Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 290 Reappearing the Soul Devouring Art (5)
"Yes" Han Yan replied, and then said with some concern: "Miss, what if that Feng Tiange comes again?"

The queen sneered, "Feng Tiange is a typical martial idiot. Although martial arts are strong, he doesn't know how to fight. Even though it has been more than ten years, there are some things that even if you don't have any talent, you can't do it even if you work hard for 100 years. There will be achievements. And Feng Tiange is this kind of person. What's more, his Soul Eater Art has been practiced to the fifth level at most. I had a fight with him just now, and he was also slightly injured." The queen pondered for a while, and then from her arms He took out a black token and threw it to Han Yan.

"Go, issue the leader's order, and hunt down Feng Tiange with all your strength." She squinted her eyes, which were cold and cold.

Han Yan retreated under the command, and the queen quietly looked at the pattern on the ink blue brocade carpet on the ground, with a dazed look on her face.

Ling Xihan couldn't help asking: "Auntie, does Feng Tiange have any grudges with you?"

"Grudges?" The queen's phoenix eyes changed from confusion to coldness, and then said fiercely: "I really regret it, I shouldn't have..." She said here and closed her eyes tiredly, "Forget it, it was all ten years ago It's old stuff, so don't mention it." She opened her eyes, her eyes lightly skipped the crowd, she stayed on Ouyang Chen's face for a while, and then said calmly: "You are all injured, go to rest earlier, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Ling Xihan had many questions, but he also knew that he couldn't get an answer at this time, so he also asked Ruoyu to take everyone back to the guest room to rest.

The night is as cool as water, and the roses in the courtyard are swaying and swaying, and the branches and leaves are scattered all over the ground.

Ling Xihan couldn't fall asleep, and pushed open the long window with carved red edges, her black hair fluttering slowly in the night wind, covering most of her face.With Xiao Tingxuan's injury in mind, he saw a white figure walking towards Xiao Tingxuan's room carrying a small tray with red lacquer painted with golden begonia flowers. When he looked carefully, it was the queen.

Thinking of Xiao Tingxuan's serious injury tonight, she was hesitant to go and see him, but at this moment seeing the Queen went in, she was relieved.After a while, the queen came out.In the dark night, I couldn't see her expression clearly, I just felt that she was sad and lonely.With a ray of moonlight shining down, Ling Xihan accurately captured the crystal clear teardrops in her eyes, which were as translucent as pearls.

She frowned, opened the door and walked out.

"Auntie" she called softly.

The queen quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes and smiled.

"It's Han'er, what's the matter?"

Ling Xihan looked at her expression carefully, "You have cried, what happened?"

The queen smiled wryly, her phoenix eyes filled with sadness.

"Xuan'er, he..." She lowered her eyelashes, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes sparkled brightly, and she looked at Ling Xihan expectantly.

"Han'er" She held Ling Xihan's hand tightly, "Can you help me, Xuan'er has a knot in his heart, and he refuses to take medicine. But he suffered an internal injury, if he doesn't take care of it, the root cause of the disease will remain Please help me persuade him, please, he listens to you, and must let him drink the medicine. Help me, please!" She looked at Ling Xihan expectantly and praying, her phoenix eyes filled with tears, then It is a mother's selfless love for her son.

Ling Xihan nodded vigorously, "Auntie, don't worry, I'll go in and take a look. You are also injured, so go to rest early. Don't worry, I will make him drink the medicine."

The queen smiled, "Thank you!"

The dim light in the room was flickering, and a handsome and tall figure stood on the long window of the vermilion lacquer flower.The light shines on the bright paper, and the slender figure has indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

Ling Xihan felt a slight pain in her heart, pushed open the door and walked in.The furnishings in the house are simple and elegant, without any extravagance and flashiness.The polished marble floor is covered with camel-ground Phoenix opera peony carpets, and the beams are made of cloud-top nanmu.On the plum-blossom-style foreign table, a candlestick as white as snow jade is lit in a special red copper candlestick carved with green luan and flying clouds.In the middle of the square is a round table with black lacquer and Pengya teeth, on which a set of light yellow glazed teacups with plain surface is placed upright.On the east side of the green bronze tripod and red sandalwood incense case, there is a large lotus leaf style famille rose peony porcelain vase.The six-post ten thousand-character continuous head inlaid with nanmu bedside is hung with a sky-blue dark woven pomegranate tape gauze curtain, and snow-white silk thread Qionghua is sprinkled all over the tent, and the yarn moves like clouds and fog when the wind blows.On the couch, there is a soft pillow with gold silk bombs, and a lake-blue silky thin quilt.On the side, there are three small areas separated by black lacquer inlaid glass and painted 槅 fan purple and sandalwood carved begonia embroidery screens.

The bedside foreign lacquer table is engraved with patterns of flowers, birds, animals, flowers and plants and lotus petals. The black concoction in the celadon bowl is steaming hot, as thick as ink.The incense from the peony and green leaf incense burner mixed with the pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine makes people feel extremely depressed.

At this moment Xiao Tingxuan was standing by the window, looking into the distance with his phoenix eyes.Under the moonlight, his incomparably handsome side face became colder and colder.The sword with eyebrows like neon flying obliquely into the temples is sharp and clear with a sad softness and loneliness.

He had heard the voice a long time ago, but he didn't look back.

Ling Xihan walked over with the medicine bowl in hand, "Why don't you drink the medicine?"

Xiao Tingxuan pursed his lips, his phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of confusion.

Ling Xihan stirred the concoction with a spoon, "The good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, drink it."

Xiao Tingxuan finally looked back, his deep phoenix eyes stared at her for a long while, and then landed on the medicine bowl in her hand.Thick as ink, with a pungent smell.In a trance, he seemed to smell a faint smell of blood, as if the medicine that the empress mother personally boiled for him more than ten years ago...

He stared at the concoction, his phoenix eyes showed pain, and the hands beside him tightly clenched...

Ling Xihan knew that he remembered the past, and sighed inwardly.

"I saw my aunt crying just now."

Sure enough, seeing Xiao Tingxuan was startled, his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.

Ling Xihan said again: "She is very worried about you."

Xiao Tingxuan's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Ling Xihan became angry, "Xiao Tingxuan, who are you showing your face to? I know you have a knot in your heart, but it's a thing of the past, is it possible that you have to remember it for the rest of your life? Don't you want to do it because you once did something? Nightmare, and refused to sleep? Why did your mother cut her wrists and used blood as medicine? It was for your health. But now you are contemptuous of your own body. Are you worthy of her painstaking efforts? You Knowing that she is not in good health, she deliberately made her sad. Did she give birth to you after ten months of labor just to make you angry with her?"

She only felt that there was a fire burning in her heart, not only because she saw the queen weeping silently just now.What's more, is the panic and fear of Xiao Tingxuan's disregard for life.

Xiao Tingxuan lowered his head, and after a while, he said: "Before I left the palace, my father called me into the palace..."

(End of this chapter)