"What, miss?" Chuanling's inquiring gaze was a little unconsciously cautious, and even she didn't notice it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's nothing, it's funny-" Nanyue suddenly laughed, but immediately straightened out: "You can negotiate with the eunuch guarding the palace now, go out to the palace gate, find the best pharmacy, and help me catch all the snow lotus medicinal materials I can find." After thinking about it, he added: "Forget it, the other medicinal materials will also come back a little, so as not to use them in the future." ”

"Well, I'll go. Fang wanted to take a step, but turned his head and glanced at Nanyue worriedly, "Miss, you, are you really okay?"

"I said it was to tease you, who would have thought you would be so careless. Nan Yue held her face with her hands, tapped her cheeks with ten fingers, and grimaced at Chuanling and pretended to be relaxed: "A few of them have no enmity with me, it's really fine." ”

Seeing that Chuanling was still suspicious, she had to stay and push her out step by step: "Silly girl, be careful about excessive gray hair, go quickly, my medicinal herbs are really serious." ”

"Okay...... I'll go. ”

Chuanling never called herself a slave, because in her childhood memory, her young lady never allowed her to call herself like this. In Nanyue's eyes, even insects, fish, birds and beasts have never been distinguished from people, she can tolerate thousands of things in her heart, and she can pretend to be thousands of equals. But the more such a young lady is, the more frightened she is, Nanyue's thin and small body looks light and light in front of anyone, but she seems to have always carried the whole world on her shoulders.

Nanyue confirmed that Chuanling walked away, and her big eyes were slightly distracted. She often hates herself like this, and sees everything too thoroughly and too really, so her life adds a lot of sorrow. However, she alone knows where the sand is. She hopes that the people around her are simply refreshing, so that she can use their lightness to wash away the heaviness of her body when she is occasionally tired.

Occasionally, Nanyue has become Nanyue with radiant eyes again, isn't it good to be so high-spirited, she can have endless energy to deal with the pile of twists and turns prepared for her by the Queen Mother, to deal with the ministers in the court of the Ming Dynasty, and the women in the harem who are even sadder than her. - Compared with them, she would rather have her own sorrow that she can see.

Nanyue left all the maids behind and went to the Shengxuan Hall alone. What surprised her was that Wan Yan Min was not in the hall, which was the result of her search inside and out for a quarter of an hour.

Nan Yue was so tired that she collapsed on the yellow rosewood chair in front of the window, held the pot and drank a few sips of tea, and after a few turns in her dark and bright eyes, she simply asked, "Yufeng, where is your master?"

Yufeng guarded the door, his face and the scale armor on his body were defeated by the moonlight, but his tone was even more warm than the moonlight: "Back to the mother's words, the emperor loves the moonlight in the sky every fifteen, and since he was a child, he has the habit of going to the mountain and wood Qionglin to admire the moon on a full moon night, and no one is allowed to accompany him. ”

"Last night, due to the wedding with his mother, it was delayed, and the emperor insisted on making up for it today. When he replied, his eyes were always straight and straight ahead, and his gaze did not fall half an inch on Nanyue.

"Oh, you didn't even follow?"

At first, the Queen Mother was not at ease, and ordered her ministers to secretly guard, but every time Her Highness entered Qionglin, she disappeared. ”

After a pause, he added: "But the emperor returns unharmed every time, so don't worry about it." ”

After the words fell, the hall was cleared, and there was no sound.

Nan Yue's heart was full of doubts, but she didn't want to ask any more. Even for a person like Wan Yan Min who has a dustless thought in his heart, how can there be no temple where no one is allowed to disturb him. Mu Qionglin is a place where the idiot emperor Wanyan Min can cry and laugh alone without having to explain to anyone.

Suddenly, the afterglow touched the mountain of twists and turns on the table, and shook his tired head. Nanyue, Nanyue, what's wrong with you today, or hurry up and work, seek a place to live in this broken palace, and do what you have to do. Immediately rolled up his sleeves and said to Yufeng: "Get a pen and paper for this palace." ”

Hearing this, Yu Feng acted silently and quickly found a good pen, ink, paper and inkstone, holding these materials in his hand, and his body was always as straight as his eyes: "Where is Niangniang going to read." ”

Nan Yue folded her hands in front of her chest, looked at the entire room with a frown, and pointed to the Ziyu case in front of the front window: "Just there." ”

"Mother, don't be here. ”

"Why? Pay attention to the way you talk to Hongu. ”

"This is the emperor's case. The pitch was noticeably raised by one degree.

"Imperial case!" Nan Yue snorted lightly, almost not laughing, "You can tell me which major national affairs your emperor has solved in this imperial case, whether he sharpens the slingshot or fights the crickets on it." ”

"Please pay attention to the attitude towards the emperor. The tone was still cold, but the attitude of the speech was much more aggravated, and there was obviously something in the voice that was strong and hidden.

Nanyue had already noticed that Yu Feng was abnormal, and he provoked him more and more with words: "If good things are used in the wrong place, they will come to this world for nothing." If this royal case is born to give Wan Yan Min a foolish plaything, it is really a pity for this good skin carved and jade!"

As soon as these words came out, as Nanyue expected, a chill that Nanyue had never seen in him flashed in Yu Feng's eyes, and the sword he carried with him was withdrawn between the lightning and fire, and a phantom moved on Nanyue's shoulder: "Anyone who insults the emperor is an insult to his subordinates." The anger in his eyes and the chill in his body were not disobedient.

Nanyue was surprised, what kind of power did Wan Yan Min have, so that Yu Feng did not hesitate to make such a crazy move because of a word.

Sabre-rattling, Nanyue's brain and the wrath of the wind compete in the bleak night wind.

......A muffled sound outside the door ended the confrontation, and a tall figure fell to the ground with a muffled sound, a dense layer of sweat on his face, and the red lips of the demon on weekdays had long been bloodless. Nanyue and Yufeng couldn't help but react at the same time, who was this Wan Yanmin.