Schemes in Royal Palace

Zirong Palace

"Yes." Leng Qingyan sat on the throne, lifting the tea cover with her slender fingers. A smile like a cherry blossom bewitched everyone as she stared coldly at An Ziran, who was kneeling on the ground. "I didn't tell you to get up, so you're not allowed to."

"My concubine did not fight with my sister for the emperor's throne, she only played chess with him, drank wine, and chatted with him." The peaceful beauty's voice was filled with grievance, but the words she said clearly indicated the loss of favour on Leng Yanyan.

"Did I let you speak?" "Little Peach slapped me in the face." Leng Qingyan slammed the teacup lid with all her might, her voice calm and clear. A little beauty dared to talk back to her. Was she tired of living?

Clap clap clap! The crisp clap of a hand was loud in the hall. "Blood dripped from the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth. She glared at Little Peach and said," "If you dare hit me, I'll remember."

Another few crisp slaps.

"Hit me. Hit me hard." "If I didn't tell you to stop, don't stop." She looked coldly at the beautiful woman. He didn't know why he didn't like this beauty. She was so quiet, so quiet that it was scary. Her mouth was bleeding … but she was smiling. Her smile made Leng Wuqing feel uncomfortable. It was extremely uncomfortable.

"Stop." A dignified voice came from outside the door. "Peach was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and shouted," "Your majesty, mercy! Your majesty, mercy!"

"The Emperor is here!" Leng Qingyan smiled at the emperor who had just entered. That smile could be said to be the smile of a beauty that could topple empires and topple empires! The Emperor had always doted on her, so he believed that the Emperor would not punish her.

Leng Qingyan was very confident in herself. It was a pity that the current era was different from the past. How could the Emperor allow her to do whatever she wanted in her anger?! Without even looking at her, the emperor strode towards the beautiful woman. He used a golden silk handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth as he gently held her in his arms. "I forbid you to hurt her."

The emperor's voice was ice-cold. After saying that, he carried the beauty into his palanquin and left without even turning back.

As she watched his departing figure, a tear silently flowed down the corner of Leng Yanqing's mouth. His heart felt empty, painful! So painful!

She could not have imagined that the Emperor would come. Tears were dripping down the front of her dress, and a wry smile appeared on her face. "The most heartless of all, Your Majesty." She mumbled to herself and fell to the ground in disappointment.

More." Today, he was in a very good mood. His family members commented on it. Expectation.

Hee hee! The little girl revealed: 'Next up, An Ziran is going to capture the emperor. Xiao Shuren can't hold it in any longer …'

Yi Hall (Emperor's chamber)

"The Emperor laid An Ziran gently on the dragon bed and looked at her tenderly." "My beloved concubine will rest here tonight."

The emperor bent down and kissed the handsome face of An Ziran. At least this woman wouldn't lie to him. He shouldn't have ignored her.

"Thank you, your majesty." How happy he was with the other questions. The emperor has not allowed any women to stay in Yi Hall since he ascended to the throne! Today, it was all thanks to that woman beating her up that she was able to find a letter to sleep in. O? _? _? O ~

The candlelight in the hall was extinguished by the Emperor. The beautiful woman was very nervous. It had been a long time since the Emperor had given her any attention. Today was a happy day. The cold face must have been pissed off.

After an unknown period of time, the emperor still had not ascended to the dragon bed. The beautiful woman grew anxious as her beautiful eyes searched the surroundings for the Emperor's figure. She could see the emperor through the dim moonlight. He just stood there, perfectly straight and motionless. What was he thinking? Why didn't you come over? In the end, he couldn't let go of her cold face!

The emperor looked out the window at the dark night. A wry smile appeared on his face as he said, "Even if I was in the world, I still wouldn't be able to get such a cold face." Sigh! It was unknown when a cold expression had appeared in his heart. But when he understood, he realized that the woman had been lying to him. Why? Why was all this happening? He wanted to ask her if she had ever loved me, but he loved her, and he couldn't bring himself to ask. It was just like Qing`er back then. He wanted nothing more than to marry Qing`er because he had lost the love he had for her. This time …

clear face palace

The vase shattered to pieces, beads and jade ornaments, calligraphy and paintings … She didn't let a single one of them go. Even the palace maids and servants were scolded by her.

Very painful, but his heart was still very painful. She stared blankly at the messy room. Why? Why was his heart still moved?

The wind cut her cheek, but it was no worse than the pain in her heart.

What had happened to her?

"Burn them all for me!" Leng Jingyan threw a stack of paintings to the kneeling Little Peach.

"Yes." The paintings were all painted by the Emperor, with the exception of his cold face. "At the time, the emperor had said," "I want to paint every frown and smile of my beloved concubine, and my beloved concubine thinks it's good."

"Fake, all of them are fake, all of them are …." Tears fell from her eyes. Ever since her sister died, she had always wanted to become stronger and avenge her sister. Who would have thought that she would actually be moved to the point of being sincere. So bitter! Now, she finally understood why her sister said that her love with Tang Yuntu was not true love. Now she realized that loving someone really made her miserable. So bitter.

"So painful …"

"Your Highness, it's really going to burn …" Little Peach opened her scroll and stared at Leng Qingyan. It was painted by the Emperor, bestowed upon him by the emperor! Why didn't he chop himself up even after burning the emperor? She really didn't dare!

"Burn it, burn it all, burn it all for me."

The cold roar of a deity. I don't want to see it anymore. They were all fake. The Emperor's love was fake, everything was fake. She didn't want to see it ever again.

"Yes." Xiaotao didn't dare to say anything else, she picked up the scroll and quietly withdrew herself.