Chapter 54

"Princess Ling is serious. The performance of our palace can't be on the stage. It's nothing to put it at the end." Rather imperial concubine such is saying, the face of pretty pretty peeped out a put on smile.

As if she didn't agree with what she said, fengqingyao shook her head. "Qingyao and all the ladies are just throwing a brick to attract jade. Among all the noble women, concubine Ning is the most noble. Only when this program is put at the end can we send the last respects and blessings on behalf of our courtiers. "

Feng Tianchen sits on the Dragon chair and looks at fengqingyao with a smile. He never thought that he would like such a smart woman.

But Feng Tianchen's expression, Feng Xuan also looks in the eye.

This boy is a thief!

Think of here, Feng Xuan also picked up chopsticks to eat dish.

In this hall, Fengxuan can be so arrogant.

But fengqingyao didn't pay attention to Daofeng Xuanyi's action, but amplified her voice. "After all, you are the closest person to the emperor. Your blessing is better than all of us."

Although she was put in the cold palace, what fengqingyao said was true. When she got Feng Tianchen's favor, they were really the closest people, and this made no one find fault.

After hearing this, Ning Fei's eyes were full of gratitude. In this harem, no one ever taught her to be superior. Even the mammy around her taught her to be weak and humble. In recent years, she really humble to the bone, but do not want to let her people, still advance.

"Well, I know. Thank you, Princess Ling." Ning Fei clenched the hand that hangs in the body side, a pair of beautiful eyes have ten thousand Zhang light. With a knowing smile, she stepped firmly into the center of the hall.

Feng Tianchen is only happy with the banquet. It's not until Feng Qingyao's words make him realize that he has lost the beauty of Ning Fei. At the moment, Ning Fei, who had been neglected by him for several years, was generous and decent, with a variety of gestures, and seemed to be better than Ji Chunxue.

Feng Tianchen appreciates her graceful posture, and is satisfied in her eyes. This is the woman he was granted Tianchen. She won't lose anyone, though It's much worse than fengqingyao.

However, Fengqing Yao, the daughter of heaven, must be the one who wants to be in charge of the six palaces, and also the queen of Tianchen.

Ji Chunxue looks at Feng Tianchen's appreciative eyes and stares at Feng Qingyao angrily. She is very angry. What she did today was to make fengqingyao look like a fool in front of others, but she made a wedding dress for her. He not only won the favor of Feng Xuan and the empress dowager, but also was praised by all the high officials.

Especially that not favored Ning Fei, unexpectedly let it steal the limelight, Ji Chunxue although some can't sink gas. But her mind is extremely intelligent. She knows that she can't act rashly before she marries Feng Xuanyi.

As long as Ning Fei doesn't get ahead, she will continue to enjoy Feng Tianchen, but now? Ning Fei gradually appeared in front of Feng Tianchen, and even Feng Qingyao had to pay attention to Feng Tianchen.

How could she not be angry?

See Ning imperial concubine in the hall central performance is good, Feng Qing Yao also showed gratified smile. Ning Fei is a smart person, but she has never had the chance to stand out. In this way, she will change her ending.

Looking at Feng Qingyao, Feng Xuan can't help but say, "Princess Ai, don't mind your own business. This is not something you can control."

Hearing Feng Xuan whispering in his ear, Feng Qingyao frowned, "the Lord really looks down on people. I really don't want to take care of all this, but I have to fight for the face of the Lord. What do you say, Lord?"

Seeing the girl in front of her talking to herself in a light tone, Feng Xuan also said nothing with a smile.

Looking at Feng Xuan with a smile on her face, Feng Qingyao only thinks that Feng Xuan is also laughing on purpose.

After spending some time in the Longting hall, fengqingyao became dizzy and her wrist was soaked with blood. Thanks to the cover up of ink, people didn't find any clues.

At this time, people's attention is all on Ning Fei, and no one is paying attention to her. Feng Qingyao turns around and asks Xia zhuphene a few words, then gets up and walks outside the hall.

Feng Xuan also holds the wine bottle in his hand. He looks at Feng Qingyao and sees that her lips are pale. There was a smell of blood coming from the tip of his nose. His eyes sank and he found something wrong with her. He got up and chased outside without looking back.

Tonight, the moon is hazy. Fengqingyao moves quickly to a deserted rockery. Then she reluctantly lifts her sleeve soaked with blood. The sleeve was glued to the wound, and she pulled it hard to make it bigger.

The pain seemed to use up all her strength. Fengqingyao couldn't hold on any longer and took a breath of cold air. She closed her eyes slightly, waiting for a touch of cold on the ground. Maybe the bitter cold can make her mind clear.

Fengqingyao closed her eyes and waited for the coolness, but she fell into a warm embrace. The familiar fragrance lingers in the nose. Fengqingyao tries to open her eyes. What comes into her eyes are Fengxuan's cold eyes.

"Are you really hard hit? Won't you cry when you are hurt?" Feng Xuan also Feng eyes a stare, will the line of sight falls on her injured wrist, the tone is mixed with anger.If he hadn't just seen it carefully and found it in time, the girl would be lying on the cold ground like the weeds.

Feng Xuan also leans on the rockery and holds Feng Qingyao in his arms, carefully holding the bloody wrist. Fengmu is full of heartache, the meaning of heartache just disappeared in a moment.

Feng Xuan also looked at the white, jade like skin covered with blood stains and asked in a cold voice, "is it Feng Rao's smoke?"

He narrowed his eyes, recalled the scene just above the main hall, thought of the strange Phoenix enchanting smoke, and his whole body condensed cold.

"Well." Feng Qingyao's heart is full of pain. She just answers gently. She raises her eyes and touches Feng Xuanyi's deep eyes. Feng Qingyao's heart is warm.

Is he concerned about himself? That's what she always wanted.

"Why, is the king concerned about his concubines?" Feng Xuan also heard her feeble voice and frowned.

"Don't talk. Don't work hard. I don't guarantee that you will die in this palace!" Feng Xuan also held the cold hand and felt that there was no temperature on her hand. If he could not feel her fluctuating heartbeat, Feng Xuan would really feel that he was only holding a corpse.

He tore off a piece of cloth from his body and tied it to the wound for her.

Feng Xuan also took the medicine with him to use. He saw that his blood was no longer flowing, and Feng Qingyao gradually recovered.