Palace scheming: Empress Leng Palace

Chapter 401

"Girl, the prince will be back soon, please don't make things difficult for us, let's go quickly..." The servants in the palace looked at the girl Ouyang who had already left after the prince went out, and turned back at this moment, and couldn't help but He looked embarrassed, for fear that the prince would get angry again when he saw her when he came back.


Ouyang Chuchu walked straight in without paying attention, and she turned a deaf ear to the servants who followed her but dared not stop her.

When she came to Xuanyuan Yi's study room, she flipped through his book as if no one else was there, and knocked on the inkstone on the table. Hearing the dull voice, a contented smile appeared on her face.


This kind of her made all the servants dumbfounded, and in the end, she had to ask Steward Xu to come to invite her in person, but she saw Ouyang Chuchu calmly sitting on Xuanyuan Yi's seat, raised her eyebrows, and glanced at everyone indifferently, Asked: "You want me to leave because your prince has orders first, so I don't care about it with you. But I don't leave, and I have my own reasons. Your prince fell ill yesterday and took my treasure pill , If I just leave like this, wouldn’t it be a big loss. Now I’m waiting for your lord here, and I’ll give him two plans to do it. Listen carefully, when your lord comes back later, just tell him like this: One, still I have a intact Fire Dragon Pill, if I can do it, I will leave immediately; second, give me a treasure that is equal in value to the Fire Dragon Pill, and I have to pay attention to it, otherwise there will be no discussion."


"Here, Miss Ouyang..." The housekeeper Xu Qian looked puzzled, looking at Ouyang Chuchu who was smiling casually, he knew what this girl meant for the prince, and at this moment, taking these words, it was nothing more than wanting to embarrass the prince and give everyone an explanation. .


Heh, although this girl was arrogant and willful in the beginning, it was extremely unpleasant in the mansion, but with the passage of time, this little girl seemed to have grown up.

At least, she knew how to keep others from being implicated, and also learned to use tricks to achieve the results she thought of.It can be said that he has grown up!

"Don't worry, if your lord gives me a satisfactory answer, I will definitely not stay here! You all go away, and don't forget to tell your lord my conditions!" Waving lazily, Bai Chuchu His gaze was attracted by the painting tube on the side, he casually got up and walked over there to take out a paper scroll, his beautiful eyes lit up immediately, and he was attracted by the vast desert above.


Missing unconsciously, she went back to the day when she met him. At that time, she didn't know that he was the one who played the nice flute sound she heard that night.If time goes back, not only will she not regret meeting him, but she also hopes to find him when she hears him playing the flute. At least, that will be an extra night with him.


The corners of her lips were lightly raised. She looked at the tranquility of the moonlight on the painting, and at the group of soldiers and horses in the vast desert under the night sky. The figures were lifelike, but he, who was leaning on the horse and playing the flute, was so lonely.

Yi, he seems to have always been so quiet, and always seems to be so lonely.Although there are many people around him, his eyes and figure seem to be so out of tune with the people around him...


Gently closing the picture scroll, Ouyang Chuchu's eyes were soft, and he took out one at will, and after opening it, his smile suddenly stopped, a kind of indescribable envy and sadness broke into his heart without warning.


Yun Qing, no matter when she is, she is always so beautiful.

And she who was by Yi's side was even more gentle and peaceful.She is on the small boat, her hair is blown by the breeze, and her light clothes are dancing with the wind. A straw is in her hand, and the dewdrops on it are carefully drawn from the lotus leaf, dripping into the leaves in Yi's hands. In round porcelain.


The surrounding lotus leaves are floating on the lake, the morning glow is gradually rising in the sky, and the occasional waterfowl seem to be envious of their peaceful and warm scene; The corners of the clothes are twisted and entangled...


"What are you doing?" A bone-chilling voice came into Ouyang Chuchu's ears abruptly, causing her raised beautiful eyes to bump into a pair of angry handsome eyes unexpectedly, as if she was seeing what she was doing. Evil is not a good thing, and there is a little bit of coldness inside.


"I..." The tip of her tongue twitched, and she, who has always been articulate, seemed to be caught stealing at the moment. Her hands were busy rolling up the scroll in a panic, but the busier she was, the more chaotic she was. It was a good painting. , being handled like this, almost kneaded into a ball.


"Go away!" Taking a quick step forward, Xuanyuan Yihao opened her hand mercilessly, and the painting that was about to fall to the ground was stretched out by his long hand, and was already tightly grasped in his hand.

Then, as if treating a close lover, he carefully opened the painting. His originally angry handsome eyes softened when he saw the peaceful person in the painting. The raised hair, and then carefully, curl it well.


Tears wet the eyelids unconsciously, Ouyang Chuchu has never been so sad, even if he is coldly telling himself to go away, even if he doesn't look at him directly, he tells someone to drive him away...

But it has never been like this moment, when he is gazing at the person in the painting tenderly, and carefully rolling up the scroll, it is like a sharp knife, piercing into the tip of her heart inch by inch.


She thought that she could accept his love for Yun Qing, because when she was in Xiongguan, she had seen him scolding herself for her, seeing him treat her tenderly, within relatives, outside of lover... …

But at this moment, even a painting, a portrait that cannot speak or move, he can treat it with such pity.


Ouyang Chuchu, do you still want to persist?
In his eyes, you are not as good as a painting, even, you are many times more annoying than a painting; so that when he sees you, he will feel bored, and hope that you will get away from him and get out of his sight.


"I'm sorry. I didn't wrinkle this painting on purpose..." Looking carefully at the man with distressed eyes, Bai Chuchu bit the corner of her lips tightly, and whispered in a tone she had never had before.

In front of him, she never seemed to have dignity, and she completely forgot that she was so stubborn.


(End of this chapter)