Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 108 [Cozy Little Days]

In the early morning, everything is silent, the sky is bright, and the night is about to disappear. The morning light of dawn slowly awakens the creatures who have slept all night. One meter of sunlight shines through the gaps in the shade of the trees and shines into the carved window lattice, leaving mottled spots on the ground. pale shadow.

Chen Lingling opened a pair of sleepy eyes, her misty pupils were a little confused, her black butterfly-like eyelashes moved, and it took a long time before she regained her composure. He drank the glass of water in one gulp, moistening his dry throat all night.

After Xuanyuan Jiaye left that day, she didn't go out again. She stayed in the Fenqing Pavilion for several days, exercising, drinking some small tea, listening to Fuyu's gossip, learning about the layout of the harem, and talking to the people in the backyard. The women who play with their little minds have a pleasant life.

But the tranquility was only temporary, no, she had just woken up when there were rustling footsteps at the door of Fenqing Pavilion, followed by chattering noises.

"What's going on?" Chen Lingling asked hoarsely.

Fu Que, who was guarding the door, hurried to the door to take a look, then hurried back and said, "Miss, the concubines outside the door are gathered together, all in disgrace, clamoring for you to make decisions for them, miss."

Chen Lingling frowned, and a slight coldness appeared on her slightly powdered cheeks, "Let them go to the front hall first."

"Yes!" Fu Que took the order and ran to the door.

Chu Lingling also trusted Fu Que's ability to handle affairs. She got up from the vanity mirror and picked out a scarlet gauze dress. Her exquisite body, white neck decorated with a ring of thin plush, commensurate with her snow-white skin, exquisite and translucent, peerless elegance.

There is light makeup on her small face, and there is no trace of coolness in the sultry weather, but her forehead is still refreshing and dry, her dark eyes are half-squinted, her brows are slightly wrinkled, and her eyes are rippling. With a faint cold light.

Being surrounded by people at the door of the room early in the morning, anyone would be unhappy, let alone Chen Lingling who has been holding back.

There was an inexplicable gust of cool wind blowing from the ground she walked on, and she walked towards the front hall with steady steps without looking sideways.

In the front hall, all the wives and concubines are there, but the dignified and meticulous bun is now extremely messy, the clothes are disheveled, and there is an angry look on the face, and Ruan Fuxiang, who is the leader, also looks unhappy.

When Chen Lingling first came in, they were still glaring, but in the next second they all stood up and saluted calmly, "I've seen the princess!"

The graceful figure outlined by the crimson gauze skirt was born with a sense of majesty and dignity. The girl's piercing eyes glanced at everyone present, inexplicably giving them a sense of oppressive panic.

Chen Lingling walked slowly through the front hall, and finally sat down on the main seat. After she sat firmly, the servants respectfully served tea. Her slender fingers clasped the lid of the teacup, her phoenix eyes stared coldly, and her thin lips gently lifted. Moved, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, the concubines and concubines were as cold as cicadas, they lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.

The bodies of Mrs. Xia and Mrs. Shen on the left were even more stained with mud. They were very angry at first, but for some reason, the moment they looked at the girl on the main seat, all their arrogance was extinguished.

For a moment, the huge and gorgeous front hall was completely silent, only the sound of the girl knocking on the teacup comfortably.

(End of this chapter)