Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 309 How did you not know each other before (5)

Xi Lan Mingyue just snorted when she heard the words, her black eyes were still full of contempt.

"Brother Huang, once that bitch Xuanyuan Yuewu dies, Feng Qinghan will be mine sooner or later. As for Feng Qingchen and Jiang Meng, I have my own way to deal with them." Xilan Mingyue lowered her head and fiddled with the red Kodan on her nails. Smiling lightly, he said casually.

Thinking of seeing Xuanyuan Yuewu buried in the sea of ​​flames that night, Xi Lan Mingyue felt an indescribable joy in her heart.No matter how precious Feng Qinghan is to her, so what, now that she is dead, she doesn't believe that a living person can't compete with a dead person.

"Yue'er, you underestimate the enemy too much, and you will suffer sooner or later." Xilan Mingfeng looked at Xilan Mingyue with some worries. She was so impetuous and completely different from when she was in Tianqiong. That wise and dignified woman, now There was no trace of her at all.

"Brother Huang, you are too considerate. It's getting late, I should go back to the palace, otherwise it will arouse Feng Qingchen's suspicion." With a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, Xi Lan Mingyue raised her eyes to look at the sky, Responding lightly, he turned and walked downstairs.

The blue figure quickly disappeared into the lights, leaving behind Xi Lan Mingfeng who continued to stand in place with a contemplative expression.

"Shadow, protect the princess in secret. Once there is anything, report to me immediately." Xilan Mingfeng was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a deep voice.A black figure leaped in from outside the building, saluted Xi Lanming, waited for him to wave his hand, and then flew out again, disappearing into the night.

"Yue'er, no matter what you want to do, I will do my best to help you." Looking up at the direction of the imperial city, Xi Lan Mingfeng took out a ruby ​​ring from his bosom, and his eyes fell on it. When, tenderness is revealed.

In the blink of an eye, memories fade away.He will never forget that snowy night ten years ago, a steamed bun from the little girl he would share who was supposed to starve to death in the cold palace, survived that snowy night, and also survived the last day of the cold palace.

Among the shadows of trees in the distance, a black figure had a panoramic view of the scene just now.Finally, he took a last look at the drunken and confused ministers in the court, then performed lightness kung fu and left quietly.

In Fengqi Mountain, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and from time to time, there are one or two crisp birdsongs coming from the lush forest in the mountain.In the depths of the valley, a waterfall flows down from a high mountain stream, and the white water drops merge into a small clear pool under the mountain stream.

There are many smooth stones scattered around the small pool, perhaps because the surface of the stones has been washed and polished by the pool water all the year round, the surface of the stones is extremely smooth.Reflecting the clear water in the pool, it is very beautiful from a distance.

Beside the pool is a green meadow, a small white flower almost covers the whole meadow, and a faint fragrance disperses with the wind, permeating the surrounding air.

A gust of wind blows, and a faint scent of bamboo comes with the wind, and the fragrance in the air, but it doesn't feel greasy at all.A blue figure slowly walked from the distant woods, crossed the grass, and finally stopped beside the small pool.

Eyebrows are picturesque, black hair is like ink, skin is like snow.On Qingcheng's face, a pair of watery eyes flowed, full of tenderness.The whole hair was simply tied up in a bun with only a green hosta, and the summer breeze picked up gently, blowing the hair on the woman's forehead, revealing a green peach blossom on the forehead, peerless elegance.

(End of this chapter)