Gao whispered, looked around, and then whispered: "It seems that I don't understand etiquette very well, I really don't know what General Yang fancy to her."

Mrs. Gao gave a cry and stopped speaking. Although she thanked the woman for saving her grandson's life, according to the eldest daughter-in-law, she was not a worthy person, so forget it.

After waiting for about an hour, after the sky was slightly bright, there was finally a movement. With the sound of the queen mother driving to the queen, the front of the hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone who had been tired stood up straight and kept their bodies in their best condition to welcome you. The arrival of the two highest-ranking women in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Ling Qingyu followed the crowd. Although there was a vacuum zone around him, following the actions taught by the mother and then staring at the person in front of him, Ling Qingyu didn’t make a mistake in the whole process. It’s just that she wears a lot of clothes. Tired enough.

After the worship, the queen mother went back to change clothes, and the wives had to wait for the rewarded feast.

After eating the cold meal, you can go back. Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the cold wind for more than two hours. Even if she wore a lot, she was still trembling with the cold. Her two calves were even more painful. It seemed that the bone was about to start cracking again.

"Allow, don't get in the way." The two court ladies said impatiently when they passed the passage carrying the food box.

Ling Qingyu looked at the passageway half a meter away from him, and then took a step outside without making a sound, and looked back when he saw the lady next to him who was disgusted.

As soon as she moved back, she poured a pot of soup on her luxurious sable cloak.

Ling Qingyu looked at the palace lady in a flustered voice while holding the kerchief to wipe the soup, while whispering: "I'm sorry, you take it off first, I'll wipe it clean for you. "While speaking, without waiting for Ling Qingyu to speak, he and the court lady next to her solved her cloak with extremely fast movements, and then left the passage.

Yan Qi, that sable cloak is so expensive, I told you to use rabbit fur! Ling Qingyu sighed inwardly, looked at the third-class dress on her, thinking that this will never be stripped again, right? But with just these means, then it would be easy to pass.

Just thinking of this, a little snow fluttered up, and seeing the ladies around him put on the hood of the cloak, Ling Qingyu, who had lost the cloak's body temperature suddenly dropped, cursed to herself.

Between the passages where she was standing was the vent, and the snow and cold wind became even stronger, and it soon got wet on her dress.

It seems that those who can't run back today are going to be sick.

"Give me another splash of water on her, don't see her freezing to death!" Princess Huayang stirred the veil and said bitterly. To follow her wishes, she should be punished for a few knees in the wind today. She was young, or dragged out and killed, but the mother was not allowed, saying that the assassination hadn’t passed. Now she’s too eye-catching to move her in the palace. To do so will have to wait until next year. After all, Yang Zhao still has One hundred thousand elite soldiers killed his wife so obviously, it was tantamount to setting up an enemy directly, and would give the Wang family an excuse.

If not for the throne of my brother! Princess Huayang said bitterly: "Go, pour me a bowl of ice water, and then add some poison to that cold rice? Didn't the thirteen emperors send some poison a few days ago? Yes! It's that ten days of ecstasy!"

When a basin of ice water fell from the sky, Ling Qingyu thought, okay, today I have a grudge against water! Princess, can you be more naive!

Ling Qingyu, who was drenched all over, just glanced sideways at the two eunuchs, turned his head back without saying anything, and straightened the crown that had been drenched by the water, his face was not like that anymore. With a smirk, his eyes shined brightly, his hands were placed in his sleeves, his head was slightly raised, and the back that had been arched straightened.

With a slight glance, the two eunuchs took a step back, looking at the woman who was still bloated but seemed to have the majesty of an absolute superior, which made people unconsciously lowered her head, her back was slightly cold, and then she turned and ran. Away.

The lady standing around her unknowingly took a half step back. This time it was no longer because of resentment, but was forced by the momentum to shrink her body and walk away.

Waiting for the eunuchs and maids to deliver the meals one by one, and ate the cold rice that was obviously mixed with things in the cold wind, until the **** announced that he would walk out, Ling Qingyu kept his back straight and graceful. Freely, even though his hair and clothes are all drenched, he still wears a faintly elegant and decent smile, as if he is in the spring of spring, he is all at ease and content, and walking is more relaxed like walking in the garden.

"You said she is not worthy of Yang Zhao?!" Mrs. Gao looked at that figure and whispered to his daughter-in-law with anger.

Madam Gao is a little dumbfounded, this! This change is too big, it's totally two people! How could that stupid woman just now become so energetic, that kind of aura like contempt of the world, is definitely not owned by their back house women.

If he did not see the slight dodge behavior of the ladies next to him, Ling Qingyu slowly followed the person in front of him out of the palace gate without squinting, stood outside the palace gate and scanned it, then walked to the place where he got off.

Many ladies came out, the carriage outside was squeezed into one piece, but the place where she got off was a half-meter empty beside the carriage of Ling's family.

The murderous venting made the three of the servants voluntarily retreat, their eyes suddenly red when they saw Ling Qingyu who came by.