Looking at the back of Zhang Jin striding away, Li Detong was envious, jealous and hateful, and wanted to go with him......

As soon as Feng Qian came, she saw a smiling woman standing next to Jun Moying, bared her teeth, and the anger index in her heart suddenly soared, which little dared to dig the foot of the wall while she was away?!

Take a closer look, yo, isn't it the noble person who provoked her in Fengming Palace that day?

As soon as I thought of that day, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, all the bad memories in my mind came flooding up, and Feng Qian's anger index soared directly to the highest point. He walked towards them with a calm face, but his head suddenly dizzy.

Feng Qian's eyes were slightly dark, and he almost knocked down.

Although Jun Moying didn't look at her directly, in fact, the eyes of the rest of his eyes fell on her and never looked away, and when he saw her like this, his heart hung suddenly. But the next second, he saw her continue to walk towards him as if nothing happened, he frowned, did he deliberately want to make him soft-hearted?

Snowflakes suddenly began to fall on their shoulders, and the weather that was clear and sunny just now was dyed by snow in an instant.

"Your Majesty, it's too cold outside, why don't you go back to Longyin Palace with your concubine, okay?"

The voice beside her was a little noisy, Jun Moying glanced at her irritably, the words of refusal had already reached her lips, but her eyes once again inadvertently swept over the person walking towards them, and saw that she was wearing a white fox fur scarf around her neck, and the snow-white color was almost integrated with the snow that fell around her.

And down there......

Jun Moying's eyes were cold, maybe the traces had disappeared, and she only wore the scarf because it was cold, but he still couldn't help but remember what he said to her - wipe the marks on your neck first.

So could she wear this scarf to cover some marks?

Once the jealous mind comes out, it will start to grow inexorably and wildly.

Jun Moying stared at her intently for a long time, and her perception of the things around her seemed to have disappeared.

Li Detong secretly stomped his feet, what is this called! Obviously, the Lord is here, what the hell is Rong Guiren?!

Rong Guiren's eyes were immediately happy, although she heard about the recent quarrel between the emperor and Feng Qian-this matter is almost known to everyone in the palace, everyone wants to take advantage of this time to get a piece of the pie, she happened to come today, who knew that Feng Qian also came. Unexpectedly, the emperor didn't refuse himself? Does that mean that Feng Qian has really lost power?

Here's her chance!

Thinking like this, Rong Guiren's face immediately swelled with a wave of shyness and joy of his daughter's family, and he glanced back at Feng Qian, his eyes were full of disdain and sarcasm, and then he slowly raised his hand, ready to hold the emperor's arm.

Feng Qian rolled her eyes fiercely, but I don't know if her posture of rolling her eyes was not right, and she couldn't get down if she turned it up.

The ground was dark in front of him, and his legs fell down as soon as he became weak.

In fact, her consciousness did not dissipate immediately, and she even heard Li Detong shout in surprise, nervousness and excitement: "Imperial concubine!" ”

So in the end for Mao to be excited?

Do you think she fainted on purpose?!

Jun Moying was shocked, and when he saw the figure that slowly fell soft, he was about to rush over without thinking about it. Just as his arm was grabbed by the woman next to him, his condensed eyebrows slammed fiercely and shook it hard.

Maybe he was too anxious and used too much force, and Rong Guiren was directly knocked to the ground by him

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