"Miss Feng is right, this blood exquisite dragon appeared in the Dragon Kingdom, I am afraid that it is Loulan, the gods and witches will not be able to bear it, if you take this opportunity to make trouble, then the situation of the Dragon Kingdom will not be good," Wei Yuxuan seemed to say to Feng Lingyu, but a pair of sharp eyes looked at Wei Guozhong's expression, which seemed to have a deep meaning.

Wei Guozhong's face was indifferent, his old eyes were a little hollow and distant, he seemed to think for a moment, and then slowly asked, "I wonder if this Gu poison can be solved?" ”

The corners of Feng Lingyu's lips raised slightly, and she tapped her forehead and said, "It's solvable." ”

"Okay, it's going to trouble Miss Feng, my children can help you, don't shirk, the old man is going to be lazy," he said with heavy steps, and said to himself: "Old, alas, old、、、、、、"

Wei Yuxuan looked at his father's slightly clumsy figure at the beginning of the year, the corners of his eyes were moist, and his heart seemed to be missing, as if something bad had happened, but she didn't know how, this feeling frightened her, and unconsciously moved a few steps to her brother's side.

Wei Yuxuan's eyes were as bright as day, and he also had a plan in his heart, which was 、、、、、、 for the future

In the courtyard of the deep palace, there are singing and dancing every day, and the prosperity is abnormal.

Which palace concubine does not look forward to the emperor's arrival to give the grace of rain and dew, but now the harem except for Fengyu Palace is bleak and lonely, and the emperor pampers Queen Dai night and night, caring for her day and day, which is not like when she first ascended the throne before.

This rumor was inevitably told by a group of long-tongued women in the lonely deep palace, saying that the queen used charm to charm the monarch and harm the dragon country.

So the front and back courts rolled their lips and grabbed their tongues again, which made Long Qian anxious, and sometimes he had questions in his heart: How could I suddenly feel that the queen was so gentle and charming.

But this thought was also brought in an instant, and he was never tired of it for Fengyu Palace.

Although he was immersed in beauty, Long Qian was originally a generation of masters, and he was still decisive and wise in the affairs of the court, so the former ministers did not say anything for a while.

On this day, with a little leisure, in the Nine Ridges Flying Dragon Pavilion in the Imperial Garden, Long Qian, who was dressed in dark and comfortable clothes, closed his eyes and shook the Nanmu lacquer carved chair slightly.

A song of wind is like a gentle spring breeze blowing all over the body in the sunny morning, implanted in the bottom of the heart, and it has been uneven for a long time.

And the woman who played this song, her eyes were frowning, she didn't Shi Dai, and her thick and straight hair was just pulled into a golden jade bun with a butterfly hairpin, which drooped slightly, looking elegant and dignified, revealing a trace of pity.

The beautiful figure is paired with a floor-mopping emerald silk dress, which can be described as an excellent posture and gorgeous beauty.

After the song, Long Qian straightened up, stroked his palms and smiled: "Xiying's piano skills are becoming more and more exquisite, good, good, good."

It turned out that it was the most favored princess Xiying of the Dragon Kingdom who played the piano.

Lan Ying, who was standing on the side, smiled and took the pre-rain tea sent by the maidservant and was about to make it, but a eunuch ran over in a panic, knelt down a few steps away from the pavilion and said: "Back to the emperor, the palace master of the Holy Immortal Palace, Bai Soul, flew up and said, "The Nine Rotational Spirit Grass was stolen, and now he is waiting in the imperial study to ask the emperor for his guilt." ”

Long Qian's eyebrows jumped slightly, and at this moment there was the sound of pottery shattering, sharp and piercing, and the tender green tea tips were scattered on the ground.

The corners of Lan Ying's snow-blue palace robe were half wet, and despair hung on her pale and colorless face.

Long Xiying was also taken aback, and when she came back to her senses, she saw how Lan Ying, who was calm and capable, could be so reluctant today, even leaning over to pick up the pieces and cutting her fingers, the bright red blood soaked in the water and turned pale pink, but she didn't feel the pain at all.

Long Qian stepped forward with an arrow and leaned over to grab Lan Ying's hand, and the dragon's brows furrowed.