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Leng Huaping knows that this statement of attitude will arouse the emperor's suspicion, but it is better than being guessed.

"I want you to go to Jiangnan." The emperor picked up the warm Biluochun on the table and smelled it slightly.

"Jiangnan?" The cold painting screen is puzzled.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, Shi Jing will go to your house and ask you to go with you, at most you will stop by to do things for me." The emperor said it casually.

caused a cold picture screen to be shocked, could it be that there are also spies from the emperor in the Prime Minister's Mansion? Or did Murong Shi come to ask her to do it at the behest of the emperor?

It's not clear for the time being, so Leng Huaping should still come down and say, "Yes, I don't know if the emperor has anything for his courtiers to do?" ”

……

When Leng Huaping came out of the palace, not many people noticed that she was missing.

The silver candle was waiting outside the palace, not that the palace was not allowed to bring people, but that Leng Huaping was unwilling to let her go into danger.

"Miss, you're back." Silver Candle lifted the curtain for the cold painting screen and let her in.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a dissatisfied voice coming from someone, "It's just good luck, I picked up a big bargain and got a name county lord, what's the big deal." ”

"Alright, don't say it. No matter what, she is also the county lord of the emperor! ”

The voice of discontent, deaf.

Leng Huaping treated him coldly, and he didn't plan to reason with others, after all, the emperor's will expressed that one meaning.

"Miss......" Silver Candle looked at the cold painting screen and didn't understand it, and thought that the cold painting screen was ready to go.

"It's okay, let's go home!" After all, the cold painting screen didn't go out, sometimes it's a sea and a sky to endure one step, but some people don't need to endure, just slap them in the face with facts.

When he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Leng Huaping happened to see Aunt Zhao going to Leng Shanshui's study with a Gu soup. It just so happened that she was also going to Leng Shanshui's study to say something, so she followed Aunt Zhao and walked together.

I don't know if it's the illusion of a cold painting screen, but I just feel that Aunt Zhao seems to be a little afraid to talk to her, it stands to reason that the favored concubine is also hard!

"Fourth Miss, are you also looking for Xiangye?" Aunt Zhao looked at the cold painting screen and didn't speak, so she had to speak first.

"Yes, Aunt Zhao, this is ...... For my dad? Leng Huaping asked casually, and Aunt Zhao was indeed very nervous and said, "Yes, yes!" ”

"Oh~ I don't know how Ruifeng came in recently?" Leng Huaping is holding Aunt Zhao's son.

"Ruifeng, it's good that he came in, and the master also invited Mr. Teacher to enlighten him!" Speaking of Leng Ruifeng, Aunt Zhao is always proud.

It's just because Aunt Cui, who has been favored for a while, doesn't have a son, but she does.

"It's here, Aunt Zhao will go in first! so as not to delay my father's soup. Leng Huaping couldn't refuse to invite Aunt Zhao in.

I went in half a step late, and I happened to be drinking Leng Shanshui, "The painting screen is here?" What will happen to the queen's cherry blossom viewing? ”

"It's not bad, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here." The cold painting screen didn't want to say anything, and directly said the true meaning of the flower viewing party.

Leng Shanshui put down the soup at this time, and asked with a serious expression: "Then have you collided with His Highness?" ”

Leng Huaping sneered, didn't he just want to ask if he was taken by His Royal Highness the Prince!

"My daughter accidentally knocked over the tea, and went to the eldest princess's bedroom with Lord Murong to change her clothes, so I didn't have a chance to talk to His Royal Highness the Prince."

Leng Huaping's answer Leng Shanshui nodded a little reassuringly, "Since it's okay, let's step back first!" ”

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