So Leng Huaping, as the only concubine of Leng Shanshui, naturally took Miss Xiangfu to meet the queen.

When I came to the queen's Weiyang Palace, there were already a lot of people inside, so with everyone, the queen took a look and let them go to the back garden to play.

The Queen's Palace was full of tea parties for these middle-aged and elderly women.

Of course, when leaving, Leng Huaping did not forget to glance at Murong Shijing, who was sitting under the queen.

"Mother, I'll go out to play first." Murong Shi patted the back of the eldest princess of the sun and said pleadingly.

Looking at Murong Shijing's longing eyes, the doting Lieyang Eldest Princess had no choice but to let go.

When the queen saw her, she joked and said, "You, you are still so spoiled by Shijing!" ”

"No way, who made her the most like a colt!" The eldest princess of the sun smiled bitterly.

The eldest princess of Lieyang has a deep affection for Murong Concubine, which is something that the entire Great Jin knows. It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the talent, so Murong Horse died on the battlefield, leaving the eldest princess of Lieyang alone to take care of a pair of children.

The queen understood the pain in the heart of the eldest princess of Lieyang, so she changed the topic and said, "Those young ladies of the Xiangfu just now are not bad. ”

A group of ladies said in obedience, and the few ladies who were discussed had already scattered everywhere as a flock of birds.

"Look at the people in your family, one by one, they attract bees and butterflies." Murong Shijing shook his head and commented on them.

"You don't care what they do! So many people are dressed like this. "The cold picture screen is comfortable for this embarrassing quiet.

Sure enough, no one around Murong Shijing would come forward to disturb him.

"Let's go, there's too many people here. I'll take you to my mother's dormitory. ”

Today, the emperor feels sorry for the eldest princess of Lieyang, who was widowed early, and often let her enter the palace, so there are palaces that belong to her in the palace.

"The palace is your territory, you can arrange it!" Leng Huaping said and left with Murong Shijing.

So many people only noticed the departure of the cold white screen. But there was no reaction, because she knew that the road was all made by herself.

Leng Huaping was walking along the road with Murong when he suddenly bumped into a child.

Quickly stopped and asked, "Are you okay?" I didn't mean to bump into you. ”

For small children, there is always patience with the cold picture screen.

Who knew that this kid just glanced at the cold painting screen coldly, patted his coarse linen clothes, and stood up and ran away.

Leng Huaping looked at his back suspiciously, and seemed to have some impressions of him.

"Shijing, who is he?" Leng Huaping asked.

"He." When Murong Shijing said it, he was still a little pity, "It's my uncle's eighth son, Zhou Yufu." ”

"What! He is Zhou Yufu! Leng Huaping was shocked, and the impression of Zhou Yufu was wearing a brocade silk robe, followed by the highest hussar leader of the Great Jin Kingdom.

How could it be like this. Leng Huaping looked at her hands, how could she forget that the clothes she wore in the two years of imprisonment were not as bad as those worn by Zhou Yufu.

The current Zhou Yufu ......

"What do you think!" Murong Shijing asked by pushing Leng Huaping's shoulder.

"Nothing, let's go!" Leng Huaping said while holding Murong Shijing's shoulder.

Zhou Yufu ran all the way forward until he reached a dilapidated courtyard, and then boldly pushed the door in.

Zhou Yufu looked at the straight black-robed man who was standing, clasped his hands together and shouted respectfully:

"Mio has seen Mr."