Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 139 That Flower Is Poisonous
Inside the high palace walls.

There is a tall flower.

It is very lush.

The flower grows as tall as a tree.

The flowers are large, colorful and last a long time.

The flowers are blooming beautifully.

The trunk is straight.

The leaves are broad and tenacious.

Under the flower tree, there was a young man in a black robe.

The boy's hair is very long, and there is a beautiful white jade hairpin on his head.

The young man has fair skin, a pointed chin, and raised eye tails. He is dressed in black, and he is so beautiful that he looks like a monster.

But the boy's eyes were still very clean.

The afternoon sun dappled through the flowers.

Little by little sprinkled on the young man.

The boy sat cross-legged under a tree, meditating.

There is a long beautiful whisk beside it.

The stick of the whisk is red and shiny, very old.The silk threads on the whisk are white, plump and fat, very beautiful.

The boy seemed to be concentrating, but actually he was a little absent-minded.

He is waiting.

If the person who waits will come, then waiting is a sweet journey.

If the person waiting does not come, then waiting is a torture.

He has been waiting for many days.

In the afternoon, he will come.

He and the little princess met here for the first time.

The first time I saw Princess Yi was under this flower.

For others, this is just one of the thousands of flowers in the imperial garden.

For him, it's different.

This is the flower he saw on the day he met the little princess.

That day Princess Yi stood under the flower tree.

She raised her head, her eyes were a little confused, and that look hit his heart all at once.

Every day after that, as long as he sees this flower, he can think of the little princess.

This kind of flower has different meanings to him.

Later, even the little princess asked him to meet in front of the flowers.

Because it is relatively close to the Palace of the National Teacher, and relatively remote, it is just close to the palace wall, and no one else will come over.

The little national teacher is a heavy smoker, and he can't say whether he likes or dislikes the imperial palace.

Although here, he doesn't need to do anything, just concentrate on studying.

No one will belittle him again.

But he didn't feel happy either, the palace was very strange, and he was very confused about the future.

Until he met the little princess.

The whole life is different.

There is such a girl in the world, she is smart, smart, beautiful, and the pride of heaven.

The whole person was intoxicated by the heavy smoke.

The little princess must like him too.

I always play with him, hold his hand, and let him study with him.

Thinking of this, Chongyan's heart warms.

But no matter how warm your heart is, when you wait anxiously, it is always bitter.

Chongyan stopped meditating to deceive himself, he looked up at the flowers above his head.

The sun is shining brightly and the flowers are more beautiful.

The little princess likes making flowers very much recently. The last time I saw her maid came here to pick flowers.

This flower is not very fragrant.

But Heavy Smoke is very curious, not knowing what kind of incense she will make.

If it is made, he wants a copy very much, and he can carry it with him every day in the future.

The little princess also wrote poems for herself.

Thinking of all kinds of whimsical ideas of the little princess, a faint smile could not be restrained on his face.

He has been very free in the palace recently, except for visiting Le Guiren every few days, there is nothing serious about it.

It is very strange that the emperor attaches great importance to Le Guiren.

There are many beauties in the palace, all kinds of beauties, when Chong Yan saw the concubines and queens gathering for the first time, he was dazzled.

However, when he saw Le Guiren with a big belly, freckles on his face, and a fatter face, but still smiling, Chongyan understood a little bit.

Le Guiren at this time, makes people feel good when they see it.

He saw this flower in Le Guiren's yard, and he was in a good mood, very kind.

It should be from the little princess.

She also likes the flower.

At that moment, he even thought that if one day the little princess had such a round face with many spots on her face, he would still like it, very much.

But at this moment, he sighed again.

He is a national teacher, and a national teacher does not marry.

The leaves rustled in the wind.

A large flower, overgrown, fell from the branch.

It's still turning around, which is very beautiful.

Chong Yan stretched out his hand and caught the flower.

Thinking that the little princess would use this flower to make incense, he took the flower to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It had a strange smell. He opened his mouth to taste the smell of this flower.

"It's inedible, it's poisonous." A crisp voice came.

The heavy smoke was startled.

Who is speaking.

He looked up.

His eyes widened when he saw the person speaking.

On the top of the high city wall, there was actually a person being pulled and pulled, with a head exposed, and two hands struggling to hold the somewhat smooth glass.

It was a young boy, a boy younger than himself.

"How did you get up there?" Chongyan asked a little confused.

The imperial palace is extremely majestic, and the city wall is very high.

In addition to those legendary novels and picture books about Jianghu, it is said that people have light skills and can fly around.

In fact, there is none, at least Chongyan has never seen it before, even if there are very powerful guards in the palace, it is impossible to fly to the top of the city wall in one fell swoop.

The heavy smoke is sure, because the little princess has experimented specially before.

The little princess was also very curious about this question, and deliberately drove her cat to the top of the city wall, hoping that the guards would fly up to rescue it.

As a result, the guards climbed up the ladder, and no one could fly at all.

Then the guards drove the cat down with arrows.

Heavy smoke can't fly, and his master can't fly.

"I climbed up." Shenyou showed off the whip he used to climb up. Under the sun, the whip exudes a faint blue color.

Heavy Smoke's complexion changed.

Then he saw the boy on the wall, he was probably too proud, he used one hand to show things, but the other hand didn't hold tight.

With a plop, it fell from above.

There was only a clatter.

The boy fell into the flowers.

Chong Yan watched helplessly as she smashed herself into the large area of ​​flowers and trees.

In the end, he fell in front of him with a flutter.

The face was not scratched, but the hair was messed up.

His clothes were also messed up.

The young man lay in front of him in embarrassment, with flowers on his head and body.

Heavy smoke didn't know why, but he thought it was very funny.

"Are you ok?"

The young man covered his head, frowned and said: "It's over, the clothes are torn, and I will definitely be scolded when I go back, what should I do?"

Looking at the painful expression on the boy's face, he thought he was injured.

But I didn't expect to be worried about clothes.

What a blessing, that was the first thought of Heavy Smoke.

The boy in front of him must have a very happy family.

It must be some prince's son, too naughty, he came out to play, worried that his clothes would be torn, and he would be scolded by the elders.

Usually very naughty.

The young man frowning looked extremely happy. If he were his elder, he would definitely not be willing to punish him heavily, so every time he was punished lightly, it made him more mischievous.

Otherwise, which child would climb the city wall lawlessly without fear of being shot to death.

At this time, there was a group of trotting footsteps approaching.

The boy's eyes widened, and he showed himself a look of begging, and then simply buried himself in the flowers.

He was completely defenseless against himself.

Heavy Smoke was stunned.

When the patrolling guards came over, they saw the little national teacher sitting under the tree, and asked, "Did you notice anything unusual?"

Chong Yan felt a small hand poking him on the back, his back was itchy, he shook his head calmly.

"It seemed like a bird flew by just now, and it flew over there." Chong Yan pointed forward calmly.

(End of this chapter)