Unparalleled Concubine: The lord is kneeling

Chu palace.

Ruyu's finger strings were bouncing lightly, at the same time, in front of everyone's eyes, it seemed that one after another, the shadows of geese flitted up and stopped, and parked on the empty flat sand.Surrounded by the misty sky, the sound and dust are all silent, only the geese's wings vibrate gently, forming a boundless tranquility.

After a long time, the wind and clouds stopped, and the shadow of the wild goose gradually disappeared.

The palace was once again as quiet as the water, and the person playing the piano raised his head slightly, his eyes softly staring at the night sky above his head, like the first quarter moon with a half-curved silver hook.

Behind him, Lu Qi stood far away, but her brows were tightly knit.

"Using the method of forcibly closing the acupoints to delay the poisonous hair this time, doesn't he know that this is like drinking poison to quench thirst. It's good for a while, but it turns out to be a dead end!"

Lu Qi coldly glanced at Nangong Cheng, who had an aggrieved face, and said coldly, "Since you know, why do you want to help?"

Nangong Cheng stared at Lu Qi helplessly, and said angrily, "It's all because you are not good at learning. If you are really capable, can the prince still not get rid of the poison after so many years?"

The expression on Lu Qi's face changed, and she coldly dismissed Nangong Sheng, "I'm not good at learning?"

"Hmph!" Nangong Cheng raised his chin arrogantly, and said word by word: "You are not very old, but your ears are not working well. Why don't you prescribe some medicine for yourself."

Lu Qi raised her hand and sprinkled a puff of light green medicinal powder towards Nangong Cheng, but it was a pity that Nangong Cheng got prepared and jumped up instantly to avoid it.

Lu Qi wanted to chase again, but Fan Tong's voice sounded behind her.

"Lv Qi quickly report to the prince, there are people coming from the palace."

Before Lu Qi could speak, a cold and slightly deep voice sounded.

"Lead in."

Lu Qi hurriedly turned around and went out, took Quanfu herself and walked inside.

In the hall, Nangong Liuxiang was wiping one of the ten famous pianos bestowed by the late emperor with a white cloth in his hand, Duyou.

As soon as Quan Fucai entered the hall, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

Nangong Liuxiang's hand wiping the piano paused, but the next moment, he asked calmly, "What happened?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is dead!" Quan Fu held back his breath and roared out.

As soon as the words came out, it seemed that all the strength accumulated along the way was exhausted, and his body softened, instead of kneeling, he was kneeling on the ground, his face turned pale as if he had been sucked out of blood.

With a sound of "Zheng", the strings in Nangong Liuxiang's hand made a crisp sound.

Quan Fu raised his head tremblingly, and at a glance, he saw a trace of bright red slowly blooming on the white veil, just like the blooming epiphyllum raised in the imperial flower house in the harem, the white veil turned bright red after a while.

Lu Qi, who was waiting on the side, raised her foot and was about to go in, but someone pulled her elbow. Lu Qi turned her head and stared at Nangong Sheng bitterly.

"Don't go," Nangong Cheng lowered his eyes, stared at the ground under his feet expressionlessly, and said to Lu Qi, "Let him vent."

vent?

Abusing yourself to vent?Is your brain broken!

Lu Qi waved her hands and wanted to go in, but Nangong Cheng clenched her elbows tightly, her lips were drawn into a line, but her hands remained motionless.

At this moment, Nangong Liuxiang's voice sounded in the hall.

"Lu Qi invited Xiao Quan to go down to have a rest," leaned slightly, looked at Quan Fu's pale and bloodless face, and said to Lu Qi, "Give him a glass of brown sugar water."

"Yes, my lord."

Lu Qi entered the room, stepped forward to help Quan Fu, whose feet were as soft as cotton, and retreated.

Nangong Sheng entered in silently, and stood in the center of the hall. Although he stood there so easily, his whole body was stretched like a bow with its strings drawn.Chu Palace.

Ruyu's finger strings were bouncing lightly, at the same time, in front of everyone's eyes, it seemed that one after another, the shadows of geese flitted up and stopped, and parked on the empty flat sand.Surrounded by the misty sky, the sound and dust are all silent, only the geese's wings vibrate gently, forming a boundless tranquility.

After a long time, the wind and clouds stopped, and the shadow of the wild goose gradually disappeared.

The palace was once again as quiet as the water, and the person playing the piano raised his head slightly, his eyes softly staring at the night sky above his head, like the first quarter moon with a half-curved silver hook.

Behind him, Lu Qi stood far away, but her brows were tightly knit.

"Using the method of forcibly closing the acupoints to delay the poisonous hair this time, doesn't he know that this is like drinking poison to quench thirst. It's good for a while, but it turns out to be a dead end!"

Lu Qi coldly glanced at Nangong Cheng, who had an aggrieved face, and said coldly, "Since you know, why do you want to help?"

Nangong Cheng stared at Lu Qi helplessly, and said angrily, "It's all because you are not good at learning. If you are really capable, can the prince still not get rid of the poison after so many years?"

The expression on Lu Qi's face changed, and she coldly dismissed Nangong Sheng, "I'm not good at learning?"

"Hmph!" Nangong Cheng raised his chin arrogantly, and said word by word: "You are not very old, but your ears are not working well. Why don't you prescribe some medicine for yourself."

Lu Qi raised her hand and sprinkled a puff of light green medicinal powder towards Nangong Cheng, but it was a pity that Nangong Cheng got prepared and jumped up instantly to avoid it.

Lu Qi wanted to chase again, but Fan Tong's voice sounded behind her.

"Lv Qi quickly report to the prince, there are people coming from the palace."

Before Lu Qi could speak, a cold and slightly deep voice sounded.

"Lead in."

Lu Qi hurriedly turned around and went out, took Quanfu herself and walked inside.

In the hall, Nangong Liuxiang was wiping one of the ten famous pianos bestowed by the late emperor with a white cloth in his hand, Duyou.

As soon as Quan Fucai entered the hall, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

Nangong Liuxiang's hand wiping the piano paused, but the next moment, he asked calmly, "What happened?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is dead!" Quan Fu held back his breath and roared out.

As soon as the words came out, it seemed that all the strength accumulated along the way was exhausted, and his body softened, instead of kneeling, he was kneeling on the ground, his face turned pale as if he had been sucked out of blood.

With a sound of "Zheng", the strings in Nangong Liuxiang's hand made a crisp sound.

Quan Fu raised his head tremblingly, and at a glance, he saw a trace of bright red slowly blooming on the white veil, just like the blooming epiphyllum raised in the imperial flower house in the harem, the white veil turned bright red after a while.

Lu Qi, who was waiting on the side, raised her foot and was about to go in, but someone pulled her elbow. Lu Qi turned her head and stared at Nangong Sheng bitterly.

"Don't go," Nangong Cheng lowered his eyes, stared at the ground under his feet expressionlessly, and said to Lu Qi, "Let him vent."

vent?

Abusing yourself to vent?Is your brain broken!

Lu Qi waved her hands and wanted to go in, but Nangong Cheng clenched her elbows tightly, her lips were drawn into a line, but her hands remained motionless.

At this moment, Nangong Liuxiang's voice sounded in the hall.

"Lu Qi invited Xiao Quan to go down to have a rest," leaned slightly, looked at Quan Fu's pale and bloodless face, and said to Lu Qi, "Give him a glass of brown sugar water."

"Yes, my lord."

Lu Qi entered the room, stepped forward to help Quan Fu, whose feet were as soft as cotton, and retreated.

Nangong Sheng entered in silently, and stood in the center of the hall. Although he stood there so easily, his whole body was stretched like a bow with its strings drawn.