The top of Dark Dragon Mountain.

Dark Dragon Mountain is worthy of being the most precipitous mountain in Shangjing today, when Jing Shengwu and his party finally arrived at the top of this Dark Dragon Mountain, and wanted to camp and rest, the sky was completely dark.

The wind is very strong at the top of Dark Dragon Mountain, and if you want to camp here, you naturally have to find a leeward place to live a good life and keep warm. Although this is in Sedum, this night of Dark Dragon Mountain is like autumn, the wind is howling, and it freezes people's hearts.

"Sheng Wu, you should stay in this tent well, and don't go out and walk around at night to prevent you from getting frozen. Arrange for the Father's Father's guards to keep you safe around your tent. Jing Zhengming commanded with a loving face.

"The king will also command guards around your tent. You must take care of your own body, and then the king will let someone boil matsutake mushroom snow fungus chicken soup for you. Just when Jing Zhengming wanted to say something more, the king suddenly walked over and said gently.

"Thank you for the royal brother's care, I see that the side concubine is a little unhappy, why don't you go and see it first? I have my father taking care of me here, so it's okay to think about it. Jing Shengwu softly blessed the royal king.

Jing Zhengming next to him was happy to see that the king was so interested in Jing Shengwu, and since the king came to speak, he took care of himself and stroked his beard and hid to the side, which made Jing Shengwu sigh greatly, sure enough, his father is the most treacherous old fox.

"She?" Chu Li was about to say a few more words to Jing Shengwu, but after hearing the name of Jing Shengyan, the good-looking sword eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Jing Shengyan, and sure enough, Jing Shengyan was sitting on a leeward rock, and the maidservant Pomegranate next to her was hammering her sore back.

It is difficult to walk up the mountain road in this dark dragon mountain, so even if he comes up in a sedan chair, Jing Shengyan is still sore from the bumpy back of this rugged mountain road. Now that she finally reached the top of the mountain and set up camp, she naturally wanted to let the pomegranate give herself a good beating.

But such a delicate move. In the eyes of the people who are still busy now, it is a bit too pretentious, after all, everyone is busy arranging the altar to be used tomorrow morning, and the tent to be used at night. Cooking things.

Even Jing Shengwu didn't rest immediately after getting off the sedan chair, but after instructing everyone, he helped Xueyue, Fengyue and Leng Yu to set up a tent together. Even Jing Shengwu, the eldest daughter, the eldest princess of Changle who was named by the emperor himself, is not afraid of tiredness, and Jing Shengyan, who is even more foiled, is squeamish.

"She's too squeamish, I'm afraid it's brought us a lot of trouble, Sheng Wu, don't take it to heart, for the sake of this king, take care of it." The royal king said apologetically to Jing Shengwu.

Hearing this, Jing Shengwu sneered coldly in his heart. How. Is this a way to show your noble bearing?

"Lord ......"

Here, seeing that the king left Jing Shengwu and walked towards him, Jing Shengyan immediately asked the pomegranate to stop and stepped forward to salute and say hello.

"Why, does your body still hurt? This Dark Dragon Mountain is rugged and difficult to walk, but it is really difficult for you. The king stepped forward, gently helped the delicate concubine up, and asked with concern.

It's just that there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

"The concubine is fine, and there is no big problem. It's just a little backache, so let the pomegranate beat it and it will pass. What about you, Lord Wang, are you okay? Jing Shengyan felt the king's concern, and the vinegar that saw the king caring about Jing Shengwu had already been thrown to Java.

Hum. I know that the king's heart is still here by himself, to care about that slut, but because she is now the eldest princess of the emperor's own title, she was ordered to come to worship the mountain, and there can be no mistakes.

Thinking of this, Jing Shengyan immediately made a more coquettish look. The cheeks are even more pink, making you want to step forward and take a bite.

"This king's body is not so fragile, if you are tired, rest first. When it's time for supper, the king will have it delivered to your tent. The king indifferently ordered, "Okay, this king is going to set up tomorrow's altar." It's windy at night, so don't stand stupidly outside. ”

"Yes." Jing Shengyan responded coquettishly, turned around and entered his own tent, and the crowd that was still busy outside, seeing her such pretentiousness, couldn't help but sneer coldly in his heart at the moment.

"It's all the same mountain road, where is there anyone as weak as her?"

Feng Yue Zheng'er took a pot of matsutake mushroom snow fungus chicken soup, watched the drama between Jing Shengyan and the royal king, turned around and returned to Jing Shengwu's side, and said in a low voice.

Everyone came up to this Dark Dragon Mountain together, and they were all the same tired, but Jing Shengyan was the only one who cried out in pain there, which made many people feel disdainful. Hearing Feng Yue say this, even Leng Yu's eyes had a look of disdain.

"She just wants the king's mercy, so that she can highlight the pain of following us up the mountain." Jing Shengwu didn't have such a big feeling, so he just responded indifferently.

"Hmph, follow us up the mountain, it wasn't that she had to die and beg for nothing, who of us is rare of her?" When Fengyue heard this, she said very unevenly.

"Well, as long as you have a lot of tongues, you are not afraid of being laughed at." Jing Shengwu stopped Xue Yue's indignation, looked at the chicken soup in front of him and was silent for a while, but he didn't reach out to scoop it up.

Leng Yu next to him saw it, and he understood what Jing Shengwu was thinking, so he brought the chicken soup over immediately, "The slave maid saw that the night was windy, but I was afraid that the side concubine's body was a little unable to adapt." Matsutake mushroom chicken soup is the best way to warm up her body, and now it's time to send it to her. ”

As he spoke, Leng Yu walked towards the tent with the chicken soup in his hand.

"Eh, this is for Miss to drink, why did Aunt Leng Yu go there with it!" Feng Yue stopped in surprise.

"Okay, this is the king's intention, let's let the side concubine enjoy it." Jing Shengwu smiled indifferently, looking at Leng Yu's gaze with a little more appreciation.

is worthy of being the person who served the former emperor and concubine back then.

At this time, Er Fengyue understood what the young lady meant, stuck out her tongue, and followed Xueyue to set up a tent.

Leng Yu walked all the way to the outside of Jing Shengyan's tent and called softly, "Concubine Niangniang, the slave maid was ordered to send matsutake mushroom and snow fungus chicken soup to Concubine Niangniang." ”

Hearing Leng Yu's words, Pomegranate helped Jing Shengyan, who had just rested for a long time, and walked out. "On orders, on whose orders?"

"Back to the side concubine Niangniang, this matsutake mushroom snow fungus chicken soup was ordered by the king to be boiled for our princess Changle, but the princess is worried about Niangniang's body. The wind is strong on this dark dragon mountain, and the matsutake chicken soup is the best way to warm up, so I ordered the slave maid to bring it over. ”

Jing Shengyan listened to Leng Yu's reply, and only raised his own seven orifices to be angry. What is she Jing Shengwu, is this here to let this slave and maid show off with chicken soup? I want her to understand. Does this king still care about her, not his own?

In the past, when they were in the house, the two sisters were a little wrong, but now Jing Shengyan is married to the king and becomes a side concubine, and the contradiction between the two is almost irreconcilable.

Thinking of this, Jing Shengyan slapped the pot of chicken soup to the ground!

"Smack!"

This chicken soup is a fine delicate white porcelain Jun kiln bowl, and now it was slapped to the ground by Jing Shengyan, the dishes were naturally directly broken, and the crisp cracking sound attracted the attention of many people, and even a lot of hot chicken soup splashed on Leng Yu's skirt and hands. It made her almost scream.

"What do you mean, concubine?" Leng Yu frowned.

"Hmph, what is your good princess's idea, can't I see it?" Jing Shengyan said very disdainfully, "Go back and tell your princess, the concubine's body is not her turn to worry about it, and the king will take care of the concubine!" ”

Before Jing Shengyan's arrogant words were finished, he heard a cold man's voice coming from behind, "Oh? What if the king can't shine on you? ”

A slender figure was slowly turning from behind the rock, dressed in a silver-white robe, and the black hair on the top of his head was tied up with a fine warm white jade crown. In his hand is a black-handled white rice paper fan, with a graceful demeanor.

Who is it if it is not the king?

"The concubine has seen the prince." Seeing that it was Chu Li coming over, Jing Shengyan was startled, and hurriedly blessed the royal king very respectfully. Behind him, Pomegranate and Leng Yu also hurriedly blessed.

"No need to be polite, get up." After the king finished speaking, he walked through Jing Shengyan, didn't look at her, but came to Leng Yu's face. took a snow-white handkerchief and handed it to her.

"Go back and thank your princess."

Hearing this, Leng Yu glanced at the king with gratitude, and then turned around respectfully to leave, but he did not go far, but retreated to the back of the mountain rocks on the side, and dealt with the mess on his body.

"Lord Wang, why are you here......" Jing Shengyan saw this scene, and knew that it was not good, and felt the increasingly cold aura on the king's body, but he still had to bite the bullet and say.

"Humph!"

Jing Shengyan's words had not yet landed, and the royal king's cold voice came over. He turned to look at the pale, pitiful Jing Shengyan and said, "If this king is not here, where should he be?" ”

Jing Shengyan listened, lowered his head, and muttered without speaking.

"The king didn't know that the king's side concubine was so arrogant that she didn't even pay attention to the princess who was crowned by her father. Today, Changle came to care about you, you are good, you have smashed this basin of mind! ”

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. married Jing Shengyan before, she was quite obedient in the house; But the longer the time passed, the more the king could see her pretentious and deceitful face. But because of her father Jing Zhengming's face, it was not good to reprimand her much.

Now, she actually kicked her nose in the face, knocked over the chicken soup in broad daylight in front of everyone, and sneered coldly at Jing Shengwu's aunt Leng Yu, this is to tell others all over the world, she is a proud lord, can she no longer care about the face of others when she is the concubine of the royal king?

"No, it's not what the prince thinks, the concubine body, the concubine body just accidentally ......," Jing Shengyan snorted and defended.

"What is not, this king has heard it! Taking you up the mountain today is a burden, and if you make such a fabricated appearance again, you will go back to the house for this king! The king snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and turned around and left here.

Jing Shengyan was reprimanded by the king in public, and his whole body trembled with anger. Seeing the curious eyes of the people next to her, she didn't say anything, only helped the pomegranate beside her and hurried into the tent. As soon as she entered the tent, she began to cry out loud, and her tears rolled down like beads with broken threads.

The pomegranate beside her hurriedly took a white handkerchief to wipe her face, and secretly said in her heart, this is the first time since she married into the royal palace, the royal king has not given face to the side concubine in front of everyone.

After Leng Yu returned to Jing Shengwu's tent, he quietly returned these things to Jing Shengwu.

Jing Shengwu was looking at the prescription under the lamp at this time, and after hearing Jing Shengyan crying in the tent, Jing Shengwu snorted indifferently, "Oh." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid listened to this for a long time outside the tent, and confirmed that it was not a pretense, but a real cry." Leng Yu replied with a smile.

"Hmph, it's good to cry to death, let her be in the mansion back then, bullying our young lady so much, and later making trouble with the Sun family!"

Feng Yue said very angrily on the side, her eyes full of understanding and hatred.

In the eyes of Jing Shengyan and Sun, if there is no Jing Shengwu, she is naturally the eldest daughter of the rightful concubine, and she can marry the royal king as the concubine, instead of having to be the side concubine today, so Jing Shengyan always wants to get rid of this Jing Shengwu in the mansion.

Although he was talking lazily, there was a cold glow of ice and snow in Jing Shengwu's eyes, which made people dare not look directly, Fengyue and Xueyue couldn't help but have a cold war when they saw Jing Shengwu like this, such a scary third lady, they really saw it for the first time.

"Tomorrow is also a little vigilant, be more careful in everything, since Jing Shengyan has to follow the mountain, I can't say what moth will come out of the sacrifice tomorrow, if there is something wrong in this matter, I am afraid that she can directly borrow the emperor's hand to kill me!"

Jing Shengwu casually cut the candle flowers, and instructed Xue Yue, tomorrow's sacrifice to worship the mountain is a big event, how can anything go wrong? If there is a mistake in the idea, and there is a criminal responsibility for deliberately delaying the royal affairs, I am afraid that the first person who will be punished by the emperor at that time will be himself!

"The slave and maid can save it, Ming'er must cheer up the spirit, Miss rest assured." Xueyue and Fengyue, Leng Yu glanced at each other and said firmly. (To be continued.) )