Chapter 210 A Painting Turmoil
"Bang!" With a bang, the guards rushed in from outside: "Seventh Prince, are you okay!" ”
The movements in his hands stopped, and Feng Ling sat heavily on the ground, his expression becoming clearer little by little.
"It turned out to be a dream."
Looking at the messy tables and chairs in the room that were cut by himself, Feng Ling waved his hand: "If someone spreads today's incident, this king will definitely punish him severely." ”
"Yes, lord."
Sleepless nights.
Early the next morning. Phantom Er found that the painting Ning Xiyue drew last night had disappeared like this.
"Miss, that painting of Princess Qingshu is gone."
"Hmm."
Ning Xiyue responded calmly and calmly, and ate breakfast in an orderly manner, as if the lost painting was not painted by her.
Seeing that Huan'er was surprised, Rong Xia smiled helplessly: "Huan'er, let's have breakfast!" ”
"But......" Huan'er wanted to speak and stopped, she felt that she couldn't see through Ning Xiyue's thoughts at all now, at the beginning she felt that Ning Xiyue was almost no different from ordinary women, but after getting along, Huan'er only discovered a truth.
Some people are obviously standing in front of you, but you can't see through her true thoughts, Ning Xiyue, like the Eighth Prince, is the kind of person who can't guess her mind.
"Don't worry, Miss, Miss has a reason for doing things, we just need to follow orders."
Rong Xia smiled faintly, she only knew that she would always stand behind Miss and guard Miss and support Miss Miss.
Huan'er was surprised that Rong Xia's trust in Ning Xiyue was so deep, and she had no choice but to nod in the end.
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Yang Qinghe, the empress dowager of Fuchen Kingdom, was a man of the hour in the early years, ruling the court and the previous dynasty, and no one dared to disobey her rules.
It's just that time flies, and after the Queen Mother is old, she lives in Bibo Ting in the palace, and no one cares.
The clouds in the sky are constantly drifting, indicating the unspeakable.
"Jinxi, this year's lotus flowers are blooming well."
An old man with a kind face and gray hair looked at the lotus flowers in full bloom in the pond and sighed: "Year after year, the mourning family is old!" ”
"Whatever the Queen Mother said, you will always be the youngest in the hearts of the slaves."
The middle-aged woman named Jinxi smiled respectfully, and her words were full of caution.
Yang Qinghe smiled faintly: "I'm old, I want to ...... back then"
Halfway through his words, the smile on Yang Qinghe's face turned cold, as if he had thought of something bad.
Jin Xi frowned secretly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a noise not far away, and the two guards were pressing He Chang and were walking towards this side.
"Queen Mother."
The two pointed to He Changzai, who was kneeling on the ground, and the two guards had serious expressions: "This woman ran to Bibo Court without permission, what should I do?" ”
"Dispose of it!"
Yang Qinghe waved his hand, and it seemed that what was kneeling in front of her was not a human life, but a weed.
He Changzai was originally excited that he could finally enter this Bibo Garden, but now when he heard this, his whole heart instantly sank to the bottom.
Unwillingly, he grabbed the corner of Yang Qinghe's skirt, He Chang was holding up the painting in his hand and shouted: "Queen Mother, this is Princess Qingshu, I painted it." ”
"Qingshu?"
Yang Qinghe frowned, and motioned to Jinxi on the side to open the painting, Jinxi opened the painting, Yang Qinghe looked at the characters above, and his originally cloudy eyes changed a lot: "This is what you painted?" ”
"Yes, it was painted by the concubine."
He Changzai nodded heavily, and the excitement in his eyes couldn't be stopped: "I heard that the Queen Mother misses the dead Princess Qingshu very much, so the concubine painted this picture, thinking about the Queen Mother who came to pay homage." ”
"You have a heart."
Yang Qinghe nodded, making it impossible to see her emotions.
He Changzai thought that he had been praised by the Queen Mother, and the corners of his happy mouth were grinning behind the roots of his ears.
Now it's okay, as soon as the queen mother is happy, she will definitely let the emperor seal the concubine she made, and when the time comes, she will have countless glory and wealth.
Thinking of this, He Chang was even more excited in the whole person, so he rushed up and directly asked the Queen Mother to reward him.
Jinxi secretly sneered, when did the emperor's woman become so brainless, she didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, and she still wanted to be a concubine, it was really shameless.
"He Changzai, your painting is very happy for the mourning family, and the mourning family wants to reward you well."
Yang Qinghe retracted his gaze and said word by word: "Come on, pull this woman down, and kill him!" ”
"Yes, Queen Mother."
Suppressed by the two guards, He Changzai's eyes widened in disbelief: "Queen Mother, the concubine wants to make you feel better, there is no other meaning!" ”
Why is all this different from what she thought, why did the Queen Mother not only not canonize her as a concubine, but also ordered her to be killed?
He Chang couldn't figure it out, the whole person was very scared, he knew that he wouldn't come to steal this painting if he killed her, but now it's okay, it's become like this.
What to do, what to do, what does she have to do to save her own little life?
He Chang was in a panic, he didn't care about anything, and simply shouted out the source of the words: "Queen Mother, this painting was painted by Ning Xiyue, and it has nothing to do with the concubine, the concubine is really wronged." ”
"Ning Xiyue."
Yang Qinghe squinted slightly, and said coldly: "If you dare to deceive the mourning family, then you should pay the price and pull it down and cut it." ”
"Yes, Queen Mother."
The two guards nodded heavily, and He Chang was completely paralyzed on the ground, trembling but not knowing what to say.
The Queen Mother must let herself die, no matter what she says, the Queen Mother will not change her mind, He Chang panicked at this moment, and regretted the theft of the painting.
In this way, He Changzai was dragged down and executed like this, Jinxi put away the painting in his hand and said in a low voice: "Queen Mother, do you want to arrest that Ning Xiyue too?" ”
"I'm also very curious about this Ning Xiyue, so let her come!"
Yang Qinghe waved his hand and closed his eyes, as if he was very tired.
Jin Xi nodded, and personally went to Xiangyue Tower to find Ning Xiyue.
The people in Xiangyue Tower knew that the people around the Queen Mother came to find Ning Xiyue, and the matter soon spread throughout Xiangyue Tower, and everyone began to talk about it after Ning Xiyue left, and even felt that the Queen Mother's name this time was Ning Xiyue, and she must be to see what the future princess was like.
Jin Xi took Ning Xiyue all the way to Bibo Ting, and Ning Xiyue didn't say a word along the way, which made Jin Xi couldn't help but be impressed, such a calm and quiet woman.
"Miss Ning, aren't you afraid?"
Jinxi naturally understood that she couldn't talk too much in the palace, but she couldn't help but ask, over the years, there were fewer and fewer women like Ning Xiyue.
Ning Xiyue looked sideways, her red lips hooked lightly, and slowly spit out two words: "Don't be afraid!" ”