Wen Qingyu smiled indifferently: "This room is aggrieved, but it is more spacious outside." ”

As he spoke, he walked straight into the hall and sat directly on the first place.

"If Niangniang has anything to say, just say it, Qing Yu can hear it clearly when she sits here."

The smile on Concubine Rou's face paused, but her smile became more and more gentle: "It's still Miss Qingyu's thoughtfulness, isn't the hall much more spacious." Let's all go out and talk to Miss Aoyu. ”

As he spoke, he stood up first and walked towards Wen Qingyu.

Wen Qingyu sat without moving, only looking at Rou Guifei without blinking with a pair of eyes.

Concubine Rou's smile stiffened, but she could only sit under Wen Qingyu. A gentle smile on his face again.

"Miss Qingyu is about to get married, and she will be a family with this palace in the future. This palace should be closer to Miss Qingyu. ”

"Niangniang is polite, I don't know what happened to Xuan Qingyu entering the palace today?"

Wen Qingyu really didn't like Wu Mingyue at all, and when she saw her talking around and around, she simply made her words clear.

Concubine Rou's eyes flashed, but the smile on her face did not change at all.

"The palace asked the imperial dining room to prepare some pastries, but I don't know if they were delivered. Why don't you ask the two younger sisters to take a look? ”

Concubine Li took the lead in standing up: "The concubine retired." He took the good nobleman and bowed out.

Only then did Concubine Rou smile: "Miss Qingyu is about to get married, and she is a family with this palace." There are many offenses in front of the flip, so don't blame it. ”

Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "Why did Niangniang offend me before?" ”

Concubine Rou's smile froze, but she instantly regained her usual gentleness: "Don't mention the previous things again, Miss Qingyu should be closer to the palace in the future." ”

The corners of Wen Qingyu's lips hooked, how close? Think she's a fool?

That mouthful is said by this palace, for fear that someone will forget her identity. How close can it be?

Wen Qingyu lowered his head and slowly played with a white jade bracelet on his wrist: "What Niangniang means, Qingyu doesn't understand very well." ”

Concubine Rou didn't seem to be able to hear the alienation in Wen Qingyu's words at all, so she got up and poured a cup of tea for Wen Qingyu with her own hands.

"You and I are inseparable from Shu, and we should be closer than others. If Miss Qingyu didn't dislike it, she also drank this cup of tea, and since then she has smiled and hated. ”

The azure ice cracked porcelain cup is bright, the turquoise tea is crystal clear, the tender tip of a tea leaf in the warm smoke rolls and floats, and the dark fragrance floats in the air.

Wen Qingyu raised her head, Concubine Rou's watery eyes were gentle and quiet, and there was no trace of calculation in the depths of her pupils.

Wen Qingyu smiled, raised his hand, and there was a crisp sound in the air, and the aroma of tea disappeared instantly.

Concubine Rou raised her eyebrows and smiled on her face. The water eyes stared at the tea cup with the lid closed.

"I'm sorry." Wen Qingyu sighed: "Recently, my body has been bad and the medicine has been constant, Lang Zhong said that you must not drink tea so as not to brew the medicinal properties." ”

"Miss Qingyu really still holds a grudge against this palace." Concubine Rou smiled faintly: "After all, you refuse to accept the love of this palace?" ”

Wen Qingyu's voice was light, and his eyes never left the jade bracelet on his wrist.

"Niangniang misunderstood, Qingyu really can't drink tea."

"This palace did go too far before, and it is inevitable that Miss Qingyu will be on guard, which is no wonder for you."

Concubine Rou's voice paused, and her smile was dyed with a touch of desolation and coldness.

"This palace has only been grounded for a month, and this palace will be full of purple and red. The palace has always worshiped high and stepped on low, and if the palace is estranged from his cousin, he can only make his relatives and enemies happy. ”

Wen Qingyu was silent, Qiu Yun entered the palace, the general election is imminent, Concubine Rou has finally decided the danger, do you want to come to find someone to form an alliance?

"Miss Qingyu is also to blame for my precautions. If it were me, I would never drink this cup of tea at this moment. ”

Wen Qingyu had a faint smile in his eyes, and he didn't say anything.

Concubine Rou picked up the teacup: "Today, this cup of tea will be drunk directly in the palace." Fang Cai's words, Miss Qingyu just didn't say it when the palace did. Since then, Mingyue will never embarrass her cousin again. ”

With that, Concubine Rou opened the lid of the cup and drank the warm tea. There seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

That silent tear made Wen Qingyu's heart sour. In the final analysis, Wu Mingyue is just a chess piece pushed out by her father and brother and her beloved man. If she is willing not to embarrass Luo Yeji, it is not unforgivable.

"No need to drink it."

Wen Qingyu stretched out her hand and snatched the teacup from her hand. There was a faint swallowing sound in the room, and the tea in the cup went down his throat.

"Sister Rou, the dim sum is here."

The palace door opened, and Concubine Rou's feet suddenly softened, and her body smashed towards Wen Qingyu.

"Poof."

A rain of blood flashed between heaven and earth, and a blood-colored dahlia bloomed on the placket of Wen Qingyu's coat. The red blood silk dress is becoming more and more gorgeous.

"Ah......h

There was a piercing scream, and the cups and plates fell to the ground with a bang, shattering like dust in an instant.

"Daddy."

A cold color flashed in Wen Qingyu's eyes, and a low and faint woman's groan sounded in her ears.

"Save ...... I. ”

Rou Guifei's hands were like tough aquatic plants, and she held Wen Qingyu tightly. dragged her to the ground with her.

Wen Qingyu sighed, people can't be soft-hearted, soft-hearted people really have to be retributed!

Wen Qingyu frowned and turned around. pressed Rou Guifei under him.

There was a muffled pop, and the Rou Guifei slammed firmly on the polished and extremely smooth floor. Wen Qingyu unceremoniously pressed on her.

Seeing this, Rou Guifei's eyes changed, and more blood overflowed from the corners of her lips.

The palace door was wide open, and finally there was a shout.

"What the hell is going on?"

The sound of whistling wind was heard in his ears, and the bright sword light flashed in mid-air, and the murderous aura of Sen Han mixed with the pungent bloody came in an instant.

Wen Qingyu tightened his elbows and got up. Helplessly, although the concubine fainted, her arms held her tightly, and she couldn't break free for a while.

The shadow of the knife came in an instant, Wen Qingyu sighed and turned over. A wisp of green silk was swept up by the knife wind, stirring in the air. After a few floats, it finally came to a standstill.

A scimitar stopped less than an inch on Concubine Rou's back, but it couldn't go any further.

"What is the king of Southern Xinjiang doing?"

The dark and deep man's voice was majestic with a little dissatisfaction, and it sounded in Wen Qingyu's ears.

Wen Qingyu hooked her lips and smiled, her fingers clicked a little at Rou Guifei, and the arm that was tightly wrapped around her finally loosened. Immediately, she rolled over, and the scimitar blade could no longer envelop her.

In the room, Lian Yin's eyes were gloomy, looking at the bright red figure that was neatly tumbling, and a complex streamer flashed in his eyes.

Wen Qingyu got up and patted the dust on his body casually. The rise and fall room will take in the expressions of everyone in the room.

Rou Guifei was used by her to cushion her back, and it was not light at that time, and this time she really fainted.

A burly middle-aged man beside her was holding a scimitar in his hand, and his face was very exciting, better than the colorful clothes on his body.

The delicate little face of the good nobleman was white and lost half of the color, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Courtier, I've seen the emperor."

Wen Qingyu gave a salute to Lian Yin, but he didn't give the king of Southern Xinjiang who was obviously angry.

Lian Yin's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Miss Qingyu, can you explain what the situation is now?" ”

Wen Qingyu pursed his lips: "This is the situation that the emperor saw." ”

She sighed faintly: "The courtier seems to be, maybe, probably, she was framed." ”

Even Yin choked, and his gloomy eyes didn't blink to look at Wen Qingyu in his eyes. seems to want to see through what the gorgeous and delicate woman is thinking.

On the other side, the king of Nanjiang finally withdrew the scimitar in his hand, and his face was as gloomy as ink.

"Framed? Are you a fool to be the king? "The king of southern Xinjiang has a pair of eyes like an eagle, and his eyes are as sharp as a hook.

"It's clear that you intended to murder the king's daughter, where did anyone frame you?"

Wen Qingyu glanced at him indifferently: "I don't know which eye of the county king saw me murdering your daughter?" ”

"Both eyes of this king see that you are plotting against this king's daughter."

"Really?" Wen Qingyu smiled slightly: "Dare to ask the king of the county, where is your daughter?" ”

The king of Nanjiang County choked, he was ready to teach the woman in front of him a good lesson today. How did she know that she suddenly asked such a sentence?

So he pointed to the Rou Guifei on the ground: "My daughter is naturally here." ”

"Isn't this Concubine Rou? You said that Concubine Rou is your daughter? ”

The king of Nanjiang gritted his teeth: "Naturally, no one in the Great Zhou knows that the emperor of the Celestial Empire married my pearl of southern Xinjiang." ”

"I'm afraid that's not right." Wen Qingyu smiled indifferently.

"My Da Zhou woman pays attention to three obedience and four virtues, obeys her father at home, follows her husband when she marries, and obeys her son when her husband dies."

A soft and cold woman's voice flowed slowly in the luxurious Bright Moon Pavilion bedroom.

"Since Concubine Rou has married our emperor, from the day she got married, she is no longer the daughter of your king of Nanjiang County, but the concubine of my Great Zhou Zheng's second grade. entered the ancestral hall and entered the jade butterfly. Even if she is dead, her tablet is engraved with Lian's. Does it still have anything to do with your southern Xinjiang king? ”

Seeing that the face of the king of Nanjiang County was getting darker and darker, Wen Qingyu hooked his lips and smiled.

"The king of the county kept saying that it was your daughter who was lying here, where did you give Concubine Rou? To me, where is the Emperor of the Great Zhou? Where is the ritual law of the sages for thousands of years? ”

Wen Qingyu sneered: "Or is it that in the heart of the king of southern Xinjiang, the identity of the concubine of the Great Zhou is far less noble than the beloved daughter of the king of the county. ”

The king of Nanjiang County completely changed his face, knowing that she was messing around, but he was blocked so that he couldn't say a word.

Lian Yin's eyes became more and more complicated, and it seemed that he could no longer take his eyes off the bright and cold woman.

"Ben Wang...... The foreign minister didn't mean this, please don't misunderstand the emperor. ”

The voice of the king of Nanjiang was slightly hoarse, and he finally opened his mouth to explain to Lian Yin.

"The king of the county doesn't have to worry." Lian Yin hooked the corners of her lips slightly: "Miss Qingyu has always liked to joke, and I understand the heartfelt heart of the county king." ”

"Miss Qingyu or let's talk about it, why did Concubine Rou suddenly vomit blood and fall into a coma?"

"If the emperor doesn't mind."

A low and lazy voice suddenly came from outside the palace gate, which was as cold as a cloud in the sky, but it suddenly made the listener lose his soul.

Wen Qingyu's heart moved, Luo Yeji, why is he here?

The azure figure at the gate of the palace was getting closer and closer, and I saw the peerless man hooking his lips and smiling, and said slowly:

"You can actually call Qingqing Princess Rong!"