Genius concubine first-rank queen

Chapter 12 The Princess' Conspiracy

I saw a chic and unrestrained smile on his sharp lips, as if a gust of breeze could blow him away, with an elegant and ethereal temperament on his body, noble and elegant, "You don't know what to do, a woman , just said that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and now, is this how to repay me?"

"I just want to see my benefactor's face, you won't be so stingy?" Wan Ge calmly moved away the hand around her waist, "Could it be that Your Excellency is the one who can't see the light? Don't dare to tell the truth Show your face?"

The man let her go, he still smiled and shook his head, laughing has become his expression all day long.

"Put on a mask, just to save trouble." The silver-masked man paused, his eyes as deep as the sea, "If you want to see it, you will have a chance in the future. You keep this ointment for now, and you will see it in the future." It's useful. It's not yet dawn, so you can continue to rest."

It was dark at night, and occasionally only the chirping of insects could be heard.Wan Ge herself didn't expect that such a thought would come up in her heart just now, this man is really unfathomable.

We met by chance, since the other party is unwilling to disclose his real identity and name, why should she ask more questions!At dawn, she will continue to return to the palace.

Feeling drowsy, Wan Ge lay quietly on the straw mat, with the bonfire burning fiercely, dispelling the chill around her.She was still wearing a man's white robe, with a faint smell of grass on it, which made people smell very comfortable.Does he practice medicine?Wan Ge shook her head, throwing away these irrelevant things in her mind, people are unwilling to say, whether it is true or not has nothing to do with you.

The silver-masked man squatted at the door, with his back to Wan Ge, and picked up the flute in his hand again. This night, he played the flute all night.

At this time, he knew her identity and everything about her past.It's just that she doesn't know him well.

While she was half asleep and half awake, she heard the melodious and low sound of the flute, which was full of sadness.

Frozen tears, like a meteor falling, shattered someone's thoughts.

Between reincarnations, the past has been annihilated, and the face is blurred in dreams.

On the top of Kunlun, the rivers and lakes are far away, and the flowers fade and bloom all over the sky.

Sighing the world of mortals, falling into beauty, heaven and earth.

Love is like wind, love is like smoke, the pipa has been played for thousands of years.

The fate of this life, the fate of the next life, the vicissitudes of life, become fleeting years.

When the dawn came and dispelled the night, she slowly came from the east and untied the veil covering the earth.

Wan Ge opened her eyes, she looked down at her body, her clothes were neat and tidy, she stretched her wrists, she felt as if her lost strength had returned.She turned her head and looked around. The bonfire had been extinguished, and there seemed to be a faint scent of vanilla left on her body, which was very fresh and comfortable.

What about the silver-masked man?The surrounding area is empty, except for this dilapidated ruined temple, there is no one to be seen.There are a few washed wild fruits and some dry food beside her.She was still holding a bottle of silver-white ointment in her arms. It seemed that the man had already left, but she didn't expect him to be so careful and left food before he left.After not eating for such a long time, Wan Ge really felt a little hungry. After eating the food, she stood up and looked at the vast land with infinite emotion in her heart.

She raised her head and strode outside, silver-faced man, goodbye!Anyway, you saved me, you are the second person I came to this world to help me, if I have the opportunity to repay you in the future!

There was a gentle breeze, and there was already a cloud of green smoke curling up in the distance, and Wan Ge's petite figure disappeared into the ruined temple.

Not long after Wan Ge left, the silver-masked man came to the ruined temple, looking at the empty walls, his heart felt sad and empty.He still held two steaming hares in his hands. He originally wanted to bring her something to eat, but now?There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.The two hares fell to the ground, splashing flying dust.

Mu Wange, if my calculations are correct, I believe we will meet again in the near future.

The silver-masked man slowly raised his hand, and lifted off the mask covering his handsome face.With flying hair and white clothes better than snow, under that mask is a shockingly handsome face!

At this moment, everything around seemed to be overshadowed, the flowers fell silently, and the birdsong held their breath.

The man is handsome and picturesque, with an aura like a banished fairy.His eyebrows are handsome and straight, the bridge of his nose is straight, his thin and rosy lips are well-defined and moist, and his graceful and slender figure is like a beautiful jade.In those pitch-black eyes, there is illusion and fluttering, and the waves are shimmering, as if they have accumulated the quiet beauty of the world, flowers and moons, with a bit of wisdom and a bit of indifference.

The breeze blows and blows his white robe, which is spotless and as light as a feather, making him look like a celestial being.Every move, so simple, yet so soul-stirring.

He took out the jade flute and tapped it lightly on the palm of his hand three times. Silently, two men appeared behind him with cold and expressionless faces.Just from this simple movement, it can be seen that the martial arts of these two men are very strong.

"Liang Feng, you go back to the Siyinghui first, Wei Zheng, you go back to Jinling Kingdom temporarily. Once you have any news, please report to me at any time!"

"Yes!"

The two answered in unison, their voices sonorous and powerful.From their actions and demeanor, it can be seen that both of them are soldiers who have served in the army for many years, and that is the calmness shown by the experience of the battlefield.

In an instant, the sycamore flowers were flying all over the sky, like a goddess scattering flowers, which made people feel refreshed.A sycamore leaf fell into his palm along with its petals.Gently placed on the bridge of the nose, very fragrant, very intoxicating...

Inside the palace, pavilions, terraces and attics are full of flowers, and the chirping spring swallows are screaming non-stop.

Gong Zisu's pretty face was full of anger, the birds chirping outside made her very upset, as if she was laughing at her embarrassment yesterday, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she pointed to the bamboo forest outside the window, "Those swallows are so noisy, Come on! Kill them all with a slingshot!"

A group of servants looked at each other tremblingly, thinking: Don't princesses usually love these animals the most?What's the matter today?
Gong Zisu burst into rage, and shouted: "Slave dog! Are you trying to ignore my princess' words? Hurry up!"

Hearing the cries of these birds, she felt a sense of boredom in her heart.

Gong Zisu sat on the carved wooden chair angrily, her fingers were tightly clasped together, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, damn Mu Wange!

Mo'er, the maid at the side, saw her and pursed her lips slightly. She poured a cup of tea and slowly handed it to Gong Zisu with graceful movements, "Princess, you are angry. You just punish yourself with other people's mistakes. Why bother for these things?" The relevant popularity has damaged the princess's body? Please drink tea, princess, to calm down the fire!"

Gong Zisu glanced at her, Mo'er had been with her since she was a child, she knew her temper clearly, Gong Zisu took the teacup from Mo'er's hand, suppressed the anger in her chest, and continued Look at Mo'er, she is still smiling, as if she has a plan in mind.

(End of this chapter)