Chapter 3: The Art of Disgust 3

Before the saint's voice fell, Concubine Chen had already taken the lead, and knelt on the ground the moment Qingluan raised her head, her figure blocking the woman's body impartially. "The concubines have no way to train them, disturb the holy driver, please ask the emperor to condemn the crime."

"It doesn't matter. I just want to know how you sighed in this Ruixue trillion year, the best days. The emperor's voice was cold and there was a sense of richness, although it was majestic, it did not reject people from thousands of miles away. However, Qingluan knows that if you want to protect yourself in this palace, you can't steal the limelight from your master, and you would rather have two hearts. She had obviously attracted the emperor's attention, and at this moment, I don't know how many pairs of sharp eyes were staring at her behind her.

"Back to the emperor, the slave and maid are sighing for the master who doesn't know that the emperor has suddenly arrived and has not been able to dress up finely."

Hearing this, the emperor's eyes swept to Concubine Chen, and saw that she really didn't wear heavy makeup. But Xing Yan herself is a beautiful face, born delicate and exquisite, although this makeup is light, it sets off her like a hibiscus out of the water, there is a kind of self-evident refinement and freshness.

"Even if the concubine is not carefully dressed, she is still like a celestial in my eyes."

"Your Majesty." Concubine Chen's face immediately turned crimson, and she muttered. When Qingluan heard this, he let out a long breath in his heart. The other palace concubines are jealous, but the blame can only be blamed for not having such a smart and clever girl.

The queen saw that the misunderstanding had been eliminated, so she stood up in time and said: "The emperor didn't tell the concubines in advance if he wanted to come, and the sisters were so hasty. ”

The emperor stretched out his arm and wrist for the queen to carry, and her smaller body half-leaned on her husband, and her tone became softer and softer. Qingluan stared at it in a daze, only to feel that the relationship between the emperor and the queen was really as harmonious as rumored outside. In fact, if you want to talk about it, this queen is not as sacrosanct as everyone rumores, and the reason why she gives people a feeling of being high is only because of her luxurious neon dress and the status of the stars holding the moon. In the final analysis, she is just a little woman who is devoted to her husband, and the high-sounding words of the mother and the world, sitting in the six palaces, are just said to outsiders.

The corners of the Emperor's mouth rose slightly, and the light in his deep eyes gradually eased, and he gently raised his hand towards the rank mage, signaling that the ritual could begin as scheduled.

In front of the Buddha statue, several nobles farthest away from the emperor and queen are lined up, leaving a huge blank space for the master to chant sutras. The master in red robes led a group of disciples to recite scriptures and perform a demon-slaying dance, and the hall was bustling for a while. Although Qingluan has been in the palace for many years, it is the first time to watch the practice with his master at such a close distance, and somehow the word "demons dancing" appeared in his mind, so he had to desperately hold back his laughter and cover it up with his sleeves.

However, this subtle action could not escape the saint who was looking at the world, he was curious, but he also understood that making any further inquiries would only cause trouble to this little palace maid. In fact, with a little attention, you can find that Qingluan was born with a calm and good face, which is extremely beautiful. Although he is dressed in plain palace clothes and has a butterfly bun, he is still pretty. Even among the palace maids, they can stand out and make a deep impression.

Qingluan lowered her head from beginning to end, avoiding laughing out loud and being blamed by Concubine Chen, so she didn't notice that the emperor's gaze had already wandered back and forth on her a few times. She dared to raise her head slightly when she heard the movement weakening, and all she saw was the loving scene of the queen being held in the emperor's arms, and she didn't feel that her ears were red.

The mage stopped, as if keenly sensing something, and approached Concubine Xin step by step.

Apparently realizing that the mage had other intentions, Concubine Xin took a big step back in surprise and reprimanded, "What is this doing, master!" ”

"Dare to ask the mother if she has ever used wood tail incense?" The mage was not flustered, but just stood on his feet and asked Concubine Xin.

Although Concubine Xin didn't know what the meaning of his words was, she only said truthfully: "It's exactly ......"

"That's it." He deeply said a Buddha salute, as if he was making amends for his previous rudeness. He cleared his throat and continued: "Niangniang doesn't know, the wood tail incense is a secret refining thing in the Western Regions, and if you want to make a high-quality incense dew, you need to collect the aura of the sun and the moon, and then use the red sandalwood furnace to boil it for seven hundred and forty-nine days. This incense is not only rich and strong, loved by women in all dynasties, but also has a deeper layer, which is mostly unknown. That is, it can expose the original form of the monster, and there is nowhere to follow. ”

"What the hell is the master trying to say?"

"I want to tell Niangniang that because of the use of this incense, the filthy things on your body will be exposed."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately retreated by three points. Before Concubine Xin could speak, the close maid Huiyun had already stepped forward and refutated: "Niangniang has been cold since she was a child, she rarely goes out after winter, she has not seen the sun for a long time, and it is very common for her to have a gloomy atmosphere on her body, so you don't want to slander Niangniang!" ”

"Huiyun, stand down!" Concubine Xin raised her eyebrows and snorted angrily, with an unwilling look on her face.

"Niang Niang Mingjian, the filth that the poor monk said is not ordinary. Your fate has been doomed lately, but someone has done it on purpose. I don't know if I can go to your dormitory to see if it is natural and clear. ”

It is indeed unusual for outsiders to trespass into the harem, but the most taboo thing for the emperors of the past dynasties is the saying that ghosts and gods are disgusted. Thinking of the recent state affairs have not been smooth, and the queen pointed out that Concubine Xin's past few days are indeed not peaceful, the emperor has weighed the stakes after a little thought, so the group of people drove the Huawei Palace. Qingluan saw that there was a sudden change in his practice, and he only felt that it was very inappropriate. She frowned and looked at Concubine Chen, but saw that the woman's face was just the usual indifferent color, and she felt a little relieved at the moment.

In addition to the main hall, Huawei Palace has six side halls in the east and west, which are the new favorite Lan nobles, jade nobles and Zhao noble concubines, plus nineteen palace maids, a total of twenty-three people. The whole Huawei Palace sits in the south and faces north, only three city walls away from the Chaofeng Palace, and is adjacent to the Imperial Garden, so it can often "meet" the emperor, so it has become a treasure that everyone envies.

It's just that no one appreciates the beautiful scenery in the palace at the moment, and several masters are looking at the mage with apprehension, lest any discomfort be pointed out, and the future of serving the emperor will be cut off.

"Don't hide it from the emperor and all the ladies, this palace should have collected yang energy to nourish the nobles, but the southwest corner caused a yin wind for no reason, which blocked the nobility of the masters, and this is where the source of filth lies." The master widened slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already pointed out where the evil qi was.

After hearing this, the emperor raised his chin slightly, and ordered: "Dong Bi, go to the southwest row of halls to see whose bedroom it is." ”

Listening to the emperor's orders, the manager trotted all the way west. And the minds of the people who are waiting in place are different, some are at a loss, and some are watching the fire from the other side. And those who are worried must be aware that they will be implicated, and they are anxious about the future for a while.

Qingluan stood behind Concubine Chen, quietly observing everyone's expressions. She believes that this so-called "mutation" is no accident, and no matter what happens in the palace, there must be a mastermind behind it. It's just that when she swept past Concubine Xin, she was shocked in her heart - instead of panic on Concubine Xin's face at this time, her eyebrows were dyed with joy. The corners of her lips rose slightly, hidden behind the emperor's tall body, and her face that could not be illuminated by the sun was seven points weird.

Southwest Corner, Southwest Corner...... As if he suddenly woke up to something, Qingluan's face changed suddenly, isn't it-"Back to the emperor, the southwest hall is...... It's ......"

"What the hell!" Before the emperor could speak, Concubine Xin stepped forward to ask. It was at this critical moment that a cold voice suddenly sounded from Qingluan's side.

"Sister doesn't have to ask, that's the dormitory of the main palace, Lingxian Palace."