War Concubine Mad Emperor

Chapter 312 Beauty Scroll (2)
The strict guards put their hands here heavily.

This is the dormitory of His Royal Highness the King of War who holds real power in their empire, and outsiders are not allowed to approach it.

A burst of light flickered from inside the hall, and Ziluan came here from the space gate of Ziying Hall.

What impressed her most was the seven-foot sandalwood dragon bed, so she came to this dragon bed again.

The golden shark gauze tent in front of her eyes swayed gently with the night wind, making her seem to have returned to the time when she first saw Bing Xianfeng.

She turned her head to look at the end of the dragon couch, and unexpectedly found a scroll of beauties hanging on the bed. The beautiful woman depicted on it was so familiar!
Isn't that look like Feng Luan?
Why is Feng Luan's portrait here?And who drew it?
She was full of doubts. She seemed to have walked out of this painting at the beginning. Is there some connection that was destined long ago?
From the bewilderedness when she first came to this continent, step by step, she became the lord of the nine kingdoms, and also shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the world.

All this seems so unbelievable, but it is actually happening.

This is the initial starting point. At that time, she desperately wanted to escape from here, far away from that dangerous man.

But she turned around and returned to this place, also because of the man who told her to stay away.

Ice string phoenix!
She was just about to get out of bed when she heard footsteps approaching from outside the hall.

With his steady footsteps step by step, one can imagine that this person is also as steady as a mountain.

After reading the memorial, Bing Xianfeng walked into the bedroom, planning to take a bath before resting, when she suddenly saw a looming figure on the bed.

A cold look flashed across his eyes, he didn't know which woman wanted to climb onto his bed, so bold!
He strode forward, opened the bed curtain suddenly, and saw a figure hiding under the quilt.

I can't see the other person's appearance, but the appearance should be a woman!
"Do you want me to throw you down personally? Or do you want to go down by yourself?"

Bing Xianfeng's cold voice was like snow in January, making people shiver with cold.

Seeing that the other party didn't move, he grabbed the quilt violently, intending to tear the quilt apart in an extremely rough manner.

"Your Highness, I don't have any clothes on!"

Ziluan felt teasing in her heart, and immediately changed her voice, trying to make her voice different.

"Since this is the case, the king will let the imperial guards carry it!"

Bing Xianfeng snorted coldly, her cold voice did not mean to be joking at all.

"Don't be so heartless! Can people really not spend the night here?"

Although Ziluan wanted to laugh, she held back and asked under the covers with a changed voice.

"Didn't you hear the king's words clearly?"

Bing Xianfeng's handsome face showed a look of impatience, seeing this bed that was crawled by other women, he didn't have to sleep tonight.

"Come on!"

As soon as his words fell, Ziluan got out of the bed and appeared in front of him.

"His Royal Highness, then I will leave!"

Ziluan said playfully, sticking out her tongue at him.

"Don't go!"

When Bing Xianfeng saw that the person in front of her was Zi Luan, her eyes filled with ecstasy.

"I don't want to be carried out by the Imperial Guard!"

Ziluan patted her chest and said fearfully.

"Who dares to carry you! This king beheaded him!"

Bingxianfeng hugged Ziluan's delicate body fiercely, he thought she was going crazy, he wished he could go directly to Tianxia City to meet her!

Even if he waited one more day, he felt that it was a great torment.

"Only I can touch you! No one else can even think about it!"

When he hugged her, he realized that he was not dreaming!
"You are so overbearing!"

Ziluan looked at his haggard handsome face, reached out and gently touched his side face.

She also misses him very much, and often thinks of his face and every little bit of their togetherness.

Even if it was the initial unhappiness and misunderstanding, it is very sweet in retrospect, because it is a memory with him!

"I can't let you be domineering alone, I have to be a little more domineering!"

"My concubine, what kind of domineering method do you want? Do you want to push me down on the bed domineeringly? Come on!"

Bingxianfeng spread her hands and said with a wicked smile.Compared with the ruthless appearance before, the rascal's appearance is simply a world of difference.

"Squeeze you big-headed ghost!"

Ziluan tapped his head and said angrily.

"I don't allow you to look at other women, I don't allow you to like other women, and I don't allow other women to touch you, do you understand?"

"Obey! My Princess Zhan!"

Bingxianfeng agreed, and kissed her suddenly.

"This is the seal of this king! Apart from you, I will not look at other women, I will not like other women, and I will not let other women touch me! I only belong to you! Whether it is my soul or my body! "

He said with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Then why are there portraits of other women beside your bed?"

Ziluan pointed to the scroll of beauties on the bedside, the woman in the painting had a purple jade flute in her hand, exactly the same as her jade flute!
"Huh? The woman in the painting also has a purple jade flute! I haven't seen it carefully before!"

Bing Xianfeng took a closer look at the painting, it was hanging on the bedside all day before, and he hadn't looked at it seriously.Now that Ziluan said it, he took a closer look and found something special.

"I didn't draw this picture!"

He opened his mouth and said that although the painting was hanging by his bedside, it was not his work.

There is a line of words on the painting, which reads "the wind of the nine heavens, the phoenix that shocks the world and dances", and there is an unspeakable feeling in the handwriting.

"Who drew it?"

Ziluan asked, with a look of curiosity on her face and a nervous tone.

"Look at the seal on it! It says the name of the artist!"

Bing Xianfeng pointed to the scroll of beauties on the bedside, at the end of the elegant and domineering handwriting, there was a bright red seal.

"The string seal!"

Ziluan read the small words, and her voice fell slowly.

"Xianzhang is my grandfather! This painting is an inheritance from my ancestors, and it is also something my parents asked me to take with me."

Bingxianfeng said, because it was something his parents had always protected, so he cherished it and kept it by his side.

This painting is hung on the head of the bed so that he can see it all the time, as if his family is by his side.

"Do you know the woman in the painting?"

Ziluan asked curiously, she seemed to be able to feel the deep affection in this painting.

(End of this chapter)