The concubine is a phoenix

134 Poor Lu Qingyao

"Ah," Lu Qingyao said hastily, "Qingyao has heard for a long time that this divine sword is very famous. At the beginning, many people wanted to get this sword. You got this sword through all kinds of hardships, and the prince gave it to you for protection, so I guess it is this sword."

"Oh? Kill the Nine-headed Jiao Jiao in the cold pool of clear water?" Qianyou frowned slightly, is this Xuanyuan Feng so powerful?

"Yes, but it is said that ordinary people cannot pull out this sword. How come you can pull it out?" Lu Qingyao said in surprise.

Qianyou smiled faintly: "That's right, even Xuanyuan Feng couldn't pull it out, but I have a fate with this sword, and I pulled it out, so Xuanyuan Feng gave this sword to me. Sister Qingyao, you I also know that after I was attacked by the dark cloud snake, I was still a little scared, so I asked the prince for such a weapon as self-defense, if there is any snake, I can cut it into two pieces."

"So that's the case," Lu Qingyao looked at Ye Qianyou with a smile, "Then this divine sword is really destined to be with sister Qianyou! I think it will protect you well."

Qianyou smiled slightly, looked at the sword in her hand and said with a smile: "It seems so, this sword is really destined to be with me! I also hope it will protect me well!"

Lu Qingyao looked at Ye Qianyou seriously, as if she suddenly remembered something, she said sincerely: "Qianyou, you are injured, you must be very weak, go to my place, I made delicious osmanthus soup and black chicken soup , make up for you."

"Ah, what's the point of that?" Qianyou said quickly.

"Come on, seeing you hurt, I really feel sorry for you. I really treat you as my own sister. My sister and I are also very destined. If my sister is not because of Qingyao's low status... If you don't think I It's different from your identity..." Lu Qingyao said sincerely.

When she said this, Qianyou couldn't help but feel very moved.

"Ah, sister Qingyao, what are you talking about? Why would I dislike you? Well, sister Qingyao, I'm really touched. Fortunately, I met you here. Otherwise, I would be really aggrieved in the palace. Facing that cold poker face all day...," Qianyou seemed to suddenly remember something, "In short, I like being with you very much."

Lu Qingyao smiled and took Ye Qianyou's little hand: "Then come and try my handicraft."

Qianyou couldn't resist her kindness, so she had no choice but to follow Lu Qingyao to her residence "Guanyueju".

"Actually, I've always wanted the lord to try my handicraft, but...the lord has always refused. He doesn't like me very much." Lu Qingyao said with a wry smile, "So, even if I have a good handicraft, no one will let me know." You can taste it. At that time, I often cooked soup and waited at the door of his room, but he didn’t even look at it.”

Qianyou turned her head to look at Lu Qingyao's face, that pretty face was full of melancholy, and that kind of melancholy really made people feel distressed.

Qianyou couldn't help stretching out her arms to gently wrap around Lu Qingyao's slender shoulders.

"I think he should be able to understand your painstaking efforts in the future, right?" Ye Qianyou said softly. In her heart, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Lu Qingyao. This Xuanyuan Feng, what is he thinking?

This side concubine Lu Qingyao is so beautiful and virtuous, why doesn't he like it at all?

Could it be that it's just because Lu Qingyao is Queen Lu Manshuang's niece?

Could it be that Xuanyuan Feng is worried about this?

Alas, men always make women sad, men are really ruthless.

Lu Qingyao, do you like Xuanyuan Feng that much?He broke your heart so much, you still like him?

Thinking of this, Qianyou couldn't help frowning slightly.

Seeing Lu Qingyao's sad black eyebrows, she smiled faintly and became excited on purpose: "Come on, sister Qingyao, go and drink your sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and black-bone chicken soup!"

Lu Qingyao smiled and said, "Okay."

She let Ye Qianyou into the closed moon residence. As soon as Qianyou entered the room, a faint, unspeakable fragrance rushed into her nose. It smelled really good.

Not only is the room decorated very elegantly, but even the yard is full of vines and green radishes. Whenever the breeze blows, the green leaves flutter gently, which is really beautiful.

The entire closed moon residence feels as poetic and picturesque as the Xiaoxiang Pavilion of sister Lin in the Dream of Red Mansions.

There is an osmanthus tree with a large crown in the yard. Under the tree is a beautiful small stone table. The unique chairs on both sides are not stone benches, but hanging rattan chairs.

Sitting on it, swaying and fluttering, it looks comfortable.

Qianyou thinks this design is really unique.

"Come on, sister Qianyou, sit down." Lu Qingyao asked Qianyou to sit down, and Qianyou sat on the chair, raised her little feet, and swayed, really comfortable.

"Qingmei, hurry up and serve my sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and black-bone chicken soup." Lu Qingyao hurriedly ordered the girl.

The girl called Qingmei hurriedly brought over delicious sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and black-bone chicken soup.

"En," Qianyou pulled the long tone softly, "It's so fragrant, is it made by sister Qingyao?"

"Yes." Lu Qingyao smiled and filled Qianyou with a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and black-bone chicken soup with a silver spoon.

"I'll try Sister Qingyao's craftsmanship." Ye Qianyou smiled and took the silver spoon, savoring the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and black-bone chicken soup.

Well, not to mention, this road Qingyao's craftsmanship is really good, the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge exudes a faint fragrance of osmanthus, very refreshing and sweet, while the black-bone chicken soup is fresh but not greasy, very delicious.

Qianyou felt that she rarely drank such a delicious tonic.

"It's delicious." Qianyou filled several more bowls for herself.

Lu Qingyao looked at Ye Qianyou with a smile, and said softly: "If you like to eat, I will make it for you often. As long as you like to eat, come here."

"Haha." Ye Qianyou looked at Lu Qingyao with curved eyebrows, she put her cheeks in her hands, and said with a smile: "If I were Xuanyuan Feng, I would definitely cherish you, cherish you very much. "

The smile on Lu Qingyao's face gradually dimmed, and her voice became lower and lower: "Sister Qianyou, are you laughing at me?"

"How could it be?" Qianyou said sincerely, "I'm saying it from the bottom of my heart. In fact, that man Xuanyuan Feng is really not worthy of your liking. That guy, who has he loved? He only loves himself .”

Lu Qingyao just lowered her long eyelashes and didn't speak.

"Then, lord, do you love your sister very much?" Lu Qingyao's voice was very dim.

"Joke, how could he love me? Ye Qianyou couldn't help snorting.

"When the lord brought my sister Qianyou here on the first day, he slept in the same room with her. This is the favor he has never given to any concubine Ji." Lu Qingyao said softly, the eyes in those beautiful eyes Full of longing, "For so many nights, I longed to be held in his arms, but I didn't. He didn't even bother to look at me."

Ye Qianyou looked at Lu Qingyao sympathetically, this poor woman seemed to have deep affection for that cold iceberg, but how could that iceberg understand the beauty's mind?

Note to readers:

I wish you all a happy Spring Festival in advance, happy family, and success in the new year!