Chapter 1657

At the beginning, who said that tong'er, as his daughter of Leng junao, should act recklessly!

But now, the person who dislikes his daughter's unruly behavior is also his cold junao.

This time, don't say that Leng Zitong has been completely frightened, Leng in situ, numb, no response.

Leng Yulin, who had been playing the role of invisible man, couldn't help exclaiming: "father, what did you say? But really? "

But the response he got was nothing more than the aloofness of Leng junao.

"That's right!"

two simple words let the atmosphere in the hall sink again and again. This time, not to mention a pair of children, even Zhao Wanxi's eyes were disappointed.

But just wake up small steamed stuffed bun seems to have noticed something, choose in this stall suddenly out of the voice, "Wah Wah" crying, nanny hurriedly coax, a little noisy, let a headache.

As if he couldn't stand it, Leng Jun Ao locked his eyebrows, and his face condensed. Without looking back at his disappointed eyes, he turned around and walked out of the gate of the east palace. Only then did he slow down a little, and raised his hand to cover his chest.

A dull hum also overflowed with it.

Almost at the same time, Ning's figure came running from the dark, holding him fast with worry in his eyes.

"My Lord, your body..."

"No problem. How's it going?"

"It's all right. There's nothing wrong with it."

With that, Ning instantaneously said, "it's just you This is not the case. "

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't be a tiger. Since someone wants to play, I should accompany him."

With a deep smile, Leng junao coughed twice. Then he waved his big hand and brushed away Ning's help: "now that it's arranged, let's start. It's almost time."

The night was a little heavy, and he was in the shadow. In addition to a little cool breath, the look on Leng junao's face was invisible. The only thing he could see was that after he whispered, he turned his head slightly.

He called to one side, "come here."

Someone came out with a pretty face, dressed in eunuch clothes and respectful appearance.

"I've seen the emperor before."

***

with Leng junao's departure, the atmosphere in the East Palace was relieved. Zhao Wanxi personally took the bun from the nurse's arms and coaxed him, which soon stopped him crying.

With a very complicated mood, he handed the steamed stuffed bun back and told the nurse to take him to bed first. Then the expression on Zhao Wanxi's face gradually disappeared.

A face calm and quiet, where there is a little angry look?

Just, also can't get up what spirit, broke down the shoulder, that moment, with lost all the strength of the whole body in general.

Looking at Leng Yulin, he was worried and asked: "what's the matter with you, empress? But do you need Dr. Xuan

"No more."

Zhao Wanxi waved her hand wearily and walked towards the inner room of the bedroom.

"Mother is just tired, tong'er, go to rest with mother."

"Oh."

Young to small, cold purple but not silly, aware of the atmosphere is not right, has been cautious appearance. At this time, I heard my mother's call, and I didn't even think about it.

By the way, he also raised his hand and wiped off the residual tears on his face.

Leng Yulin saw them walking towards the inner room. As soon as his eyes turned, he turned impatiently and walked out. He stepped out of the hall door and down the steps. He looked left and right and lowered his voice.

"Where are you going, little orange?"

With the shouts, a pretty young eunuch flashed out. Although his expression was a little chilly, his attitude was still attentive. He answered and carefully took out a bright yellow scarf from his arms.

"Your Highness, this is from the emperor. He specially told you..."

"Well, don't talk nonsense. I know."

A grab, Leng Jun Ao impatiently waved away the speaker, again turned to look at the direction of the bedroom door, see really no one, just focus on the bright yellow thin Juan in his hand.

Hesitated for a moment, was about to open to see, the top of the head was covered with a layer of thin shadow darker than the night.

Suddenly aware of something wrong, Leng Yulin's first reaction is not to look back, but to take the lead in hiding things in his hands. It was only when it was thrust into the sleeve that it could turn its head.

On the other hand, Zhao Wanxi, who didn't know when and with what kind of position, suddenly appeared behind him.

Zhao Wanxi doesn't speak either. She just stares at him with deep eyes. Leng Yulin feels guilty and purses her lips tightly. In the end, she is a little overwhelmed and wants to run after smearing oil on the soles of her feet.

"Ah, my mother, my son suddenly feels so sleepy. You don't mean that if a child doesn't sleep well, he won't grow up. For the sake of his future health, I'm going to sleep now Well MotherAfter the collar was grabbed, want to run also can't run, accompanied by Zhao Wanxi's voice.

"Don't go back. You'll sleep here tonight."

"Mother, is that true?"

Even if you can break free, you can't resist. Obediently pulled by the back collar, Leng Yulin's face was loveless, but the next second, after hearing Zhao Wanxi's words, his dark eyes lit up in an instant.

It's just that it soon became a dilemma, with a clear reluctance.

"But I'm old enough to argue with you..."

"No matter how old you are, you are still my son. Stop talking nonsense and let's go."

His mother got angry. Wow, it's terrible! What else? I have to listen to her.

Frightened by Zhao Wanxi, Leng Yulin rushes into the inner room of the bedroom with two points of entanglement, two points of worry and six points of satisfaction. Of course, they didn't really share the same bed with Zhao Wanxi. Instead, they wrapped up the bed and went to the soft couch, and soon closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Midnight is a good time to sleep.

Especially for children, a good time to grow up, a good sleep is necessary.

However, for Leng Yulin, a child It's really tossing and turning.

He is not likely to be able to sleep if he has something to do in his heart. Although he is very happy to be able to share a room with his mother and his wife and win the favor openly, he just can't stand this happiness.

It was not easy for him to stay up until late at night. After listening, there was no movement except the sound of even breathing on the bed not far away, he crept up quietly.

Don't dare to open the door to go out, near the candlelight, took out has been carefully hidden jinjuan, slowly spread out.

As his eyes moved, he looked at the above contents one by one. Leng Yulin's small face changed its usual appearance, became deep and serious, and even had a kind of Xiaosu flavor.

Especially the sharp between the eyebrows and eyes, it is very like Leng Jun Ao.

When he finished reading all the contents, his fingers suddenly tightened, and his expression was even colder. His mouth was tight, with some evil spirit that a child should not have.

It was when Leng Yulin was immersed in her own emotions that Zhao Wanxi's cool voice rang out behind her once again.

"What did your father say in the secret decree?"

Mo Yue didn't expect her mother to look behind her. When she heard her voice, Leng Yulin suddenly regained consciousness and subconsciously hid Leng junao's secret order behind her again. Words that have not passed through the brain are also blurted out without thinking.

"Mother, why did you get up? What's the secret? I don't know. "

"Don't you really know?"

Very close distance, standing in front of his own son, in fact, as long as Zhao Wanxi stretched out her hand, she could snatch the things in his hand.

However, Zhao Wanxi did not move.

As long as I didn't see the panic on Leng Yulin's face and didn't speak, I looked at him with fixed eyes. The bottom of Leng Yulin's heart was bursting, and I couldn't help feeling empty.

"Mother, don't ask, son It's true. It's nothing. "

"Oh."

Is that so?

It seems that this one or two have something to hide from her?

I can't say what it's like, but it's just It's very hard. Without any more compulsion, Zhao Wanxi turned her head and went back to bed. She pulled the quilt over her body and closed her eyes again. A series of movements were like flowing water.

Leng Yulin was stunned.

This is finished?

He thought how to explain it well. In an instant, he thought of several reasons, but he didn't use any of them?

His mother's persistent headache, easy to speak, and uneasy heart, can not adapt to this tangle, anyway, is also unable to sleep, Leng Yulin standing in situ for a moment, or carefully out.

Beyond the high palace wall, looking out from afar, the sky has been faintly white, it is almost dawn. Taking a deep breath of the cool air, Leng Yulin slowly opens his mouth and mumbles to himself.

"My father, I think you may have really made a bad idea this time. Maybe you will regret it in the future."

In the dead of night, naturally, no one came out to respond to him, only the original quiet air, the air flow a little faster, and a few leaves in the courtyard moved.

***

Ouyang shengqian has a bad heart. He wants to borrow the inside information that others don't know and use it to do things. The key point is that he even got her. For Zhao Wanxi, this is clearly a provocation.

Maybe she has been silent for a long time, making everyone feel like a bully?

For this misunderstanding, Zhao Wanxi felt that it was necessary for her to let everyone know the truth.

Joan arranged it herself, but in three days, a banquet led by Zhao Wanxi, the queen, was ready in the palace. Invited are some of the appropriate age of the aristocratic children, as well as famous ladies.Under the banner of holding a banquet, in fact, to put it bluntly, it was a blind date banquet in disguised form in ancient upper class society.

This kind of banquet has always been the favorite of those courtiers and ladies, but Zhao Wanxi didn't have this hobby. Even if she didn't take on the responsibility of matchmaker, she was very disappointed and had to gather in private.

Now I finally seize the opportunity. Naturally, everyone is happy to go there and try his best to dress up.

For a moment, people came and went in Qionghua palace, and suddenly it became very lively.

Zhao Wanxi didn't have the patience to deal with the kneeling of those courtiers and wives. She just waited in the east palace. When the preparation time was almost over, Bai Lian, who lived in Qionghua palace, had to come forward to receive the guests.

Although she is just a Jie Yu, she is the only Jie Yu in the palace. Leng junao is the third woman in name. She doesn't look at the Buddhist's face. Because of this, all the visitors are polite to her.

Bai Lian was in the limelight for a while, but she was so satisfied with her vanity that when Zhao Wanxi came over, she was too low-key to be found.

Standing outside the hall, looking at Bai Lian from a distance, the master and servant of the room looked different.

Pomegranate is still the one that can't keep calm.

"Hum, it's true that Ma doesn't know his face. He's more and more confused about his own weight. Maybe once in a while, he's so scheming. Now he's addicted. Don't he really take himself as the master?"

Pomegranate, unlike Joan, came late and didn't know much. But even if I don't understand the origin of my master and the legendary princess Yun, I can guess something from the incident of Bai Lian.

At the moment, looking at the high-ranking people in the hall dressed in white, delicate makeup, but also did not forget to light a little red between the forehead, which is not pleasing to the eye.

"After all, it's just a fake. It's too flattering."

"Pomegranate, take care of your mouth."

Joan was the one who had been promoted. She knew pomegranate's temper well. But on this occasion, hearing her say so, I still can't help being dissatisfied and can't help whispering.

After listening to them, Zhao Wanxi was a little speechless. She glanced at pomegranate and stopped for a few seconds.

"If you speak a little louder, I'm afraid you'll stir them up to be referees."

"Niang Niang..."

Hearing the displeasure, they kept silent in time.

Joan knew how serious it was. She gave pomegranate a look. She sent pomegranate down and swept around. There was no one around. Then she stepped forward and whispered in Zhao Wanxi's ear.

"Niang Niang, you already have a candidate in your heart. Who have you decided?"

When Ouyang shengqian sent someone to send the flowers, Joan was not there. After listening to pomegranate talk about, but not gas.

After listening to Zhao Wanxi's instructions, she was unexpectedly diligent.

At the moment, although it's not obvious on the surface, it's actually with uncontrollable schadenfreude.

"Even if he wants to marry Xiqi, he is still a prince, and he is also the ninth king of Xiqi. Once he is selected, a princess's canonization is indispensable, and those courtiers are all proficient."