Yesterday she was unconscious after drinking the soup, and someone must have drugged the soup. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This person is most likely Yan Ping, but this girl can guess so many things, can he guess how he will die in the future?

At the same time, Yan Ping, who was sitting in the study, suddenly sneezed twice. He rubbed his nose and bowed to him, "Prince, the list has been prepared, these are the people who are loyal to the prince, and they can be used when they ascend the throne." ”

Feng Lingjun took the bamboo slip and was not in a hurry to look at it, and teased him, "Did anyone scold you?" ”

Yan Ping was puzzled. Feng Lingjun smiled, "If you think about it and scold it, it's common for you to sneeze only twice." ”

It's true that he's offended too many people lately, and he sighed, "As long as the prince doesn't scold me." ”

Feng Lingjun smiled even more, don't scold him? It's strange not to scold him. It's someone who has this kind of ability, which makes everyone in the world hate him, and they are helpless against him.

At this time, Sanchun scolded outside the door several times, only to feel that his throat was a little dry, so he came back to freshen up.

She also felt that she had a bad image just now, and her behavior was very similar to the pissed off shrew on the street, but who said that some people can force good people into bad guys and ladies into hooligans. When it comes to Yanping, she can be elegant and generous, which is rare.

I poured myself a glass of water to moisten my throat, and then the maid came in with a tray, and when she woke up, she smiled and said, "Girl, eat something first, and the painter will come to paint your portrait later." ”

It is a good idea to ask the painter to come and spread the portrait all over the Seven Kingdoms, this must be Yan Ping's idea, and he should have come up with some ideas to collect three thousand taels of gold.

I asked the maid, and sure enough, it was the painter Yan Ping ordered to find.

She ate the boiled rice porridge, pretended to remember suddenly, and asked, "The pork knuckle soup last night was very delicious, I don't know which cook made it, but is there any more?" ”

The maid smiled and said, "The soup is there, and Dr. Yan ordered it to be stewed for you to drink every night." ”

She sneered, "Let's add it." ”

The maid was stunned for a moment, seeing that her face was wrong, and hurriedly knelt down, "Don't blame the girl, this is what Doctor Yan meant, the girl doesn't know anything." ”

Sanchun naturally knew that she was just following orders, but the fire in her heart just couldn't be suppressed, so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, the five spirits were arrogant and soared, the two temples were on fire, and the seven orifices were smoking......

Looking out the window, I don't know how many samurai were standing outside, many of them were familiar with each other when they were samurai before, Cheng Ming saw her and waved his hand to her.

If this situation is seen by someone who does not know, I am afraid that I will never think that I am a prisoner.

Seeing Cheng Ming, he couldn't help but remember what he said two days ago.

On that day, he seemed to deliberately walk up to her and whispered, "Actually...... Not all women are lucky enough to cling to noble people. ”

At that time, the expression on his face was very sincere, and he must have wanted to persuade her like this for a long time. This is nothing more than telling her to be quiet and obedient, to be a chess piece that reassures the lord, and to be powerful to each other. But a man is a man, and he will never understand a woman's mind.

Did he think it was a good thing to give her to the powerful? She's a person, not a cargo. If there was no man who loved her deeply, she would definitely not have married. What's more, this is not "marrying", but "accepting", which country's nobles would marry a country wild girl like her as a wife? Or it's not even "Na", it's just someone else's pet.

Yu Yu sighed and closed the window, cutting off their view. Just this window, they are already people of two worlds.

…… It's better to be a man!

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Feng Lingjun's plan is very good, and he wants to hold a unique beauty appreciation party in Yingcheng.

After lunch, the painter came, a total of six painters, all of whom were famous in various countries, and twelve eyes stared at her together. A maid came over and helped her in a pose, and asked her to kneel on a cushion, holding a delicate flower in her hand and placing it on her cheek, and her left hand in the shape of an orchid finger, saying that it looked delicate. But she felt how disgusting this gesture was.

Maybe because I drank the soup last night, I still feel dizzy, and it doesn't match the delicate flower at all, but like a frosted eggplant next to the flower.

Qing once said that it is easy to become stupid if she eats too much ecstasy, but now her head is not particularly bright, and if she is really stupid, she will be bullied by these shameless men.

I really sighed, and suddenly heard a painter say: "Girl, don't show a bitter gourd face." ”

She bared her teeth and didn't show her bitter gourd face, so don't give her bitter gourd.

Fortunately, there is not much medicine this time, at most I will be out of energy, and I will be fine after today. It's just that the picture drawn by this mental state does not dare to compliment.

Sanchun glanced at it, and couldn't help but "flutter" out loud, painting a tiger is not an anti-cat, and that's what he said. Although the person in this painting looks like her, she has no charm at all, and at most she can only be a soulless beauty.

I'm so happy in my heart, and look at this kind of painting handed over, can you attract those noble dragons?

She thought so, but who knew that the aesthetics of the "Guilong" were also poor in these years, and these few broken paintings really attracted nobles from several countries, the prince of Qi, Yan Wang Qi of Yan, the prince of Qin, the prince of Wei, the prince of Zhao, and several sons of Chu, there were more than a dozen. She was amazed that these people were really blind.

Early in the morning, the two maids worked hard to dress her up, and painted a thick layer of **** on her face, looking very much like a peeled egg falling into the flour pile, rolling and getting up again.

She wore a white dress with a long skirt with a floating veil floating in the wind, and the hem rose and fell, completely obscuring a pair of delicate embroidered shoes. The jet-black hair was scattered, reflecting the bright color of the sun, and with a white face, it was simply stunning, much better than a zombie crawling out of a grave.

Sanchun looked at the bronze mirror for a long time, very suspicious of the aesthetics of the Chu people, and it was rare to make up like this.

She didn't think this makeup was outstanding, so she put two circles of blush on her two faces, which was good, zombies didn't look like them anymore, but they looked like two longevity peaches, or only a little better than a monkey's buttocks.

Dressed up, he was very satisfied with his dress, and waited for Feng Lingjun to announce it. I began to wonder what to do in a while.

can't make too much jokes, disturb Feng Lingjun's situation, and can't behave too well, making people worry, it's really hard to grasp the proportions in this.

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Fengling Jun's Mansion feast, the nobles of several countries came, the Prince of Qin, the Prince of Qi, the Prince of Zhao, and the Chengyang Jun of Wei, except for the King of Yan, who did not come, the rest of the invited people seemed to have arrived. Since it is a beauty appreciation party, it is naturally indispensable to be accompanied by beauties, and almost every VIP who comes here has brought one or two beauties.

These nobles usually have nothing to do, and they all want to oppress people, so that people can see how wonderful the beauties of their own country are. This kind of psychology is like hiding a treasure at home and bringing it out to show off.

The crown prince of Qin brought a black beauty with a bewitching body and a strong body, with a tall and peachy figure and a light body, and her breasts were high and towering, like two small hills. The beauties of Qi are known for their grace, and the beauties of Qi are real aristocratic girls, noble, elegant and generous, with dignified and elegant words and deeds. The beauty of Handan in Zhao Guo also has a unique style, her body is small and exquisite, her complexion is beautiful and cold, her eyes are like a deep pool of black jade, and her white and delicate skin is like a carved jade.

When a man meets, what he talks about is inseparable from the beauty, but the most talked about is Feng Lingjun's beauty.

Feng Lingjun has always been known for being a romantic gentleman, and the beauties he has interacted with are all captivating countries. He knows women best, and beauties are like thousands of horses, and they have to be in love with Bole to be famous in the world. It's like everyone who dresses up, back then, they were just a little dancing girls, and it was because of Feng Lingjun's favor that they had today's status.

Qiu Xing, the crown prince of Qin, asked the prince of Qi Guo, "Have you seen this beauty?" ”

"No."

"Do you know if a beauty is really beautiful?"

This prince of Qi is also really honest, "It's not beautiful, it's not ugly." He was referring to the portrait.

Prince Qin was surprised, "How could that prince come?" ”

"When you see someone else coming, you follow." He smiled innocently, and the people next to him couldn't help but secretly say, "It turned out to be an unassertive one." ”

In fact, he is not the only one who has no opinion on following the trend, many of them are not Ben Meiren, but I heard that Feng Lingjun feasted guests, and those idlers who usually play with birds and dogs thought that they had nothing to do anyway, so it was better to join in the fun. This prince of Qi is one of them, as for whether the beauty is beautiful or not, he doesn't care, as long as the wine is good.

Chengyangjun sat on the upper seat on the right, as if he was only drinking with great interest, and was not interested in anything else, but the uneasiness in his eyes revealed his thoughts.

He came today for the person in the painting, Feng Lingjun had already talked to him about giving people to him, but the price was too high, and people felt that they were dizzy before making a request.

He didn't want a replacement at all, so he refused Feng Lingjun several times.

He knew too well what Feng Lingjun was thinking, although it was beneficial for Wei to help him, but he had never wanted to be swayed, especially to blackmail him with that person. So no matter how much the person he sees looks like later, he won't pay that price unless it's the real person.

Can...... For some reason, there's always been a feeling lately that that person isn't dead. He had this feeling since he was in the horse slope, and it was not until later that Miharu and the "Chun" centurion appeared, and this feeling became more and more intense. Sometimes she even suspects that those two people are her, and she deliberately pretends to be different in front of him.

She...... Do you still hate him?

This thought flashed, and the wine lord in his hand couldn't help but shake. Luckily, there was no alcohol there......

Although the possibility of her living is almost zero, once this thought appears, it is like planting a seed in her heart, and it will start to grow wildly as soon as the wind blows.

If she lived, would she still hate him?

……

It must be hateful, especially in front of a hateful person.

glanced at Ji Yi sitting next to him, it was rare to be free and comfortable at this time, as if today's events had nothing to do with him.

If it really doesn't matter, that's fine. He smiled slightly and raised his glass to Ji Xi, "Your Highness, please drink." ”

Ji Yi raised the wine lord and returned the salute, then drank it and smiled back.