Devious emperor's gossip concubine

The eye color passed, and the gentle eyes were unfathomable. Shangguan Junlin said, "wait."

Rong Qian frowned and said, "wait?"

"Well, wait for the man to come by himself." the voice was so weak that it didn't contain any emotion, but it made people feel as if everything was under control.

Rong qian can only hope that this time it is not su Xiaoxiao's hand. Otherwise, if you lead people out by the means of the cabinet leader, you have the intention to catch them all.

Duanrong palace.

Lingran arranges the things on the table for Su Xiaoxiao. At this time, a picture is placed on the table. Even in black and white ink, the painting still looks beautiful.

There is no handwriting in the painting. You can see that it was painted by your own young master. No painting left a name. If it wasn't put in this room, she wouldn't know who painted it.

"Lingran" suddenly sounded a low, cold voice.

Listening to his body, his face suddenly changed.

The voice of "subordinates see the landlord" has recovered its previous lack of emotion, but its low body is shaking.

Liu wuhuai looked at lingran and said, "why, don't you want to see my lord?"

"My subordinates dare not!" after all, she knelt down.

Liu wuhuai looked at the picture on the table and said, "this is what Yi Er painted?"

"My subordinates don't know," lingran said, "the young Lord has never written. My subordinates don't know whether she can paint or not."

Liu wuhuai looked at the painting. The edge and oppression hidden in the painting were indeed inconsistent with Yi Er's temperament. And in his memory, Yi Er never seemed to move his pen.

I don't know what to think, Liu wuhuai suddenly started to brush away all the calligraphy and paintings on the table.

Listening to Liu wuhuai's action, he felt a little anxious and said, "landlord, this is the palace."

Liu wuhuai looked at the two different handwriting on the paper and flashed a few calculations in his eyes.

"Yi'er has lived up to my Lord's expectations. It seems that the emperor has fallen in love with Yi'er." the poem on the snow Yuan Festival and Shuangsheng grass are enough to explain everything.

"... yes, the young Lord always obeys the landlord's orders." Lin ran replied with a white face. At the beginning, Liu wuhuai not only asked the little Lord to find Yeming flower, but also attracted the attention of Shangguan Junlin, but she didn't tell the little Lord.

"Well," said Liu wuhuai, "if I can finish what I told you, I will naturally give Yi'er the antidote of red lotus."

Lingran felt some pain in her heart. If the doctor hadn't told her, she didn't know that the young Lord had put the poison of red lotus on herself that day.

Listening to the cold killing intention flashed in his eyes and said, "don't worry, the little Lord will be able to complete the task."

"My Lord also believes that Yi'er can," said Liu wuhuai. "The boy's departure from the palace these five days is the day to investigate the Forbidden Palace. Tell Yi'er that I will wait for him for five days. If five days fail..."

Listen and immediately said, "don't worry, the little Lord will not live up to the expectations of the landlord."

After saying "en", Liu wuhuai turned and left.

"Congratulations to the landlord."

After Liu wuhuai left, he listened and put away all the calligraphy and paintings on the ground. Even if the cold killing intention in the eyes, the ruthlessness on the face seems to be determined in the eyes.

Ling ran took out the thin mask in her arms, and a thick smile flashed in her eyes. This time, she can also do something for the little Lord. Although it failed to see the whole of the mask. But it can still be seen that if you take it with you, it must be a unique face. That beauty can only make people sigh, not like everything in the world.

It is said in the Jianghu that Liu Wuyi is incomparably beautiful. No woman in the world can match her. People in the Jianghu are suspicious of this statement, but if you really see it, you will believe it is not empty.

Su Xiaoxiao was relieved when he came out of the Longevity Palace.

From Longevity Palace to duanrong palace, you must pass by the imperial garden. Looking at the scenery of the imperial garden, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help stopping.

Snowflakes were falling, and the oleander had already withered in the garden. Even if it is a gorgeous color, it will eventually disperse one day. Su Xiaoxiao went to the moon Pavilion alone and let the snowflakes fall on him.

In the moon watching Pavilion, at the moment, the woman with an indifferent breath exudes only the meaning of coolness. Looking at the falling snowflakes, the eyes flashed a faint smile.

Yan Bizhen looked at Su Xiaoxiao and hesitated for a moment. After all, he came out and said, "madam, it's cold. Please don't stay in the garden for a long time."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the snowflake in front of her and said with a faint smile, "what's your name?" she knew someone was following behind her. Someone followed her from the moment she left the duanrong palace.

Words must be true, and he said, "my subordinates call words must be true."

Su Xiaoxiao seemed to point out, "it's hard, bodyguard."

"You're welcome, madam." the Lord ordered him to keep it. This is his duty.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed a bit of light, watching the snowflakes melt slowly in his hands, and the question in his heart gradually had an answer. She's already accepted him, hasn't she?

"Let's go," Su Xiaoxiao said faintly.

The light figure walked down the moon Pavilion, and the smile in his eyes fleeted under the cold. If, in any case, the outcome is doomed to fail, then what if it is vigorous.