Taking a deep breath, putting aside the chaotic and troublesome thoughts in her mind, Leng Qing tried her best to say in a relaxed tone: "Anyway, Qin's matter is in the past, and there is only one thing I still can't figure out......"

Leng Qing raised her right hand as she spoke, spreading out her right hand clenched into a fist under the eyelids of Wang Quan and herself, a very small and delicate porcelain white medicine bottle was lying quietly in Leng Qing's palm, and a small pinch of red cloth was stuffed at the mouth of the bottle, which was particularly conspicuous by Leng Qing's fair skin and porcelain white bottle.

Looking at the small porcelain white medicine bottle lying quietly in the palm of his hand, Leng Qing said to Wang Quan with a puzzled face: "Yan Ziming...... I mean, your grandfather, your grandfather told me before, Mo ...... Concubine De Niangniang, she never interfered in the fight between the queen and the imperial concubine, but why did she help me today, a person I had never met? Before leaving, she specially asked the palace maid to bring me such a bottle of medicine to heal my wounds......"

Because of the poor title of Yan Ziming and Mo Wenlan, Leng Qing was stuck twice, but fortunately, Wang Quan didn't seem to mind Leng Qing calling the word "Yan Ziming" very much.

Wang Quan didn't mind at all, but Wang Quan felt that as long as Leng Qing didn't call his master's real name, it would be fine......

However, when Wang Quan followed Leng Qing's words and saw the small porcelain white medicine bottle lying in Leng Qing's palm, Wang Quan, who had never been out of tune, frowned slightly at a rare sight.

This small porcelain white medicine bottle Wang Quan knew, it was handed over to Leng Qing by a pink-clothed palace maid with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, and she felt comfortable when she looked at it, and when they walked out of the door of the Fuqin Palace, she handed it over to Leng Qing in front of him, Yan Ziming, and Mu Wen.

The little palace maid said that Concubine De saw Leng Qing's finger cut by a broken string, which is not a big deal, but Leng Qing was also scratched by a broken string and injured her right cheek, which is a big or small matter. Concubine De Niangniang means that the woman's face is the most unhurtable place, and she needs to be cared for! And Leng Qing was frightened in Yixin Palace for no reason when she entered the palace at the beginning of today, in order to show comfort, Concubine De Niangniang specially ordered her to go to her palace to get this small porcelain white medicine bottle, which contained the best medicine in the palace to treat injuries and fades, and the little palace maid also specially instructed Leng Qing to use it with confidence......

Wang Quan was already standing on Leng Qing's right side. At this moment, he looked up at Leng Qing's right face along Leng Qing's right hand, and on the cheek with jade skin, a slender scratch that was no more than a centimeter long actually looked so abrupt.

However, Xu is because the wound is not deep. There wasn't much blood oozing, and after a lot of tossing, the scratch on Leng Qing's right face had already healed naturally, and because of this, Leng Qing couldn't feel the pain on his right face anymore.

Retract your gaze. Wang Quanwu quickened his pace and chased in the direction where Yan Ziming and Mu Wen were far away, Leng Qing only heard Wang Quan's two words thrown down lightly: "The most difficult thing to guess in this court is the mind of the nobles...... Maybe I happened to meet Concubine De Niangniang today, she was in a good mood, and she took care of your business...... I said you go quickly, it's cold outside, hurry back to Weide Palace to bake the fire!"

Looking at the small porcelain white medicine bottle lying in the palm of her right hand, Leng Qing could only shake her head and sigh: Wang Quan is not wrong in what he said, it is the so-called needle in a woman's heart! Especially this kind of woman who is crawling and rolling under the high walls of the Sixth Palace, that heart is as difficult to guess as a bottomless abyss......

Slowly retract your five fingers and hold the small porcelain white medicine bottle in your palm firmly in your hand. Leng Qing quickened her pace and chased in the direction where Yan Ziming and the three of them were gone.

No matter what kind of calculations Mo Wenlan made today and helped her, one thing she knew was that in this court full of intrigues and intrigues, the person who could sit in the position of the head of the four concubines would definitely not be a good person......

Weide Palace. Pure Heart Temple.

When Leng Qing Shanshan stepped into the door of the apse of the Qingxin Palace, there was no figure of Mu Wen in the empty hall, she only saw Yan Ziming and Wang Quan standing and sitting by the two silver carbon stoves that were still burning vigorously.

The person standing by the silver charcoal stove with his hands in his hands was Yan Ziming, he had returned to normalcy and did not pretend to be stupid anymore, which somewhat made Leng Qing look more pleasing to the eye.

Wang Quan turned his back in the direction of the door of the apse. Instead of sitting on the small stool by the silver charcoal stove, he sat cross-legged on the woolen felt floor by the fire, and a pair of bony white palms roasted over and over the edge of the scarlet charcoal fire.

When Leng Qing stepped into the door of the apse with one foot, she happened to hear Wang Quan say something similar to a conclusion. And the tone was very entangled: "Liang Lanyue's death, Dazhang Guo and Liangguo don't know how many moths will be born, it's really disturbing." ”

Adhering to the attitude of understanding everything in this other world thoroughly, finding out this other world as soon as possible, as well as her own curiosity, Leng Qing immediately took over the conversation and asked: "Isn't Liang Lanyue the Nine Emperor Daughters of Liangyoutian, the Emperor of Liangguo, dead?"

Suddenly, I heard Leng Qing's voice coming from behind me. Wang Quan subconsciously turned back to Leng Qing and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The cool tone showed that Wang Quan was in a very bad mood at the moment.

Yan Ziming's attitude was diametrically opposed to Wang Quan's, only to see Yan Ziming turn sideways slightly, and a pair of seductive Danfeng eyes quietly looked at Leng Qing, who stopped two steps away from him. Yan Ziming suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, and said in a mocking tone: "What's the matter?"

Looking at such an unruly Yan Ziming, Leng Qing was simply full of emotion in her heart: this is the Yan Ziming she is familiar with!

Yes, Leng Qing also hooked her lips and smiled, and the tone of her voice was also full of ridicule: "Yes! I wonder if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is willing to solve the little girl's doubts?"

Wang Quan, who was sitting on the ground, watched Yan Ziming and Leng Qing "show affection" as if no one was around, leaving him as a big living person aside and turning a blind eye, Wang Quan felt that he was traumatized in his heart, and it was a very strict trauma!

Retracting his hands from the fire, Wang Quan stood up with one hand on the ground and the other on his knees, and then patted the brown leather armor on his body very vigorously, so that Yan Ziming and Leng Qing couldn't help but look sideways at him, and Wang Quan stopped. Then, I saw Wang Quan's very chic figure turn, and while walking towards the door of the apse, he shook his head and muttered in a complaining tone: "Alas...... I think it's better for me to go farther, so that someone will think I'm an eyesore here......!

At first glance, it sounded like Wang Quan was talking to himself, but Yan Ziming and Leng Qing, who were standing opposite each other behind Wang Quan, heard it clearly, Wang Quan was complaining to the two of them unabashedly!

Turning to look at Wang Quan, who walked out of the door of the apse step by step, looking at Wang Quan's ponytail with a high bundle behind his head, because Wang Quan kept shaking his head, Leng Qing couldn't hold back for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice-

Obviously, like Mu Wen, they are all loyal people who follow Yan Ziming's side, why is the gap so big? ?

Thinking like this, Leng Qing said to Yan Ziming behind her with disgust: "Yan Ziming, your subordinate is really a ...... that has not been met in 10,000 years" The voice paused for a while, Leng Qing thought about it, and picked up a word that she thought Yan Ziming should be able to understand: "Wonderful!!" "He should be able to understand!"

Following Leng Qing's line of sight to look at the door of the apse, which was already empty, Yan Ziming nodded thoughtfully, and took over in a rather approving tone: "Although I don't understand what 'wonderful' is, it shouldn't be a good word, so ...... Prince Ben also agreed!"

It is undeniable that Leng Qing was amused by Yan Ziming's words: I don't understand and still agree? It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also a wonder!

However, the thoughts in the hearts of Yan Ziming and Leng Qing are very rare and tacitly unified at this moment: a good big man with a normal appearance, why can't Wang Quan be like Mu Wen, just by looking at it can make people feel very reliable! Why bother......

Thinking like this, Leng Qing shook her head a little suffocatedly, retracted her gaze, Leng Qing walked to the small stool by the silver carbon stove and sat down, and stretched out her little hands that were as white as jade to bake the fire.

When she was in the Zuo Nuan Pavilion of the Fuqin Hall of Yixin Palace, Leng Qing was wearing thick clothes, and she was a little hot and stuffy by the overly warm air in the warm pavilion, but she couldn't take off the thick air on her body in front of Yan Wulan and the palace concubines, so Leng Qing could only endure it.

As a result, Leng Qing endured this endurance until he walked out of Fuqin Hall and left Yixin Palace, and endured a thin sweat......

I never thought that Leng Qing blew a cold wind when she left the gate of Fuqin Palace, and on the way back to Weide Palace, Leng Qing was wantonly blown all the way by the cold wind in the north, and the sweat on Leng Qing's body was completely blown cold, Leng Qing only felt cold all over her body at this time, and her brain was a little cold and numb.

Leng Qing pondered, she still roasted the fire first, only when her body was comfortable, this brain could function normally......

Yan Ziming knew Leng Qing's chill problem, and seeing Leng Qing like this at this moment, he estimated that Leng Qing would not ask him anything for a while, so he also followed Wang Quan's previous example, sitting cross-legged on the wool felt ground by the fire, a pair of white palms with distinct bones stretched out to the edge of the scarlet charcoal fire and roasted over and over.

Wang Quan sat on the ground before, Yan Ziming felt that he couldn't be as debauched as Wang Quan as the master, so he kept standing, and now there were only two people left in the apse, and Yan Ziming didn't have so many scruples, and his behavior was more relaxed.

Yan Ziming sat on the ground, and there was only a distance of less than one person between him and Leng Qing, such a close distance, and because he was sitting on Leng Qing's left side, Yan Ziming only needed to raise his eyes slightly to see Leng Qing's uninjured side face on the left side, which was extremely clear.

Yan Ziming asked himself how many times he and Leng Qing sat together so closely, if you really want to talk about it, this way north, he can be said to be tired of being by Leng Qing's side every day, but he has never looked at Leng Qing so closely, whether it is his appearance or expression, he has never ...... (To be continued.) )

PS: Today I saw a friend post such a status: "You are showing your legs in the southern sun, he is watching the snow fly in the greenhouse in the north, and I am cold and ghostly in the rainy day that is neither south nor north." Xiaomo stiffened his ten-finger code words in this rainy day that was neither south nor north...... It used to be very flexible ten fingers, but now it's hard to click on a keyboard /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~