The painting didn't cooperate at all, and Xianchen didn't know what to do with her for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he planned to get rid of the painting at the beginning, when the opportunity was in front of him, Xianchen hesitated.

Chang'an Xu who was lying on the couch saw that Xian Chen was at a loss, "Dark one, you treat the painting girl for Xian Xian, remember, make sure she will never forget!" ”

As soon as the dark one took the order, only Xianchen and Chang'an were left in the room in an instant.

After what the painting said just now, the topic that the two of them had been tacitly and deliberately not mentioning for many days resurfaced.

Chang'an knows that Xianchen belongs to that kind of turtle character, as soon as you make any movement, she will immediately retract her turtle shell, and don't give a clear answer, just silent, silent. But he couldn't force her to be in a hurry, but he had to be patient and take his time, and induce her to get out of the turtle shell step by step.

Originally, during this time, the two of them had returned to the past, and Chang'an believed that the relationship between the two would be further advanced in the near future, but Huayi's words just now undoubtedly destroyed all his efforts in the past few days.

Xianchen didn't know how to face Chang'an, Huayi was right, he had obviously said that he didn't like Chang'an, and even had the name of husband and wife with Lan Weishu, but in fact, he and An An had been entangled, and it was time to make a break.

"An An, let's fall back together with the painting. The peach blossoms here have also been appreciated, and the painting has also been caught, maybe Feng Wuya and the others have already left here when they heard the wind, so let's fall in the snow first. ”

Xianchen suddenly spoke, his voice was natural, and he didn't seem to be affected by the painting.

Although Chang'an didn't feel like it was Xianchen's style, he was still relieved in his heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll let the dark one go to prepare, let's rest for a while, and set off immediately."

The carriage swayed along the official road, and in front of it was the snow-capped city center, the empty city.

The weather in the empty city is very strange, it is already a warm spring, but the sky is still blowing snowflakes, and the temperature is so low that it is frightening to death.

As soon as the few people wearing spring shirts entered the empty city, they felt the coldness on their faces, shook their bodies in unison, and then used their internal force to run their whole bodies to maintain the temperature.

Chang'an took Xian Chen's hand, Mu Chunfeng continued to transition into Xian Chen's body, Xian Chen was stunned and looked at Chang'an.

Chang'an didn't look at Xianchen, but the pleasant curvature of the corners of his mouth showed his good mood.

The royal city is in front of him, and the painting is secretly taken into the dungeon, and then he lets it go.

As for Xian Chen, when he entered the palace again, he directly stayed in the Pujia Palace, where the queens of the past dynasties lived, and the court was in an uproar for a while.

The voice of opposition gradually rose, which was nothing more than saying that this was the empress of Dali, and not long ago, she married the world-famous Lan Su Gongzi, such a woman is not suitable for the queen.

"These old things are really impatient, the queen of this king is naturally determined by this king, what does it matter to them?" Chang'an looked at the folds piled up on the table, all of them were talking about this matter without exception, as if they had been discussed a long time ago, and even the rhetoric was almost the same.

"Wang, don't be angry, this old slave is telling the truth, Miss Xianchen is indeed the proud daughter of the sky, but this woman has been ** Wang's art since she was a child, and she is a female red or something in the ordinary women's club, but she can't do the same. Not to mention how much the Snow Queen has to be both virtuous and moral, but at least she must be able to convince people with virtue and dominate the harem. ”

The public who has been serving Chang'an said openly.

"Father-in-law doesn't need to say much, this matter is free and proportionate in the king's heart." Chang'an's face was so black that he could almost drip water, and said in a deep voice.

The father-in-law naturally knew Chang'an's character, and when he heard Chang'an say this, he was silent with interest.

Chang'an threw up his sleeves and went straight to the Pujia Palace.

No matter how much controversy there is about this matter in the court, there is calm in the Pujia Palace.

As soon as Chang'an entered the Pujia Palace, what he saw was that Xianchen was taking care of the flowers in front of the house.

The long hair was scattered over the shoulders, and a little sunlight shone on the delicate face, setting off the side face like a delicate ink painting.

Chang'an looked a little distracted, he had almost never seen the appearance of Xianchen, and the domineering spirit on his body faded, and he began to show the charm of a little woman.

When the palace maids on the side saw Chang'an's appearance, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile secretly, Xianchen didn't notice it, a palace maid patted Xianchen lightly, and motioned Xianchen to look over there.

Xianchen turned his head, just in time to meet Chang'an's eyes, "dong dong" heartbeat.

Sorting out his emotions, he smiled at Chang'an: "An An, why are you here?" The face is so ugly, is it too tired to review the folds? ”

Originally, it was just a very ordinary concern, and such words as this were said a lot, but none of today's sentences made Chang'an more tempting.

The palace maids retreated with interest, and Chang'an smiled at Xian Chen: "No, I'm just a little hungry, I came to eat with Xian Xian, I don't know if Xian Xian is willing to appreciate her face or not?"

Xian Chen hurriedly greeted the palace people Zhang Luo's meals, which were all ordinary side dishes, but Chang'an was very satisfied.

After being full of wine and food, Chang'an didn't stay long, and left the Pujia Palace, and there were still things to deal with, so he couldn't stay here for a long time. If those old guys know, maybe tomorrow they will say something about the slender red face and trouble, a generation of enchantresses, and chaos or something, and I will be upset when I think about it.

After Chang'an left, Xianchen felt that he had nothing to do, so he simply freshened up and prepared for bed.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, the palace maid helped to remove the hair behind her and comb it neatly.

Seeing that Xian Chen's eyes were empty, he smiled and said: "Wang Ke is really a precious mother, the slave has never seen the king treat other women like this, even the one who lives in the Silk Palace ......"

The palace maid realized that she seemed to have said something that she shouldn't have said, and immediately stopped.

"Silk Temple? Who? Xianchen asked purely out of doubt.

But the palace maid didn't think so, thinking that Xianchen was angry, and begged for mercy again and again.

"Oh, I'm just asking, tell me who lives in the Silk Palace? What is your name. We just thought it was a casual chat, nothing. However, even if you don't say it, it's the same if I go to the Silk Hall myself. Xianchen said deliberately.

The palace maid hesitated for a long time, and finally came one by one: "The one who lives in the Silk Palace is named Feng Xianwu, but the king did not give her the title of concubine, but everyone knows that she will enter the harem sooner or later, so the people in the palace call her a girl." used to be infinitely beautiful, because she was the only woman who lived in the palace, but now it's different, Niangniang, you are here, and you still live in the Pujia Palace, so naturally she is not on the same level. (To be continued.) )