Only you: King's crazy concubine

Xuanyuan Zimo smiled, "is Yan'er out of the wind?"

"Yes, I'm scared by you." Gu Qingyan didn't have a good way.

Xuanyuan Zimo pinched her face and felt delicate. He couldn't help kissing, "tonight I'll let Xuanyuan Zihao know the consequences of calculating me."

"Coincidentally, I think so too." Gu Qingyan said with a smile.

Xuanyuan Zi Mo fondled her head and said, "don't play too hard." instead of worrying about others, he worried that he would get in at last, so it's unnecessary.

Gu Qingyan nodded skillfully and got into his arms to close his eyes.

As soon as they got to the gate of the palace, they heard the chattering outside. They were surprised to see a carriage without signs coming slowly.

In the capital, however, all carriages with some status will carry symbols in the house. For the first time, ordinary carriages came to the gate of the palace. Were they guests invited by the emperor?

The next moment, the carriage stopped leisurely in front of the palace. A white and tender hand appeared in the curtain. Then Gu Qingyan's face came into the eyes of the people.

"Gu... Gu Qing Yan?" someone in the crowd screamed.

Gu Qingyan took out his ears unhappily. He seemed to see a ghost and completely forgot that he had pretended to die in order to escape from the prime minister's house.

Now in the eyes of the public, it is not the "ghost" that comes back from the dead.

They looked at Gu Qingyan and went down to the carriage. They were dressed in light blue clothes and skirts. They had a head of green silk, a simple and exquisite bun, no powder, red lips like Zhu, clear eyes, a white pattern belt and a silver incense bell. They sounded a crisp and pleasant sound with their steps.

Ling Yu and Ling Le protect the Dharma.

Gu Qingyan didn't seem to see them. He entered the palace without changing his face. His pace was not fast or slow.

Xuanyuan Zimo left the carriage long ago. He said he was afraid of damaging Gu Qingyan's reputation. Although he didn't care about these, he didn't want Gu Qingyan to be hurt by public opinion.

After she left, the people came back to God, "just... Was Gu Qingyan just now?"

"She has a shadow. She's not dead."

Lin Luozi in the crowd disdained to smile. Gu Qingyan has been living under the eyes of everyone. Now she knows it's too late.

But when I thought of hearing that she had been shut out at the beginning of today, my eyes were dimmer. I wonder if he will enter the palace tonight.

The people had different thoughts and went into the temple in groups in twos and threes.

"Miss Gu, long time no see."

Gu Qingyan was enjoying the scenery and strolling slowly when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Turning around, he saw Xuanyuan Maple coming towards him with a gentle smile.

Gu Qingyan picked his eyebrows. "Good evening, maple king." he was disgusted. It turned out to be a smiling tiger.

It's a strange way to say hello. Xuanyuanfeng smiled deeply, "it turns out that Miss Gu still remembers Ben Wang."

"My memory is very good." Gu Qingyan nodded and felt good about himself.

Xuanyuan maple is meaningful. "I haven't seen her for a long time. Miss Gu is still so cute."

"I prefer you to praise me for being fierce." Gu tilted his face and raised his eyebrows.

The onlookers listened to the dialogue and couldn't help but draw corners of their mouths.

Xuanyuan Maple's face remained unchanged in the face of Gu Qingyan's strange answer, "I think it's cute and more suitable for you."

Gu Qingyan now just wants to give him two punches and deliberately pull hatred for her. "It's lovely and poor. No one loves it. Maple king, don't praise me for being cute. Let me go."

Looking at her ancient spirit and strange appearance, xuanyuanfeng smiled a little, "well... Miss Gu is really fierce."

The ancient tipping face turned dark, and make complaints about Tucao.

"If the maple king is all right, I'll go first. Goodbye." it's best not to see. After that, Gu Qingyan left gracefully.

Not far away, Cheng Yi looked at the scene, stirred her handkerchief in her hand, stared at the direction Gu Qingyan left, and secretly scolded the fox spirit.

"Miss, the second prince is still looking at Miss Gu." Qing'er, the servant girl beside him, whispered.

Cheng Yi stared at her with fierce eyes, "shut up."

Qing'er shrank, lowered his head and didn't speak.

"Is that Gu Qingyan?"

In the other corner, a thin figure stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the beautiful back gradually moving away.

"It's really ancient."

The figure's eyes burst out sinister, "I've finally come back. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Gu Qingyan suddenly felt that his back was cold. It seems that entering the Palace this time is really more dangerous than entering the tiger's mouth. Many people are waiting for this moment.

"The master is cold?" Ling Yu frowned, with hidden concern in his eyes.

Gu Qingyan shook his head. "Blood boiling, where will it be cold." you can kill tonight.

Hearing the speech, the worry in Ling Yu's eyes dissipated a little.

When the three arrived at the hall of astonishment, many people were seated. They were all stunned by the fact that they were all in a reaction. But the people would dare to go to the palace to find Wutong branches.

Gu Qingyan casually found a corner to sit down. Then he played with the jade flute bored. He seemed to have a soul like rotating at his fingertips. It made some people stunned. Can he play like this?

"Emperor, the empress arrived and the imperial concubine arrived." the shrill voice spread all over the hall.

Then he saw Xuanyuan Zihao, dressed in bright yellow robes, come in with some vain steps. Gu Qingyan saw that he was hollowed out at a glance.

Cheng Ya, with a veil on her face, pretended to calmly follow Xuanyuan Zihao in the face of people's puzzled eyes. When she saw Gu Qingyan, gloom and hatred flashed in her eyes.

Gu Qingyan glanced a smile at the bottom of his eyes. It seems that Cheng Ya has had a good time in recent months. The toad is also very useful.

Behind them are imperial concubine Shu and imperial concubine Hui. They are dignified and virtuous. They occasionally look at each other and smile. They look like good sisters.

They all knelt down to salute and said in the same voice: "long live the emperor, long live the queen, long live the queen."

Xuanyuan Zihao sat on the Dragon chair and looked at the darkness under him. He glanced around angrily and paused on Gu Qingyan. Although he moved away as if nothing had happened, he said faintly: "you are flat."

"Thank you, Emperor."

"King Qi, Princess Nuoer, King Feng."

The next second, I saw handsome men and beautiful women walking slowly and halting in the center of the hall, "my son's ministers see my father."

Different from the serious appearance just now, Xuanyuan Zihao saw them laughing and looked like two people before, "ha ha ha, sit down quickly."

"Thank you, father."

Gu Qingyan ignored them all the way. He sat in his seat and counted how many grapes there were in the plate. Anyway, she sat in the corner. Who would pay attention to her.

Holding his cheek in one hand, he sighed in his heart. When he went out, he forgot Yi Rong, but on second thought, even if Yi Rong, Xuanyuan Zihao would certainly let her become the target of public criticism. If someone with a heart found that he would be easy, wouldn't he lose a card.