Only you: King's crazy concubine

Then Xuanyuan Zimo turned and entered the inner room. He saw Chengya sleeping. He took out another porcelain vase and sprinkled it on her. The white powder disappeared in an instant.

In her sleep, Cheng Ya frowned, turned over, and then slept again.

Xuanyuanzi's black face was cold. He looked down at her and had an undisguised intention to kill her. It's too cheap for you to let you die.

Turning away, as like as two peas, she looked at a picture on the table, frowning and frowning, and looked up. Her eyes were astonished. The women in the picture were exactly alike in Yan's face, but the women in the picture were more mature and their eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Gu Qinyan saw the painting on the roof, but it was a little far away and a little dark, so he didn't see the people in the painting.

Xuanyuan Zimo rewound the scroll, put it back, went to the window, flipped over the window and left.

Gu Qingyan felt a warm and familiar smell beside him and asked, "who was the man in the picture just now?"

"If I guess correctly, it should be your mother." Xuanyuan Zimo looked at the bright eyes in front of him, in a good mood and smiling at the corners of his mouth.

Gu Qingyan frowned and said inexplicably, "she's not afraid of Feng Qi giving her up."

"Feng Qi didn't dare," Xuanyuan Zimo took her slender waist in one hand and fell gently on the ground, "why don't you kill her directly?"

Gu Qingyan shook his head. "It's not time yet. My powder is enough to make her dare not go out for a month."

"Well," Xuanyuan Zimo said softly. A cool wind came. He carefully helped her tidy up her cloak, put on her hood, touched her cold hands and frowned, "let's go home first."

This cloak is obviously Xuanyuan Zimo's, Gu Qingyan is more petite and lovely, and the hood covers most of her face.

His hands were held by Xuanyuan Zimo. Gu Qinyan tried to look up and let him see the rejection in his eyes. It was soft and waxy like being spoiled. "Let's go to Dali temple to see Feng Qi again."

Xuanyuan Zimo softened his heart. His cold hands pulled back his reason in time, comfortingly touched her hair, and his voice was soft. "You're not well now. It's windy outside. Don't get cold again."

Gu Qinyan scratched his palm playfully. "The prison is in Dali temple. There is no wind."

"The Yin and moisture in the prison are heavy. Don't think about it." Xuanyuan Zimo said, stopped at the waist, picked her up and jumped in the direction of the remnant King's house.

Gu Qingyan was startled. Subconsciously, he opened his mouth and wanted to cry. Xuanyuan Zimo blocked it back with a word, "Shh, if you don't want to be stabbed into a hedgehog, be good."

Gu Qingyan tooted his mouth and leaned honestly in his arms. What she didn't see was that Xuanyuan Zimo's mouth was slightly raised, and her eyes were unable to hide a smile.

Ah, the Chaoyang hall gave a scream. The birds on the Wutong tree outside the temple fluttered away with wings.

The awakened Cheng Ya frowned, looked at the frightened picturesque and said in a deep voice, "picturesque, is this palace too used to you?"

Picturesque shook his head hard, pointed to Cheng Ya, but said an incomplete sentence, "empress, you... You"

"What's the matter with this palace?" at this time, Chengya also noticed that she was wrong and frowned and asked.

The picturesque stammered, "your mother, your face"

"The palace's face? What's the matter with the palace's face?" Cheng Ya touched her face suspiciously, but cried out uncontrollably the next second. What she touched was not the delicate silky touch, but the uneven feeling like a toad.

It seemed that she couldn't believe it. Cheng Ya turned back and shouted, "mirror, mirror, get the mirror."

Picturesque was startled. At this time, it seemed to her that it was an extremely ferocious face. She hurried to get the bronze mirror and carefully handed it to Cheng Ya.

She came to Japan to wake up the empress. Unexpectedly, she saw the empress's pockmarked face like an ugly toad and cried out in fear.

Cheng Ya trembled and raised the bronze mirror. When she saw a ferocious and pitted face in the bronze mirror, she threw the bronze mirror on the ground and broke in an instant.

"Ah" Cheng Ya lay on the bed and howled bitterly. Even she was startled when she looked at her face, not to mention the emperor, "who is it? Who hurt the palace."

The hatred in the voice made picturesque shake, lowered his head and tried to reduce the sense of existence.

"It must be the bitch in the jade lotus hall," Cheng Ya seemed to think of something. She suddenly straightened up. There were still wet tears on her face. Her eyes flashed sinister. Her nails scraped jade and silk and made an unpleasant and harsh voice. "This palace wants her to live better than die."

Dali temple, hearing that people looked at Gu Qingyan with complicated eyes at the beginning, they felt the unhappy eyes from beside them, took back their eyes, bent down and bowed, but they didn't see the feeling of inferiority at all. They said, "my lower official has seen the disabled king."

The servant just reported that the disabled king had come, and he was accompanied by a beautiful woman. At that time, he guessed that it was her. Even if he expected, when he really saw her, the excitement and surprise in his heart was self-evident.

Gu Qingyan smiled lightly, "Wen Ren, let's see Feng Qi."

"Please." listen to her call. She is slightly lost. Is she afraid of the misunderstanding of the disabled king?

Gu Qingyan frowned and looked at someone next to him. He seemed to be in a good mood, "let's go."

Xuanyuan Zimo held her waist and looked pale. If you look carefully, you can find that his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Gu Qingyan.

The two men took the lead in walking in front. When they heard that people were following behind them at the beginning, they looked at a pair of Bi people who seemed to be unable to get in front of them. Suddenly, they didn't feel good.

The three soon came to Feng Qi's cell. Feng Qi heard the sound, smiled and looked up. The next second she froze. She thought Wan'er was coming, but the face in front of her would not be forgotten.

"Gu Qingyan, what are you doing here?" Feng Qi rushed forward and wanted to reach out from the gap to catch Gu Qingyan. Xuanyuan Zi Mo frowned and took Gu Qingyan back a few steps.

Gu Qingyan's face was not as soft as before, and his tone was as cold as ice. "I'll see if you're dead."

"Then you're really disappointed. I won't die." Feng Qi laughed proudly.

Gu Qingyan ignored her provocation, narrowed his eyes and said, "I have thousands of ways to make your life worse than death."

"What qualifications do you have?" Feng Qi's eyes crossed fear and passed away in a flash. Then he saw Wen Renchu on one side and suddenly looked calm. "Wen Ren, did you hear that Gu Qingyan wanted to lynch me."

At the first glance, "I'm not lynching if I'm here."

Hearing the speech, Feng Qi was stunned, "you... You"

Gu Qingyan stood with both hands and was lonely and proud. He said in a cold voice, "it's natural to kill people to pay for their lives. You always have to pay for my mother's life. Remember to apologize to my mother in the yellow spring."