Chapter 36

Woman long eyelashes micro convergence, water eyes Ling turn, she seems to smell what? Isn't this man cut off? But she smelled the smell of androgen on him. Every time he mentioned something about Princess Yun, he seemed a little abnormal.

Does this mean that he still has feelings for women! In this way, the possibility of curing him has been greatly improved.

Leng junao's eagle eyes quietly disappeared from the unfathomable ice, leaving only the evil spirit of bewitching people: "woman, don't try to guess the king's mind, just do your own duty, otherwise in this deep palace courtyard, you will never know when you will lose your life..."

Oh! This man really said that he would turn over his face!

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, like the autumn wind passing by in a flash. She said coldly: "people don't offend me, I don't offend! If people offend me, I will never be a soft persimmon to be kneaded by others. "

Leng junao's eyes fell on her face. Her eyes were cool and her confidence was something he had never seen before.

A little medical girl who is not well-known has a lot of courage.

The next morning, a painter came to Cixin palace to pick people. He said that the emperor wanted to select a beautiful portrait from the palace people and present it to the emperor. The lucky maids would fly to the branches and become Phoenix.

Zhao Wanxi poked her head out and was picked by the painter as soon as she appeared. Although she was not a maid of honor, she knew that it was all the tricks of the empress. At this stage of the play, of course, she had to cooperate.

The painter said that the royal garden was beautiful and the portraits were more beautiful. Zhao Wanxi responded immediately. All the maidservants in Cixin palace looked envious.

"Dr. Zhao is very lucky..."

"People are beautiful. How can we compare..."

Zhao Wanxi was even more jubilant. She went to the royal garden with the painter and sat on the white jade bench.

Just as the painter was about to finish, she suddenly saw a familiar figure. It was the empress who happened to "pass by". Zhao Wanxi pretended not to see it. She pretended to implore the painter: "please help me draw beautiful."

The corners of the painter's mouth twitched slightly, and the eyes looked at the queen for a few seconds, seemingly nodding carelessly.

Looking at the painter's last stroke, Zhao Wanxi stepped forward: "it's really beautiful. Does the painter really want to show it to the emperor?"

"The lady of the lower hall, who has fallen flowers and fallen willows, also wants to be favored by the emperor. You are fantastic in my palace."

The Queen's voice came coldly, and she came forward to draw the painting from the painter's hand: "things that don't have long eyesight, the emperor is short of beautiful people, but he doesn't need a concubine. Go away!"

Looking at her portrait falling into the hands of the empress, Zhao Wanxi lowered her eyes and covered up her cunning. She answered weakly: "what the empress taught me is that the people will leave!"

At midnight, Zhao Wanxi gives lin'er to her maid to take care of her. She wants to go to the cottage on the pretext of eating a bad stomach. How can she miss the good play in Weiyang palace tonight.

Before arriving outside Weiyang palace, across the long Palace Lane, Zhao Wanxi saw a dark shadow leaping out of the palace wall of Weiyang palace, and her steps were hasty. The sound of bodyguards following him came.

It's the man who met the empress when she was young. Although she can't see her face clearly, Zhao Wanxi remembers his figure. Seeing that the bodyguard hasn't caught up with her, Zhao Wanxi is very anxious.

"Don't let him run!"