Under the guidance of the people in the house, Leng Qinghuan came to the main courtyard with a doudou, and the black background bronzing plaque "Chaotianque" on the door of the courtyard was taken from Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong", with iron painting and silver hooks, which was magnificent, but it was also in line with the bearing and mind of the god of war.

There was no guard at the gate of the courtyard, and when I entered the quiet courtyard, I saw the door of the house wide open, and laughter and laughter floated out of the window.

"Miss is really beautiful today, more delicate than the peony flowers on this desk, that Leng Qinghuan is a hillbilly with a nest, and he is not worthy of lifting your shoes. It's still our lord's good eye, and when he comes back in a while, he just needs to take a look, I'm afraid that his soul has been hooked. ”

"It's really poor, let you inform the small kitchen to prepare your daughter Hong, but it's good to add plums?"

"Miss, no, it should be the princess, don't worry, don't say plum wine, the wine and food are specially prepared by the people in the small kitchen according to the taste of the prince. Just wait for the prince to return home, and send it over in a slippery manner, and you can drink a glass of wine with the prince, and the cave room will be candle-free. ”

"Shameless girl, remember to get ready for tomorrow's early reward."

Just listen to the voice and you'll know who it is.

I can't wait to do this, this is planning to hook up in this main courtyard today? Familiarize yourself with the terrain first? Or did you enter the palace with your front foot and move in with your back foot to be the mistress of the palace? 、

Leng Qinghuan sneered, walked into the room, Leng Qinglang was leaning on the carved step bed with a spring face, carelessly stirring the tassels on the tent, and when she came in, she was immediately surprised and sat up.

"Leng Qinghuan? How did you get back? ”

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint my sister, the prince and I haven't been reconciled, so your dream is a bit too hasty."

Leng Qinglang sat up, a touch of jealousy and unwillingness flashed on his face, and he smiled mockingly: "What if the prince doesn't take a break for the time being?" How could the prince let an unclean woman sleep in his bed? The grocery room is where you stay, and I want to live in it here, but it's just a matter of words. ”

"My sister has such a big ability, why didn't you let the prince directly canonize you as the princess in the first place?"

"You!" Leng Qinglang raised his hand and pointed at her nose, his face turned blue with anger: "If it weren't for you, a slut, who took the position of my concubine, would Princess Qi have your turn?" ”

Regarding the grievances of the previous generation, Leng Qinghuan was unwilling to argue with her, and she was purely playing the piano to the cow.

"Leng Qinglang, it's just that you show off your power in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but this is the Qiwang Mansion, you are a low and small side concubine, you should know the rules of being a concubine, if you are so arrogant again, don't blame this princess for being polite."

Leng Qinglang was stunned by her momentum, and then reacted, leaning forward and leaning back with a smile: "Leng Qinghuan, you treat yourself as a green onion, who will dip you in sauce?" You fornicate with wild men, water-based poplars, don't defile the word princess. ”

Leng Qinghuan was not in a hurry or annoyed: "You can be louder, and it is best to make everyone in the house know the best, when the time comes, the prince will lose face, and I am not the only one who will be guilty."

If you provoke me, I will insist that the wild man is the prince, and when he sees something different, he will abandon it from the beginning to the end, and plant it for me. I don't believe you dare to single out the nunnery and say that it's a big deal. I'm not afraid of death, what am I afraid of? ”

It may seem like an understatement, but every word carries great weight. Leng Qinglang understands that Leng Qinghuan is like a trapped beast now, and he has been forced to a dead end. If she takes a step closer, she is really likely to fight with herself.

She has no scruples about breaking the jar, but she always has to take into account the pure and flawless image of the white lotus in Murong Qi's heart. Before firmly grasping this man's heart, he can't act rashly.

She naturally refused to give in in front of Leng Qinghuan, and said inwardly: "Are you begging me to keep it secret, or is it a deal?" Thinking about the love of sisters, being a sister can leave you a face, and this matter will not be publicized for the time being. ”

Leng Qinghuan sneered, raised his chin, and his eyes showed a cold light: "You are wrong, Leng Qinglang, I am just warning you." Before I leave the Qiwang Mansion, you'd better clamp your tail and be a man, don't provoke me, I'm barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. ”

It was clear that it was still the original Leng Qinghuan, and there was no difference between her eyebrows and eyes, but the cold qi that suddenly burst out from her body seemed to invade the internal organs, reaching the limbs and hundreds of remains, making Leng Qinglang only feel that her teeth were slightly chattering, and her scalp was worried.

For a while, she stood by the bed and was stunned, and most of her momentum of showing off her might was gone.

Leng Qinghuan turned his face and ordered: "Throw out all the bedding touched by the concubine on the bed and burn it." ”

Leng Qinglang relieved himself at this time: "You dare to humiliate me? ”

Leng Qinghuan nodded calmly: "Yes, I'm just humiliating you." You can go to the prince and cry and explain to him why you are sleeping on my marriage bed. ”

Leng Qinglang was speechless for a while, his face turned red, and he squeezed out three words from his teeth for a while: "You wait!" The prince will call the shots for me! ”

took the maid beside him and left angrily.

Doudou obediently stepped forward and took out the sheets, brocade quilts and pillows and threw them away, and asked embarrassedly: "Then Miss, what are you building at night?" ”

"The dowry I marry is covered with a lot, one by one, one by one, not the same for a month, is there still a worry about it?"

"But none of those dowry slaves and maids have been seen, and they should all be ignored by the second lady. After all, there are a lot of field shops in it, and there are real money at the bottom of the box, and no one is afraid of burning their hands. ”

At this point, Leng Qinghuan really didn't expect it, and was slightly stunned: "I'm still alive, and my appearance is too ugly." I always have to think of a way to make her spit it out as it is. It's better to buy a house secretly, and there will be a place for you and me in the future. ”

After going around several times and stopping, he finally couldn't help but ask in a whisper: "Miss, when you were in a coma yesterday, the second lady stole her hands and feet and tore open your neckline, and the slave saw that the red lotus sand in your heart was gone?" ”

Leng Qinghuan tugged at the corners of her lips: "What Leng Qinglang said is true." ”

Even though Doudou was mentally prepared, he was still trembling and almost sat on the ground: "How is it possible?" The slave and maid are waiting for you every step of the way, and you have always been well-behaved, and you don't say a word to a foreign man. ”

"Last time, Wang Ma accompanied me to Nanshan Nunnery to incense, and stayed overnight, and I fell in love with Leng Qinglang and Aunt Jin. They made a mess in the sandalwood, and the men were brought in from outside the nunnery. Moreover," Leng Qinghuan paused, glanced at his pale face, and still ruthlessly threw out the second bomb: "Moreover, I'm pregnant." ”

Doudou took two steps back, this time even his lips were white, his face was sad, and he was about to cry: "How, how is it possible?" ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled bitterly: "That's the case, I don't even know who the child's father is." So, don't think that there is any possibility for me to reconcile with King Qi, and when I go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, I will see Aunt Jin's face, and there will be no good fruit to eat. If you are willing to continue to follow me, I will arrange a way out for both of us as soon as possible. Otherwise, just go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion by yourself. Leng Qinglang is ruthless, and he will definitely not be able to tolerate you. ”

shook his head categorically: "The slave maid is going to follow Miss for the rest of her life, the slave maid is just feeling sorry for Miss, how can she be so insidious Second Miss?" ”

"We will share weal and autumn in the future, so I haven't hidden a word from you, and you don't have to feel inferior for this. We don't recruit anyone, we don't mess with anyone, we don't harm anyone, and we just live our own lives in the future. As for this old account, as long as I still have a breath of relief, I must pay it back. ”

Because, this is a human life, the original owner died for this, and he borrowed her body, so he must not easily forgive Leng Qinglang's mother and daughter.

The master and servant put their hearts in their hearts, Leng Qinghuan was physically exhausted after all, leaning on the soft collapse, and his spirit gradually failed.

Doudou withdrew with an eye, let her rest first, and go to the kitchen to get some hot water and porridge and rice by herself.

Leng Qinghuan knew that now Murong Qi was full of hatred for himself, Leng Qinglang was eyeing him, and he couldn't get rid of it quickly, he still had a tough battle to fight soon, and he had to recuperate.

Danger and tomorrow, I don't know which one will come first.