Chapter 42: Becoming Sisters
Zhao Qiujin's cheeks were also slightly red, looking at Leng Lingzhe's deep eyes, there was a trace of panic in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.
Leng Lingzhe got up, helped Shangguan Xin'er up, looked at her stunned appearance, brushed the dust off her body in order to hide her panic, and then opened her mouth to explain the situation just now.
"Doesn't the Queen feel comfortable stepping on my feet just now?" Leng Lingzhe didn't know why Shangguan Xin'er always couldn't get along with his shoes, last time he was stained with Sixi pills, but this time he directly got on it himself, so he could only shake his head helplessly, he really wanted to give her a few pairs of shoes and let her play slowly.
Zhao Qiujin thought it was a stone, so he could only scratch his head, and looked at Leng Lingzhe aggrievedly, "The emperor spares his life, and the concubine didn't mean it." ”
Leng Lingzhe didn't make a sound, just waved his hand, and then turned around and walked towards the palace gate.
Zhao Qiujin looked at Leng Lingzhe's hand, he was injured by Shi Zi'er, and he was bleeding, he could only sigh that Leng Lingzhe's life was not good, and every time he wanted to save himself, he was either poisoned or injured.
"What this person does is always confusing...... Zhao Qiujin doesn't know why Leng Lingzhe always acts like a child, cloudy and uncertain, sometimes he feels good to himself, and sometimes he feels deliberately alienated from himself.
"Harm, think about what to do so much, waste your brain." Zhao Qiujin entered the house with a self-muttering voice.
"Ling'er, when did the emperor come?" Zhao Qiujin entered the house, poured himself a glass of water, and sat down.
"Niangniang, you are here, the slave soul is going to be scared! The emperor arrived as soon as it was dark, and he had been drinking tea outside. Ling'er gasped for breath in relaxation.
Zhao Qiujin was out of the palace and rested very early. Then because of the matter with Leng Lingzhe at night, he actually dreamed of Leng Lingzhe in his dream.
In the dream, Leng Lingzhe returned to modern times with her, but Leng Lingzhe couldn't keep up with the rhythm of modern life at all, and even asked her to take care of Leng Lingzhe, Zhao Qiujin naturally disagreed, so he drove away Leng Lingzhe.
Leng Lingzhe, who lives on the street, was discovered by a talent scout because of his extraordinary temperament and excellent image, and he made Leng Lingzhe a big star, and there were huge posters of Leng Lingzhe everywhere, and it didn't take long for Leng Lingzhe to go to her martial arts hall and announce that she had bought this building, and asked her to move the martial arts hall quickly.
Zhao Qiujin could only hug his legs and beg for mercy. "Brother Ling Zhe, for the sake of us all sharing weal and woe in the Cold Moon Country, just let me go....."
Ling'er heard Shangguan Xin'er's dream words and rushed over, only to hear her muttering in her dream: "Don't, my martial arts hall, Brother Leng Lingzhe, there are a lot of adults, let my martial arts hall go......"
Zhao Qiujin woke up from the dream, his forehead was sweating, Ling'er hurriedly brought a handkerchief and wiped it for Shangguan Xin'er, Zhao Qiujin took the handkerchief and scolded angrily, "This dog thing, dare to do whatever he wants in my dream, ruin the martial arts gym that Lao Tzu worked so hard to create, and don't look at whose dream it is, dare to be so bold!" ”
Zhao Qiujin has been scolding since she woke up, in her dream, she is the king, this Leng Lingzhe is used to being a domineering president, and he dares to run into her dream, fight against her, and ruin her hard work.
In order to lower the anger in his heart, Zhao Qiujin locked himself in the study to practice calligraphy, hoping that he could calm down and reduce fire and noise.
In the afternoon, Liang Xufeng turned into Fengyi Palace, and saw Shangguan Xin'er writing hard in the study, and said with great interest: "The queen mother is so Yaxing, and she is writing your "Beijing Love Story" again?" ”
Zhao Qiujin looked up and saw Liang Xufeng looking at his masterpiece with interest, "Where is it, my master wants me to transcribe a collection of poems for him, and I will be fine immediately." ”
"You're quite fond of your master." Liang Xufeng had never seen Shangguan Xin'er so attentive to anyone, so he stepped forward and quipped.
"That's not it, my master helped me wash away my grievances, and he was so good to me, we are such righteous people, we can't drip the grace of water, and the spring will repay you." Zhao Qiujin said as a matter of course.
"Yes, yes, then I also contributed to your release from prison, so how should you thank me?" Liang Xufeng held his head high, with a praising expression.
Zhao Qiujin thought about it carefully, "I invite you to a big dinner tonight." ”
"It's a deal." Liang Xufeng remembered that day's barbecue and still remembered it vividly, and he didn't know how Shangguan Xin'er could have so many strange things.
"Try it tonight, if it's delicious, I'll make it for my master next time." Zhao Qiujin thought that her master, the greedy old urchin, would dance happily if he tasted the delicious hot pot.
"What has Miss Ruyan been busy with lately, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I miss her a little." Zhao Qiujin thought about the days she had been in prison, and she hadn't been to the Red Sleeve Building for a long time.
Liang Xufeng fanned her fan and paced: "Miss Ruyan is naturally still in the Red Sleeve Building, she asked me a few days ago why you haven't seen you for a long time, and asked if you are unwell." ”
Zhao Qiujin missed her even more when she heard that Miss Ruyan was so concerned about her, "Can you take her into the palace?" So that we can eat hot pot together. ”
"You're giving me a problem, who can bring people in from outside the palace at will." Liang Xufeng raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Qiujin didn't care, only said lightly: "If it's someone else, it's fine, but you are Liang Xufeng, there is nothing you can't do." "In the most bland tone, he said something boastful.
"Okay, okay, wait, I'll send you someone in a moment." Liang Xufeng closed the fan, "But you have to think about it, you used to be a man, but Ruyan still doesn't know that you are a daughter." Liang Xufeng sometimes feels that Ruyan has an inexplicable affection for Shangguan Xin'er.
"Ah, what's this, I wear men's clothes or women's clothes, isn't it all me." Zhao Qiujin said impatiently, and motioned for Liang Xufeng to go back quickly.
Liang Xufeng walked out of Fengyi Palace as soon as he slipped through the smoke, about a stick of incense, and then Liang Xufeng took Xu Ruyan into Fengyi Palace.
Zhao Qiujin saw in the study that the two entered the courtyard, and hurriedly put down the work in their hands and went out. "I haven't seen Miss Ruyan for a long time, but she is getting more and more beautiful!" Zhao Qiujin saw that Ruyan girl was becoming more and more radiant, and couldn't help but open his mouth to praise.
"Why don't you praise me?! Am I getting more and more heroic?! Liang Xufeng looked at Zhao Qiujin and asked rhetorically.
Xu Ruyan reacted slowly, it turned out that Zhao Qiujin and Zhao Gongzi were the queen's Shangguan Xin'er, and they suddenly disappeared a few days ago because they were framed and imprisoned, but this beautiful young man turned into a woman in front of her, which really surprised her.
Originally, she had a good impression of Zhao Qiujin and Zhao Gongzi, but she didn't expect it to be an oolong.
So he said in surprise: "Ruyan never thought that Zhao Gongzi was a woman!"
"It's me who was abrupt and didn't explain the situation to Miss Ruyan earlier." Zhao Qiujin saw that Ruyan didn't react for a long time, and he was still in surprise, and said apologetically.
"I thought I could be a confidante of my son, but now it seems that it won't work!" Miss Ruyan said regretfully.
"If you don't be a confidante, we can become friends with Jinlan, and Miss Ruyan won't dislike me." Zhao Qiujin learned from the ancients to hold his fists and bow his waist, and said with a smile.