"Girl." Xiaoli was taken aback.

How could Zhen Yue not be angry, it was full of auspicious days selected by the etiquette department, and she needed to pick one, she simply curled up her ink hair, and she didn't even wear a cloak, so she went out of Qiaoyunju.

Zhanghua Pavilion is located in the center of King Ling's Mansion, is the most majestic attic in the house, gilded copper tiles, eaves and arches, the style is simple, all are solemn, it is the dormitory of Beimo Ling.

Most of the guards in the palace knew Zhen Yue, and when they saw her coming towards Zhang Huage with a sinister face, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Girl, wait a moment, King Ling is discussing matters, and his subordinates are going to report now." ”

"No, I'll go in by myself."

Seeing that she entered the courtyard directly and arrogantly, the guard hurriedly said: "Girl, Your Highness will not let others interfere with the deliberations, so it is better for your subordinates to report first." ”

Zhen Yue's footsteps paused, and her gaze was Lingran, which directly made the soldiers who were used to killing the scene feel stunned, only to feel the coldness of today's style, and before she could react, she saw that she had already stepped on the steps of the attic.

The cold wind rolls up the green silk, the court is cold, with a creak, the carved palace door is pushed open, facing the fragrance of mulberry leaves, the hall is empty, sandalwood is a beam, black silk is a curtain, there is no excessive luxury, only concise and neat, this has always been his favorite decoration.

I only heard the sound of conversation coming from the side hall, which gradually became lighter, obviously hearing the sound of the main hall opening, Zhen Yue lifted the black curtain, and the falcon totem on it was lifelike, hideous and ferocious.

I saw the elegant side hall tea fragrance elegant, sandalwood around, the ground carpet, giving people a sense of solemnity, the men sitting on both sides saw the woman with a sinister face slightly stunned. After the dinner, almost overnight, the news of King Ling's upcoming wedding spread throughout Beiying, shocked, set off a stormy wave, and within half a day, I was afraid that the whole world would find out who Princess Ling was!

Teng Jian and Zhang Liang discussed the Xitan Alliance here, and they were angry that someone broke in without informing, and when they saw the arrival, they looked at the master of the first seat with understanding.

Beimo Ling put down the purple jade teacup without changing his face, and raised his eyes to look at her lightly. Women's green clothes and white robes. The green silk was scattered slightly, and a pair of snowy eyes were full of anger at this time.

"Your Highness, then I'll take my leave first."

Teng Jian pulled up Zhang Liang, who was watching the show, leaned over and said.

"Yes. Go back first. Then I will send someone to preach you. Beimo Ling bowed.

"Yes."

Zhang Liang tugged at his sleeves. Leaving Zhanghua Pavilion under Teng Jian's frowning and tearing, Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows before leaving. Thumbs up to Zhen Yue, they have followed His Highness for so many years, but they have never seen anyone who shows His Highness's face, this woman is only afraid that she is the first person in the world.

Seeing that the two of them had already gone out, Zhen Yue stepped forward and glared at the man who was light and breezy, and said sharply: "The Ministry of Rites has been here several times, what are you going to do?" ”

"Sit down first." Bei Mo Ling's good-looking hand picked up the purple jade teapot and poured tea for her.

"I don't have the heart to taste tea, you should know that it is not my intention to stay in Beiying, and now the confused marriage is not my original intention, Bei Moling, there are countless women in the world, and there are many people who admire you, why do you want to torture me."

Her tone was soft, but it was like a bloody hammer, striking his heart, he frowned, put down the purple jade teapot, and said coldly: "You go out now, I don't want to quarrel with you." ”

"I don't want to argue with you, rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people, I, Zhen Yue, must control my own destiny in my life!" Her voice suddenly became sonorous and powerful, and her eyes radiated a determined light, as if she was about to defend the faith in her heart.

"What? You still want to kill me! Bei Mo Ling stood up, his purple robe slid down coldly, his body was as cold as ice, and his handsome face was extremely gloomy: "I have already told you very clearly, you must pay the price for using me, you are from Qilin Fang, don't you understand this rule!" ”

"I'll compensate with something else!"

"Other?" He was condescending, with a bloodthirsty sneer on the corner of his mouth: "What do you have?" My life is what I give, and my identity is also what I give. ”

"You!" The overwhelming anger enveloped her in an instant, her teeth were gritted, and she said angrily: "Bei Mo Ling, you are shameless!" ”

"Get out!"

Beimo Ling roared angrily, and his cold voice penetrated the tense side hall, instantly igniting the hidden hatred again, Zhen Yue turned around and left with cold eyes, his palms clenched, and his whole body was like a roaring beast because of hatred, just waiting to rush out of the cage and tear all the confinement apart.

The six withering of the clear pond, the petals are slightly rolled, the fragrance is far and clear, with the cold wind swaying on both sides, bringing up the ripples of the clear pool, the six withering of the six Xie and six open even in the cold winter, still blooming luxuriantly, without fear of frost.

Zhen Yue stood in the courtyard of Zhanghua Pavilion, slowly closed her eyes, and slowly suppressed the anger in her chest, she kept telling herself that she was calm and calm, chaos is bad, and she had to plan well.

Bei Mo Ling lifted the black curtain by the window, looking at her cold back that was gradually moving away, her angular side face was hidden in the dark, and no one could see the loneliness.

Far away in the Yongdu City in Dongtan, a war horse rushed into the newly built imperial city, the horse's hooves were sonorous, and the originally dignified cabinet caused an uproar because of his arrival.

"Beiying's spy is back."

Chu Zhong hurriedly entered the Chamber, not daring to delay at all.

The three men who were originally surrounding the military map raised their eyes one after another, and the most conspicuous thing was the man who sat first, the man was dressed in a blue robe, with dark lines and piping, his body was like a bamboo, and his handsome face had the calmness of a killing scene, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, like a night wolf.

On both sides of the military map is the world-famous Fan Gu, and Wang Ping, the commander of the Yunchuan Army, is extremely concerned about the secret agent, and the two of them said in unison: "Hurry up and let him in." ”

"Yes." Chu Zhong hurriedly summoned people in.

"See the Prince." The man's face was frosty, and the linen clothes on his body were a little dirty, and then Shi Li said: "I have seen Mr. Fan and General Wang." ”

"Is there any news?" Qiu Sheng hurriedly walked over, breathing heavily, two months ago, the spies of Shu reported that they had searched all over Ye'an City and did not find Xiaoyue, but they saw with their own eyes the army that left Shu, escorting a prisoner, but the messy hair covered the face, making people unable to see the face, from the point of view of the figure, it was indeed a woman, until half a month ago, because of the alliance in Xitan, Beiying's checkpoint was more lax than before, so there was a chance to blend in. (To be continued......)