In the Guanju Palace, where sandalwood lingered, Li Qingmu sighed softly, and there was a slight throbbing pain in the corners of his forehead. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

Empress Qin and Madame Yu fought again.

Since Mrs. Yu's brother was well ill, and Empress Qin was snubbed by Emperor Jianning because of the poisoning of the little princess, the secret fight between the two people was slowly put on the surface.

In the past, Madame Yu respected Empress Qin, and Empress Qin was polite to Madame Yu everywhere, but now she is an open gun and a hidden sword, one move after another, which makes people dazzled and overwhelmed.

As if she hadn't heard Empress Qin's words, Madam Yu didn't raise her head and say to Empress Qin's eyes until she blew the tea cup in her hand and drank a sip of fragrant tea, "Sister Zhaoyue is deeply favored by the emperor, and it is a matter of time before she gives birth to an imperial heir." When that time comes, the concubine won't be funny......"

The corners of Empress Qin's mouth still had a soft curvature, but there was no smile in her eyes. She glanced back at Li Qingmu's lower abdomen, and chuckled, "As soon as Sister Yu said it, this palace also felt that it was so......

Li Qingmu didn't want Empress Qin and Mrs. Yu to talk about herself, so she said to Empress Qin, "Sister Yu joked about the concubines, but the queen not only didn't help the concubines, but said the same thing as Sister Yu." The concubine did not follow, and the concubine retired. ”

After saying that, Li Qingmu stood up, greeted Empress Qin and Madam Yu, and went out amid the slightly cold laughter of the two.

When he stepped out of the palace gate, Li Qingmu raised his beautiful eyes, swept over the body of the curtain maid, and left with the hand of picking incense.

Walking to the Imperial Garden, Litmus asked aloud, "Master, but she?" ”

Li Qingmu came to greet Queen Qin today, the chat is fake, and it is true to take a look at the curtain palace maid.

That palace maid is the morning chrysanthemum that Zhiliu said. Zhiliu panicked and said that he was not in good health, and exchanged errands with Chen Ju for a day.

It's a pity that Chen Ju is not an assassin in the Agarwood Palace. The height is about the same, but the appearance is different, and the temperament lacks the coldness of the assassin.

After returning to Fengyang Palace, Li Qingmu took off the pearl necklace and handed it to Cai Xiang to put it away.

"Princess, why do you put it away?" Cai Xiang asked puzzled.

Li Qingmu smiled, "Falling on the neck, tired." ”

In the past, she made a purse to hang on her body for contraception, and later when Zhen Niangzi lived in Fengyang Palace, she asked Wen Qing to take it out and burn it. This time she put musk in the two hollowed-out beads, intending to kill more birds with one stone.

It's just that this kind of thing is worn for a few days and stopped, otherwise you really can't get pregnant after a long time.

After picking incense and leaving, Li Qingmu leaned on the bed and pondered which corner of Guan Ju Palace Wu Xing was hiding.

On the night of May 29 in the third year of Jianning, Li Qingmu, who was asleep, suddenly woke up. She covered her mouth and nose with a brocade quilt, and her eyes became clear for a moment.

In the temple, there is incense. She smelled good about that peculiar smell.

Gently opened the gauze tent, and Cai Xiang, who was holding a flower embroidered handkerchief, just tilted his head and fainted on the table.

Shocked, Li Qingmu put down the gauze tent again. Since it is a fascination, the whole temple of minions must have been dizzy.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his body, and Li Qingmu's heart was beating wildly, deafening. She seemed to hear the incense man, holding a sharp blade, walking step by step towards the dormitory.

There was a soft sound in the distance at the door of the temple, and the door opened.

Li Qingmu held her breath, lifted the gauze tent at a very fast speed, poured the cold tea that she had not finished drinking before going to bed on the handkerchief, and pinched the bitter tea leaves with one fingertip and held it in her mouth. Then he covered his mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief and breathed carefully, sat up lightly on the bed, and stood behind the veil.

Seeing that she was wearing a pale yellow bedgown today, she lifted up half of the tender yellow gauze tent and loosely blocked it in front of her.

As soon as Li Qingmu finished doing all this, a figure flickered at the screen, and someone came in.

The dripping on the side of the bed pointed to the ugly moment, which was a good time to kill people and set fires in the dead of night.

Li Qingmu stood up straight, and looked through the tulle as a palace maid wearing the same palace maid costume as Cai Xiang and walked in with her head bowed.

His heart skipped a sudden beating twice, and he swallowed a mouthful of bitter tea with bated breath.

Someone is here, it's Wu Xing!

Wu Xing ignored the fainting incense picking on the table, and hurried straight to the bed where Li Qingmu was sleeping.

Li Qingmu leaned into the corner, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. She covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, afraid that the sound of her breathing and strong heartbeat would be heard by Wu Xing.

The empty bed made Wu Xing's eyes look suspicious, she turned around and looked around the dormitory, and then walked towards the dark room on the right side of the dormitory.

The darkroom, where the bucket is placed.

Li Qingmu reached out and pulled a thumb-sized gold bead from the tassel hanging down from the corner of the bed, raised his hand, and hit Cai Xiang hard.

With a soft 'pop' sound, the beads hit Cai Xiang's arm and landed on the table again.

Wu Xing's footsteps stopped, and he hurriedly looked around, the vigilance in his eyes deepened.

Li Qingmu's breathing became rapid, his face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat slowly oozed from his forehead.

Wu Xing took a deep breath and continued to walk towards the darkroom.

Li Qingmu quickly pulled down another bead and threw it at Cai Xiang's head with all his strength.

Cai Xiang was in pain in a coma, and a moan came out of his mouth.

Wu Xing's hand had just rested on the curtain of the dark room, and when he heard the soft groan of the incense, he paused, turned around and ran out.

Li Qingmu stood behind the gauze and didn't dare to move, her snow-white chest rose and fell violently, and her body was already soaked in cold sweat.

Her eyes were once again aimed at the hourglass beside the bed, and the silver hands were still pointing at the ugly moment. In this short period of time, she seemed to have walked around the ghost gate.

It wasn't until the pointer on the drip pointed to the ugly hour that Li Qingmu let go of his grip on the gauze tent and slowly sat down on the bed, covered in cold sweat.

Swallowing the crushed tea leaves in his mouth, Li Qingmu felt a trace of ruthlessness in his heart.

Wu Xing must die, and Empress Qin must fall, otherwise she will not be able to eat and sleep unsteadily.

But Li Qingmu couldn't find Wu Xing, and Zhiliu inquired many times in Guan Ju Palace, but there was still no news of Wu Xing.

In the end, Li Qingmu decided to lure the fish to the bait. The bait is yourself.

Since Empress Qin can send Wu Xing to kill her twice, she will definitely send a third time and a fourth time until she succeeds.

After making this decision, Li Qingmu sent a letter to Wu Yue.

Wu Xing is a member of the Wu family, he can be Gu and poison, and his martial arts are still above him. She wanted to kill Wu Xing, but she could only outwit it.

Wu Yue, as Wu Xing's sister, senior sister, and enemy, must have a deeper understanding of Wu Xing than Li Qingmu. She needs to know Wu Xing's weakness and win with one blow.

On the second day of the sixth month of the third year of Jianning, Wuyue's carrier pigeon fell into the Fengyang Palace.

On the letter, there is only one word: etc.

Li Qingmu was furious after reading the note. Wu Xing might break into Fengyang Hall again at any time, and Wu Yue actually asked her to wait.

What year and month will it take? Wait until she is buried in the ground and reduced to a handful of bones?

Li Qingmu, who was uneasy, went to the Qingxin Hall several times and wanted to talk to Emperor Jianning about Wu Xing and Empress Qin, but Emperor Jianning, who was busy with state affairs, repeatedly refused to leave.

The anger spread from Wu Xing Wu Yue's body to Emperor Jianning's body.

On the fifth day of June in the third year of Jianning, Emperor Jianning stayed in Fengyang Palace.

In the afternoon of the same day, Lu Shi came to Fengyang Palace, holding a brocade box in his hand, and said to Li Qing flatteringly, "Mrs. Zhaoyue, this is sent by the emperor's minions, and Mrs. Zhaoyue will definitely like it." ”

"And then, the emperor won't come today, will he?" Li Qingmu didn't have a smile on his face, and he was inexplicably aggrieved in his heart.

"How come, the emperor is talking to Lord Wu, and he will be there in a while." Lu Shi said with a flattering smile.

Seeing that Li Qingmu's face was still cold, Lu Zhi's expression became scornful, and he retired after handing over Jinhe to Cai Xiang.

After Lu Shi walked out of Fengyang Hall with the little eunuch, he picked incense and opened the brocade box in his arms.

"Wow~" Cai Xiang exclaimed in amazement.

Li Qingmu frowned, looked at the happy fragrance in his eyes, and said coldly, "What is it called?" What kind of good things haven't you seen? ”

"Princess, such a good thing, the slave maid has really never seen it." Cai Xiang put the brocade box on the table, reached out and carefully took out a glass vase, and put it in front of Li Qingmu.

Li Qingmu's eyes lit up, and the lines on his face softened.

The aqua blue glass vase is about a foot tall and swan-shaped. The mouth of the vase is the mouth of the swan, which is high and slightly open. The swan's belly is huge, with mountains and flowing water, green trees and red flowers, and most importantly, three small and colorful living butterflies inside.

In the sun, the glass vase sparkles, and three butterflies flutter in the belly of the swan, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing a smile on the corner of Li Qingmu's mouth, Cai Xiang nudged Li Qingmu, "Princess, you smiled." ”

Li Qingmu smiled, and his eyes bent into a crescent moon.

"Don't be angry this time, the emperor is thinking about you." Cai Xiang tapped the vase with her hand, causing the butterfly that had fallen inside to fly again, "Princess, how did you say this butterfly was put in?" ”

Li Qingmu shook her head, she touched the cold bottle with her fingers, and the irritability in her heart slowly subsided, and turned to a hint of sweetness.

In the evening, when Emperor Jianning stepped into the Fengyang Palace, Li Qingmu was still smiling.

She took Emperor Jianning's hand and sat down before the dinner, smiling lightly and serving soup to Emperor Jianning.

Emperor Jianning looked at Li Qingmu with a soft smile and asked, "Mu'er, aren't you angry with me?" ”

"You didn't do anything wrong, why am I mad at you?" Li Qingmu put the scooped soup in front of Emperor Jianning.

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"You are the monarch of a country, when are you not busy?" Li Qingmu served vegetables to Emperor Jianning, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Isn't it normal to see each other for the whole month before?" ”

Cai Xiang and Wen Qing pursed their lips, lowered their heads and chuckled.

"Then how many times have you been to the Pure Heart Palace, but is there something wrong?" Emperor Jianning asked again.

Li Qingmu said softly, thinking that he really had something to do with Emperor Jianning, "It's a little thing, I'll tell you after the meal." ”

"Hmm." Emperor Jianning held the white jade wine jug and asked Li Qingmu, "Mu'er, can you drink some wine?" ”

Li Qingmu's face turned red, and his hand holding the silver chopsticks and cloth vegetables trembled slightly. She glanced at Emperor Jianning, biting her red lip, and did not agree or object.

Cai Xiang coughed lightly, glanced at Wen Qing and Lu Zhi, and the three of them retreated in unison. The second more is offered, and the lazy will work hard for the third more ~~~