Chapter 40: Invisible Oppression
In modern times, whether it is a mission or a trip, Xue Ning has been to the Forbidden City all over the world, and she has seen all kinds of styles, but when she is really in the ancient palace, it is a different feeling.
Perhaps because of the perennial snow, the palace of Xue Xi Kingdom is somewhat similar to the ancient castle in Central Europe, although now because of the enchantment of the gods, there is no snow on the top of the fort, but Xue Ning can imagine what a beautiful scene it should be when this castle becomes a snow castle.
Xue Yi personally led them into the palace, although they did not identify themselves, no one dared to stop them.
Xue Ning changed into a white saro skirt, and the hat was also replaced by a white veil, the original slender figure was even lighter, and there was an ethereal fairy aura when she walked, like a holy white lotus.
Xiao Feng, who has always been holding her hand, completely ignores the scenery of the palace, and her eyes are always on the people around her.
During this time, he has seen her sickly and delicate, she has also seen her resolute and fierce, and he has seen her angry, but he doesn't want her to have such an elegant and clean side.
This woman is really able to give him different surprises every time.
Xue Ning felt the gaze on her body, and tilted her head slightly, just in time to meet Xiao Feng's gaze.
Peeking at being caught, Xiao Feng turned his gaze away a little embarrassed, but heard Xue Ning say softly: "Don't like here? ”
"Hmm." Xiao Feng nodded, the building here is like a giant tomb group, it's strange to like it.
"Let's stay for a few days and have a look, if you don't like it, let's leave." Xue Ning comforted him softly.
Xiao Feng pouted, this is the Imperial Palace, is it a place where you can come and go?
But with her ability, it's really not something that this small palace can trap.
The voices of the two were not loud, but Xue Yi and Xue Hao, who were walking in front, heard it, and the two glanced at each other, showing concern, but neither of them spoke.
When he came to a fork in the road, Xueyi turned around and said, "Ling'er, let the sixth brother take you back to Fengqi Palace first, and I will report to my father, and I will pick you up later to see your father." “
"Okay." Xue Ning nodded, Fengqi Palace, it sounds like it should be where the queen lives.
Xue Yi then said to Xue Hao: "Take care of Ling'er." ”
"Yes." Xue Hao nodded obediently, and suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "Is the queen going to ask for peace over there?" ”
I've been missing for a whole month, and when I come back, I'm supposed to tell the queen.
But after Xue Yi heard this, she frowned, and was silent for a while before saying, "Don't go yet, I'll take her when I come." “
While Xue Ning listened, she silently wrote down in her heart, it seems that she, the queen mother, doesn't like her very much.
As soon as Xue Yi left, Xue Hao changed from the quiet and well-behaved boy who was silent and silent before to a lively chatterbox, introducing the buildings and people in the palace to Xue Ning as he walked.
Only then did Xue Ning know that she lived in Fengqi Palace with the queen, but they all had separate halls, the queen's Yanyun Hall was in the easternmost part, Xue Ning's Lingxi Hall was the westernmost hall, and Xue Hao lived in the side hall next door to the Lingxi Palace.
Xue Hao took Xue Ning and Xiao Feng all the way, and met many palace maids and eunuchs, but these people didn't even dare to look at them, and after saluting, they hurriedly fled.
Xue Ning said funny: "They're afraid of you? ”
"Hey, hey." Xue Hao scratched his head a little embarrassed, and muttered softly, "Actually, they are afraid of you." ”
"I'm like this, and they don't recognize me." Xue Ning pulled her veil helplessly.
Without waiting for Xue Hao to speak, Xiao Feng on the side said four words leisurely, "Fox fake tiger might." ”
Xue Ning glanced at Xiao Feng approvingly and patted his hand.
And Xue Hao, who was depressed, approached Mo Chen beside him and said in a low voice: "Is he really just a five-year-old child?" ”
Mo Chen didn't speak, but his eyes glanced towards Xiao Feng, just in front of his provocative eyes, and his heart tightened slightly.
This child is not simple, from the first time I saw him, I felt that there was an invisible sense of oppression in him, which always made him a little uneasy.