The night is getting deeper, because he will preside over the emperor's birthday banquet tomorrow, so Leng Qinghuan rested early after dinner.

After sleeping for a while, outside the moonlight curtain, Cai Ping's voice sounded, "Niangniang, Song Jieyu and Leng Jieyu ask to meet." ”

Leng Qinghuan's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he didn't bother to open his eyes, and said quietly: "Cai Ping, you are the palace maid in charge of Kunning Palace, can't you do this little thing now?" ”

Cai Ping's heart trembled, her feet were soft, she knelt down, like a sharp edge on her back, and didn't dare to look up, "Niangniang forgive me, the slave maid has already told the two Jieyu that you are resting, but the two Jieyu said that they would discuss the show in detail with Niangniang for a while, so the slave and maid ......"

"Don't be too presumptuous, go down." A cool voice came out, like an ice blade and a sharp sword, on Cai Ping's neck, and at that moment, she wandered on the edge of life and death.

The queen is secretive, more unfathomable than when she first entered the palace, she has been in the palace for many years, and she has seen how many masters' faces, but the only one that can make her net worth and life risky is the one in front of her.

Even if she is as noble as the emperor, she is not as temperamental as her, and the emperor really sent her a good errand......

"Leng Jieyu, Song Jieyu, the queen has rested, you better go back." Cai Ping came to the gate of Kunning Palace and refused again, this time, her attitude was much worse than before.

Leng Qingzi's face is a little ugly, she Leng Qinghuan is something, she dares not to see it, hum, let's see!

"Sister Song, since the queen mother is gone, why should we put a hot face on our cold buttocks, let's go."

Leng Qingzi couldn't bear it, and even the unpleasant words that were held in her heart came out, and she was about to leave after speaking, but was stopped by Cai Ping, "Leng Jieyu, do you dare to be disrespectful to the queen?" ”

Leng Qingzi didn't care, and was even a little arrogant, "I'm just making an analogy, why do you hold on?" Besides, you are just a maidservant, and you dare to question me, do you not want to live anymore? ”

She is holding her stomach and spitting, this is really good at picking the time.

Cai Ping is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she was just reprimanded by Leng Qinghuan for two sentences, and she was also bored, yes, her tone was tougher, "Leng Jieyu, this is Kunning Palace, and behind the slave is the queen's mother, please be cautious in your words and deeds, so as not to make mistakes and block the queen's mother." ”

"You ......" Leng Qingzi wanted to step forward to compete with her, but was dragged by Song Jieyu and Xia He at the same time.

"Miss, don't forget the words of the eldest lady."

Don't clash head-on with Leng Qinghuan, and her handmaid is the same.

Song Jieyu said in a round way: "Oh, Cai Ping, Leng Jieyu is also unintentional, you represent the face of Kunning Palace, you should also be low-key, don't cause trouble for the queen." ”

Turning around, Song Jieyu looked at Leng Qingzi and said: "Leng Jieyu, you are the queen's own sister, when you are at home, you have sisters, you may say whatever you want, but now it is different, she is the queen, her words and deeds are eye-catching and admired, don't be angry with her." ”

These words are obviously persuading, but anyone who is a little jealous of Leng Qinghuan will hear a different meaning, not to mention Leng Qingzi who hopes that Leng Qinghuan will die immediately.

Leng Qingzi pursed her lips and stubbornly looked at the plaque of Kunning Palace, she is the queen of the high, and what is herself?

Why should she be forced on your head?

The same people don't have a fate!

Leng Qingzi hated Leng Qinghuan even more in her heart, but she didn't be impulsive anymore, and showed a meaningful smile, "I don't want to be angry with a cheap girl, let's go, Sister Song, help me taste the newly painted orchid picture." ”

The two of them walked away together, taking all the disgusting aura with them.

Cai Ping looked at the two figures that were gradually elongated by the moonlight, her eyebrows were frowning, Leng Jieyu was the queen's sister, why did she get so close to Song Jieyu? And not the queen's own sister? Isn't that weird?

The next day, after the morning court, the birthday banquet began.

First of all, led by the queen, with a group of palace concubines to celebrate his birthday, "The concubines (concubines) wish the emperor the Holy Eucharist good health, longevity without borders, and wish me a smooth wind and rain in the clouds, and prosperity in the country." Then the courtiers ordered the wives to celebrate their birthdays, and the same greetings were made, and then they sat down in turn.

Leng Qinghuan was dressed in a navy blue gold and silver silk Luan Bird Chaofeng embroidered court dress, sitting beside Ji Lianshao dignified and reserved, the emperor and queen were wearing clothes of the same color, a dragon, a phoenix, a handsome man, a beautiful woman, looking from a distance, Feng Xieluan and He, made in heaven.

Down, the light is staggered, and the lights are red and green.

Leng Qinghuan raised the wine cup and said with a light smile, "Your Majesty, the concubines respect you." ”

"But what's the point?" Ji Lianshao looked at her sideways and smiled like a gentle sheep.

But only Leng Qinghuan knows that he is not a sheep or a cat, and under this gentle and weak skin, there is an ambition to encompass the world.

One day, he will overcome all difficulties, climb to the top of no one, and become the only master in this world.

She would help him, as he trusted her, as she was honest with him that night, under the stars.

She chose him, he believed her, and they had simple reasons and the same goal.

There are some things that don't need to be said explicitly.

Some people, even if they have never seen them, will see them at first sight.

Or fate, or fate, who can say?

"I wish the country picturesque, appreciate it with you, and pay tribute to the concubines first." Leng Qinghuan hid his face, drank a glass of wine, and his eyes overflowed with a free smile.

Ji Lianshao looked at her who was in a good mood today, the corners of her mouth were unconsciously hooked, her eyes were facing each other, and a graceful atmosphere was slowly flowing.

"I also wish the queen good luck and all the best." Ji Lianshao raised her head and drank it all, and when she was about to toast the second cup, she took the wine cup in her hand and persuaded: "Drinking hurts your body, don't be greedy for a cup." ”

Ji Yuntang has already returned from disaster relief, because he was assassinated, he recuperated for a few days of injuries, and it is considered good, today is the emperor's birthday, and he, as the head of a hundred officials, naturally wants to appear.

It's just that the pair of straw bales on the stage that he once thought were a match made in heaven, why do they look so dazzling now?

Ji Yuntang picked up the wine cup and said to Ji Lianshao: "Your Majesty, I salute you with a glass." ”

Ji Lianshao withdrew his gentle gaze and looked at Ji Yuntang, who had become weak and cowardly, "Thank you Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang has worked hard for this disaster relief, and he was injured in the line of duty, I feel distressed, and after the banquet is over, I will ask the imperial doctor to recuperate for Uncle Huang again." ”

Ji Yuntang smiled with relief, "The emperor has a heart, but it is a minor injury, and with the careful care of the princess, it has been cured, and the minister can go to the court tomorrow." ”

"That's very good." Ji Lianshao said, and looked at Leng Qinghuan again, "Does the queen give the regent a cup?" ”

Leng Qinghuan glanced at Ji Yuntang with slanted eyes, and then looked at the dressed up and elegant Leng Qingya beside him, his lips hooked and smiled, and there was a glint in his beautiful eyes, "The regent has done his best for the Great Cloud Dynasty, and the concubines naturally have to be respected." ”