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Chapter 622 Your Majesty is a Cow Cat 36

Your Majesty and the Empress have gone to the Observatory to watch the moon!

As the news spread, all Liugong Fendai turned into sour lemon essence!

On the way back, Lan Shuying watched with faint excitement as one, two, or three concubines greeted tenderly by the side of the road.

It's a pity that it's a wink thrown to the blind.

Wen Xuanwang's gentleness and kindness today, in his opinion, was the last grace given to her.

Because, after tonight, it is impossible for his queen to step out!

No one can go see her.

There will be nothing else in her eyes.

Neither does that nasty cat!

Wen Xuanwang was even more excited than her, and because of this, he had no patience for these women who jumped out to waste time. In less than half an hour, three of them were grounded, and two were fined for copying scriptures.

The rest of the road was finally quiet.

Lan Shuying stared at the three golden characters above her head, and suddenly smiled.

"Is the queen happy?"

She smiled: "I was just thinking about what the gift His Majesty is going to give to my concubine."

Wen Xuanwang's smile curved even further, and he held her wide sleeves, "Then follow me in."

There was no one in Kunning Palace, and all the palace people, including Qiuyan, were withdrawn in advance.

Lan Shuying admired the palace with great interest.

She had long felt that it was an eyesore to always be waiting for the palace servants in the corner, and today she was helped by the dog emperor to fulfill her wish.

Very nice, it's quiet here.

"Empress, how about this jug of wine?" Wen Xuanwang said, pointing to the white jade jug on the low table.

Interestingly, on the brocade-covered seat was a phoenix-neck pipa that was probably new. It was an old possession of Empress Ji and had been left in the warm pavilion for a long time.

Lan Shuying held it in her bosom, swept it with her fingertips, and played a series of brisk notes.

"What is the meaning of this, Your Majesty?"

Wen Xuanwang: "I heard that the Empress likes the pipa the most in her boudoir. She learns from everyone and has excellent skills. The moonlight is very beautiful tonight. I want to hear the Empress play a piece."

"yes……"

Lan Shuying took the thing and gradually regained the familiar feeling.

One half is hers, and the other half is the fragments of learning pipa in Empress Ji's memory.

She sat lightly on the ground, held the pipa in her arms and flicked lightly, and played half of the piece "House of Flying Daggers".

Wen Xuanwang showed surprise.

He didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

In fact, the main reason is that this song has not appeared on this plane.

He asked about the name of the song, and Lan Shuying told him frankly.

Then, Wen Xuanwang rolled his eyes and advised her to sit down there and finish playing the rest of the tune.

Lan Shuying walked softly to the side of the seat.

In his expectant eyes, she was about to take a seat when the pipa in her hand suddenly exploded!

"what!"

She pretended to be frightened, dropped her pipa and rushed towards him!

Wen Xuanwang was a little dazed, he hugged her subconsciously, and looked at the pipa she had thrown away - it was on its back and hit the seat!

Oops.

Wen Xuanwang couldn't help but feel bad, that force triggered the mechanism he had arranged.

click.

Then there was a loud bang, and a refined iron cage fell from the sky!

The poor Pipa was trapped on the seat, and the neck of the phoenix rubbed against the metal, making a piercing cry.

——If it was her who took the seat just now, she must have the same ending as this pipa, as a caged beast, unable to escape.

Wen Xuanwang felt that something cold was pressing against his neck.

He didn't have to lower his head to guess what it was, the strings of the pipa.

The beauty's fingernails were tightly clenched, and she lowered her eyes and smiled slightly.

The half song just now echoed in Wen Xuanwang's mind.

Flying Daggers?Ha, it really was an ambush!

"Queen, how did you find out?" Wen Xuanwang asked coldly.

Even if he loses, he must lose clearly!

Lan Shuying gave him a chance to speak, but he used it to ask such unnutritious questions.

She sighed, tapped his dumb acupoint, and began to impose punishment.

First put this respected majesty into a dislocated state, and put him flat on the ground.

Then, she pulled out the string and quickly severed the meridians of his limbs.

"I'm sorry, it's really inconvenient to ask your imperial doctor to come over and operate it, so I have to do it myself." She smiled and said, "This is the method you discussed, but you plan to use it on me."

Wen Xuanwang's face turned pale from the pain.

Hearing her words, he widened his eyes in surprise—how could she know? !

Lan Shuying read question marks in his eyes.

Well, of course it's because toffee came over to play.

The palace of the Wen Dynasty is not big, and Toffee can project the pictures and sounds in the palace for her, which can be done without spending a lot of energy.

She also knew that he had Zhang Ping's workshop build some weird things.

For example, a very delicate silver chain. After it was made, one side was fixed to the other end of the wall, and the other side was tied to her ankle.

He wanted her to be a caged bird.

It just so happened that she couldn't think of how to deal with him, so... just treat him as it is.

"..."

The lights flickered.

It was a quiet palace just now, but now it is full of red plums.

A few petals splashed on the window paper, still flowing down.

Cui He looked tremblingly outside, he knew who the liquid belonged to.

That woman who was born with a phoenix, the mistress of the Wen Dynasty, the jewel in the palm of the Ji family... He can use more beautiful words to pile on her, but her future has already been set.

Empress, this servant is sorry for you.

With a hoarse voice, Cui He moved to the side of the window paper, the shadow was vague, he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't dare to delve into it, "Your Majesty, do you want to call Imperial Physician Lin over?"

Lan Shuying's eyes turned cold, and when she spoke again, she had already switched to Wen Xuanwang's voice: "No, you take people a little further away, and don't come near without a summons from me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The footsteps are far away.

The fire in Wen Xuanwang's eyes quietly extinguished.

He lay on the ground like a rejected rag doll.

I really want to ask her what she plans to do with him.

But he couldn't open his mouth, and he didn't dare to face such a strange her.

"You are afraid that I will take your throne, so you want to lock me up here... Just like that stupid starling in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he pleases you when he sees you approaching, and asks you for food obediently..."

Lan Shuying shook her head lightly, and took out a mask from the dressing table.

"Look at my handiwork?"

This mask is as thin as a cicada's wing, and its complexion is snow-white.

The eyes are two holes, and the bright red lips are cut from the middle, with the same distant eyebrows as hers.

Wen Xuanwang suddenly thought of a possibility!

He shook his head furiously, rubbing his elbows against the carpet back.

This honorable majesty is actually very adaptable. He once worked hard to adapt himself to the pace of a four-legged beast from a two-legged beast, and he walked decently.

However, that must be based on sound limbs.

The cold mask finally covered his face.

While talking to herself, Lan Shuying skillfully used various disguise tools and techniques to make final changes on his face.

(End of this chapter)