Originally, Leng Qing didn't care who was talking, and she didn't plan to pay attention to it, after all, it was enough for her to bother with how to refuse Chen Yuhua's request, in case all the ghosts in this room attacked her, and Yan Ziming couldn't do her best to protect her, then she wouldn't be able to eat and leave today, and she really didn't have the extra heart to care about other people and things.

But at this moment, everyone in the warm pavilion has already told Leng Qing the identity of the person who came with practical actions, and Leng Qing feels that it doesn't seem right for her to sit so steadily like Mount Tai again......

Thinking of this, Leng Qing didn't even hesitate, only silently withdrew her gaze and lowered her head, silently turned sideways and turned to the direction of the door of the warm pavilion, and then silently slid directly from the small stool to the ground.

Because Mu Wen knelt in front of Leng Qing, his tall figure helped Leng Qing block a lot of eyes, and because the ground was covered with thick wool felt, Leng Qing was wearing thick wool, even if the room was quiet now, Leng Qing didn't make a sound when he knelt down. Just the moment her knees hit the ground, there were almost 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping through Leng Qing's heart......

"Get up, I just come and take a look after the morning when I have nothing to do, and I don't have to be so formal. The tone was still slow, and the voice was deep and magnetic, but the posture of the person on top was so clear.

"Emperor Xie!!" was still uneven, and the answer resounded throughout the Zuo Nuan Pavilion.

After the words fell, everyone in the warm pavilion got up one after another, and Leng Qing also stood up with Mu Wen who was kneeling in front of her.

As if a ghost made a god mess, after standing up, Leng Qing almost subconsciously dodged behind Mu Wen, who had broad shoulders and wide backs, so that Mu Wen's tall figure completely blocked her small body, and also blocked Leng Qing's own vision.

Wang Quan, who was standing behind Leng Qing, happened to see Leng Qing's small movements, and he didn't break it, but just laughed silently......

After the palace maids got up, they retreated to the place where they had served before and continued to stand respectfully, but Leng Qing stood stunned like the palace concubines, and did not dare to sit back again.

The people who came stood at the door of the warm pavilion, and did not enter the warm pavilion. The bright yellow and backlit back figure looked very tall, and the two open warm pavilion doors were stunned by this person's figure.

I saw that the person who came slowly twisted his neck and glanced at the palace concubines with different expressions in the warm pavilion, and finally I didn't know where the eyes fell, only to hear his low and magnetic voice ask: "On the way here, I heard that the queen has a faint sound here." It's a tune I've never heard before, so I guess the queen has recruited a new pianist into the palace?"

"The emperor is really keen, just listening to a piano song, he knows that a new pianist has been recruited into the palace, and the concubines admire it!" The person who said this was Chen Yuhua, but this time Chen Yuhua opened his mouth but not as warm as she had before. The soft and boneless voice made Leng Qing tremble subconsciously, and goosebumps fell to the ground in an instant.

Chen Yuhua walked towards the visitor while talking, her posture was graceful and charming, obviously stepping on the gray-white wool felt, but she walked out of every step of the way to feel like a lotus.

When Chen Yuhua's words fell, he happened to stop in front of the visitor, but Chen Yuhua did not talk to the visitor again, but turned his head and called softly to Leng Qing, who was hiding behind Mu Wen and did not even show a piece of his clothes: "Peony girl is shy? Come out quickly and meet the emperor. ”

Leng Qing didn't know what Chen Yuhua was having, but Leng Qing knew that as soon as Chen Yuhua spoke, and she still used this tone that seemed to be very familiar to her and Chen Yuhua, Leng Qing's intuition was absolutely not good!

While greeting Chen Yuhua's ancestors to the eighteenth generation fiercely in his heart, Leng Qing walked out from behind the Roshan of Muwen with his head bowed in resignation.

"Your Majesty, look at this peony girl, this peony girl has a thin face, your majesty, you stand here, and the peony girl doesn't even dare to raise her head. Leng Qing had just walked out from behind Mu Wen, and she hadn't stood still yet. I heard Chen Yuhua say with such a smile.

"Lift your head up and let me see. The low and magnetic voice was very cooperative with Chen Yuhua, and he immediately took over the conversation.

Leng Qing scolded Chen Yuhua a few words in her heart. But he could only reluctantly raise his head by stiffening his neck, and his eyes looked at the person from the bottom up.

Foot embroidered hook vine rice bead court boots, wearing bright yellow court clothes, embroidered dragon pattern, fire, clouds and other patterns, waist embroidered dragon pattern wide belt, with a withered yellow complexion. On the round chin, there is a mottled beard mixed with Chinese silk, thin lips slightly flushed with light purple, a high nose bridge, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes embedded in the deep sunken eye sockets, and some mottled hair is meticulously tied on the top of the head, which is covered by a golden silk dragon winged good crown.

Even if Shangguan Mei, Chen Yuhua and the others were silent before, just looking at such a costume, Leng Qing could imagine it with his toes, and now in this Red Ice Kingdom Palace, except for the current emperor Yanfeng Emperor Yan Wulan, there is no one who dares to dress like this and swagger around outside.

Moreover, although Yan Wulan is old, his demeanor and demeanor are long gone, but his narrow Danfeng eyes, as well as a tall nose bridge and slightly thin lips, how does this face look similar to Yan Ziming......

Just looking at Yan Wulan's withered yellow complexion, thin lips slightly tinged with light purple, and deep-set eye sockets, Leng Qing always had the feeling that Yan Wulan was terminally ill and had reached the point where the medicine stone was ineffective. But as soon as Yan Wulan opened his mouth in the next moment, Leng Qing didn't have this kind of thought-

I saw Yan Wulan squinting at Leng Qing with his narrow Danfeng eyes and looking at Leng Qing with unpredictable eyes, and the corner of his lips smiled a little strangely: "The skin is like clotted fat, the eyes are like silk, and the demeanor is charming, so she is a rare beauty!"

It's not that Leng Qing hasn't been praised for her good looks, but there are too many people who praise her, and she can use such frivolous words and praise with such a bad tone, Leng Qing is really the first time to hear it!

Hearing the sound of the strings and knowing its meaning, this is probably the most appropriate sentence that can best describe Leng Qing's thoughts now.

Thinking of the bad deeds that Yan Ziming had told her about Yan Wulan before, Leng Qing's face couldn't help but turn a little pale, but it was a pity that Leng Qing's skin was already fair, and no matter how white she thought about it at this time, she couldn't get anywhere.

According to common sense, Yan Wulan, as the king of a country, praised Leng Qing in front of so many people, Leng Qing should follow Yan Wulan's words to express her gratitude, but after thinking about it like this, Leng Qing didn't answer Yan Wulan's words, mainly because she didn't dare to answer!

Leng Qing just stalked her neck and looked at Yan Wulan like this, motionless, and after a while, Leng Qing felt a little exhausted: a group of ghosts and ghosts have not yet been settled, and here are evil ghosts who only plot against her, what kind of evil did she create in her last life......

When Leng Qing thought that even if Yan Wulan really had any bad thoughts, she would at least restrain herself in front of these palace concubines, but she was taken aback by Yan Wulan's sudden steps towards her.

Just as Leng Qing was hesitating whether to dodge before Yan Wulan approached her, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in the quiet warm pavilion: "Your Majesty, you also think that this red peony girl is as beautiful as a fairy! The concubine also thinks the same, but it's a pity that this red peony girl is from a flower building woman, otherwise with such an amazing beauty, why worry about the future!"

As soon as Yan Wulan heard this, he immediately stopped, and turned his head to look at Shangguan Mei who was standing in front of the high-grade golden silk nanmu throne under the wall on his right.

Shangguan Mei only maintained the same kind smile as before, and a pair of beautiful eyes quietly looked at Yan Wulan's gaze, calm and waveless, as if the person who said those words just now was not her.

And Leng Qing, she was beside Mu Wen, looking at Yan Wulan who was only one step away from her for a while, and then turning her head to look at Shangguan Mei who was more than ten steps away from her, in the silence of the room, Leng Qing always felt that there was a particularly strange atmosphere permeating the couple of Yan Wulan and Shangguan Mei.

The first to open his mouth to break the silence in the warm pavilion was not Yan Wulan, not Shangguan Mei, not Chen Yuhua, but Ying Concubine Song Qingqing!

I saw that Song, who had been silent under the suppression of Shangguan Mei, suddenly turned his head to look at Shangguan Mei, and then pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a soft tone: "The queen mother said this, doesn't she look down on the woman of the flower building......?

When Song Qingqing said this, she had a very arrogant demeanor, as if Yan Wulan would have someone to support her when she came, and she was not afraid of Shangguan flattery, but before Song Qingqing's words were finished, she was interrupted by Yan Wulan's voice that suddenly sounded-

"Queen, I am a little tired today, it just so happens that the queen has a new luthier who has been recruited into the palace, so let her play a refreshing song to get rid of my fatigue!" Yan Wulan spoke in his unique low and magnetic voice, as slow and leisurely as at the beginning, but Yan Wulan's feet turned, and he brushed Chen Yuhua's side and walked towards Shangguan Mei.

Whether it was Chen Yuhua or Song Qingqing, the other palace concubines present were stunned when they looked at Yan Wulan's figure at this moment. They don't understand, why Yan Wulan, who was still very interested in Leng Qing a moment ago, is like a different person the next moment, and he doesn't even want to look at Leng Qing more? ?

Especially Song Qingqing, she is the most dazed one. On weekdays, Yan Wulan dotes on her and almost spoils her to the sky, and after saying that she wants stars, Yan Wulan will never give the moon, but after Yan Wulan interrupted her words just now, she didn't even look at her......

Not only the palace concubines present, Leng Qing was also a little unclear about the current situation, she clearly felt Yan Wulan's evil intentions towards her just now, but after only saying a few words, Yan Wulan turned around and left as if she couldn't see her anymore...... (To be continued.) )

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