Schemes in Royal Palace

Teng father-in-law swallowed, but his mother could not find a rebuttal. He frowned and finally had to compromise: "the mother should try to go to a place with many people. Be careful when this place is deserted..."

"You're the most wordy eunuch I've ever seen in our palace. If you talk nonsense, we'll ask Bai zhantang to give you another shot."

"... the slave is gone! Take care, madam!"

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"That girl is so beautiful!" the old man selling chaos stared at the cold Yan Xin standing at the door of Fuchun building.

He has seen such a beautiful girl in his lifetime.

"Don't be ashamed, what are you looking at?" the old woman grabbed the old man's ear and asked coldly.

"Dead woman... You... You let go, ah... It hurts..."

"I'll show you enough... The old woman directly dragged the old man out of the chaos store and left him in the middle of the road, stomping angrily and leaving.

Leng Qingyan noticed the old man and went to help him up. "Old man, where's your family? It's dangerous in the middle of the road."

The old man can't come back. Such a beautiful girl is holding him! If he had been young for decades, he would have confessed to the girl. Now that he is in this grade, he can only have an eye addiction.

"Thank you, girl. I'm old... Before the old man finished, the old woman's voice remembered and said," girl, leave him alone. He's an old madman. Come in and have a bowl of chaos. Aunt please. "

Leng Qingyan looked at the old man and then looked at the old woman and went in. The hot chaos soon came up. After a few bites, she put down her chopsticks and was ready to go. Suddenly, the conversation of several men at the table behind her began to sound.

"Brother Zhang, did you hear that Liu Xiang changed the food for disaster relief and was punished by God."

"He also moved the food for disaster relief. It's really not a good thing! God doesn't accept it. Who does he accept?"

"I heard Liu Xiang was infected with the plague!"

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Leng Qingyan slowly picked up his chopsticks and put a chaos into his mouth, pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation behind him.

Liu Xiang is really plagued!

Clove didn't lie, so who let Liu Xiang get the plague! The emperor's people haven't taken action, and the people he arranged haven't taken action. Who will let Liu Xiang catch the plague?

After leaving the chaos store, the sky gradually darkened, a rolling thunder fell, and the heavy rain fell without warning.

The rain in winter penetrated into the cold of her bones, and the unbridled wind swept her gorgeous face, and her cloak was blown away. Fortunately, she wore thick clothes today, and the rain did not penetrate into her clothes. Her fine hair and temples were wet by the rain, and her head was a little dizzy and uncomfortable. Her steps under her feet were unstable, and her body stumbled into the puddle on the ground, and her clothes were all wet, She winced in the cold.

"Don't you know who to take when you go out?" a familiar voice sounded overhead.

Leng Qingyan slowly raised his eyes to the man's eyes. His black and white eyes were full of blame. Tang yuntu frowned and Mei looked at herself. Leng Qingyan looked at him straightly, and asked faintly in a cold voice, "the Minister of household is very idle! He follows the palace all day."

"Imperial concubine, you misunderstood! I just happened to pass by!" Tang yuntu stretched out his hand, looked at her calmly and said.

Happened to pass by!

Leng Qingyan looked at Tang yuntu with a smile, and his eyes fell on his robe. He was wearing a moon white robe with some patterns embroidered on it. There was a belt inlaid with white jade around his waist, and the brocade boots on his feet were dirty. It was obvious that he was following himself all the way. He didn't want to admit it, and his cold face didn't touch him. He glanced at the hand.

The fingers are slender, the knuckles are clear, and there are many calluses in the palm. Some places are dry and cracked. Where is a pair of literati's hands? He stretched out his hands on his big hands. As soon as he exerted his strength, he pulled her up. Her body was unstable, shook twice and jumped into Tang yuntu's solid arms.

Tang yuntu's heart beat disorderly, and his hand stretched out rigidly to hold Leng Qingyan. Leng Qingyan blushed, pushed him away, stared at him and said, "you dare to be rude to this palace, be careful that your majesty cuts off your head!"

Tang yuntu's hand froze in the air for a moment and slowly retracted. He lowered his eyes to hide his inner loss. He looked at Leng Qingyan faintly and said, "what's the matter with Yu Chen who rushed in by herself?"

"··" Leng Qingyan Yusai bit his teeth and stared at him.

When can Tang yuntu say that!

"Minister... Send your mother back to the palace!" said Tang yuntu.

"The palace can go back by itself. Don't bother Mr. Tang."

"··" Tang yuntu hooked the corner of his mouth, silently looked at Leng Qingyan, threw the oil paper umbrella on the ground for a long time, turned and left.

Leng Qingyan looked at Tang yuntu and walked into the rain curtain. His eyes moved down on the oil paper umbrella he threw on the ground. He was stunned for a moment, slowly squatted down, picked up the oil paper umbrella, and then raised his eyes. Tang yuntu's figure had disappeared.

At the dawn of the lantern, the housekeeper of the royal residence was called to the door by the guard. At one glance, he knelt down in fear, stretched out his hand to knock off the guard's hat and scolded: "dog slave, you dare to stop, but I don't want to get out of the way." after teaching the guard, he turned to look at the embarrassed cold Yan with a flattering smile and said: "Imperial concubine and empress, it's windy outside. Come into the house quickly. I'll let someone prepare fragrant Soup for her."

Leng Qingyan nodded, walked into the door of the palace and returned to Nanyuan.

Lingzi hurriedly handed Mrs. Tang to Leng Qingyan to warm her hands without asking a word. Clove was not calm when she saw Leng Qingyan's appearance. Father Teng stood there trembling. He even delayed his time. The embarrassment of the imperial concubine and empress was bullied!

Father Teng is more and more afraid. The imperial concubine is the emperor's favorite concubine! If something happens to the imperial concubine, he will be responsible for everything.

"Is Xiaotao back?" Leng Qingyan asked, looking up at lilac.

"Go back to your mother. Sister Xiaotao has just come back. Do you want her to come over?" clove asked with a smile.

"Lingzi, you ask Xiaotao to come later. Lilac, come and bathe the palace!" Leng Qingyan said.

In the bath bucket made of camphor wood, there are bright petals floating. In the curling fog, the woman's skin is like coagulated fat and her hair is like ink. Several petals are stained on the green lotus root arm, and the bright petals are lining her skin white.

Lilac scooped up water with a ladle and poured it on Leng Qingyan's shoulder. The warm water mixed with petals slowly slid over Leng Qingyan's round fragrant shoulder. A little petals stained on her, which was very sentimental. Lilac said with envy: "your mother, your skin is good!"

"When did your mouth become so sweet?" Leng Qingyan asked with a smile.

Lilac was rarely praised. When she was happy, she worked harder to please her and said, "the imperial concubine and empress are beautiful, and the maidservant is telling the truth!"

"Ha ha!" Leng Qingyan chuckled, how about national beauty and natural fragrance! What Duanxian imperial concubine said that day was still in her ears, "woman! Even if she has a beautiful face, she can't compare with the one who lives in other people's heart!"

national beauty and heavenly fragrance -- peony!