Chapter 258

"Not to mention that." Feng Qing Yao suddenly stopped, looked up at her, and continued to say, "what's more, you are very popular with the emperor. If you say something nice for me, I will be satisfied."

Listen to her words, Feng Rao smoke has been stunned, Feng Qing Yao like, should not be Feng Xuan also?

Why do you want to marry Feng Tianchen now? And agreed to let her through.

Seeing her like this, Feng Qingyao raised a smile from the corner of her mouth. "Although I like Fengxuan, Princess Ling is still the mother of a country. Even a fool knows which one to choose. As long as you listen to me, I can guarantee that you can take the position of princess."

Feng Qingyao stood in front of her with a negative hand, showing a lot of edge at the bottom of her eyes. Feng Rao Yan seldom saw her look like this. It was like the king's arrogance to all living beings, which made people only surrender.

But where she is willing to submit to others all her life, her scar is cured, and she has the ability to compete with Feng Qingyao. With Feng Tianchen's love for her, the Queen's position must be in her bag.

But now, fengrao cigarette holder angle raised a smile, toward fengqingyao gently blessing body, "sister again, Yan'er bear in mind."

When she said this, she saw something fierce in her eyes. When she regained her appearance, she would destroy fengqingyao's face. She even wanted to be the queen. I really don't know the heaven and the earth.

Fengrao smoke heart of small nine nine, Fengqing Yao natural very clear, but still pretend not to see, mouth slightly hook, patted her shoulder, "well, wait for you, we talk about the future."

According to Feng Qingyao's meaning, Fu Liu looks at the wound on her forehead, checks the skill of a cup of tea, and takes out a black porcelain vase from her arms.

"This is my beauty cream. I apply it to the wound every morning and evening, and it will heal in half a month." Fu Liu throws the bottle to Feng Rao Yan, saying so.

As soon as she hears that her wound can be healed, Feng Rao Yan is not happy. It only takes half a month, but it's too late. In three days, it will be the birthday of the Empress Dowager. If Feng Tianchen sees his wound after three days, he will probably dislike himself.

"Is there a faster way?" Feng Rao Yan grits her teeth and asks Fu Liu.

Fu Liu was angry with her smile, a cold hum, "I'm just a doctor, not a fairy, can use half a month to give you recovery, it's good, you even think about beautiful things. But there are ways to recover quickly, but I don't know if you can bear it

Hearing that she had a faster way, Feng Rao Yan's eyes brightened, grasped the porcelain bottle in her hand, and quickly asked, "what's the way? You can use it. I can bear it."

With a look of disbelief, Fu Liu shook his head and said, "this method is more or less painful. You need to scrape the rotten meat from your wound and apply this beauty cream. It only takes two days for the new meat to grow, but there are some side effects..."

Feng Rao smoke just heard the previous sentence, then was scared by that sentence to scrape away carrion, a layer of cold sweat on the hand, don't know how to choose.

The meat grew on her body. If it was scraped off like this, it would hurt her to death. But if it wasn't scraped off, her wound would be better. The birthday of the Empress Dowager was just around the corner, and she couldn't afford to wait.

"Why, do you want to shave?" Fu Liu is an acute person. She doesn't want to stay in the west yard for a moment. She is sure that she won't do it. As soon as she steps out, she is dragged back by Feng Rao Yan.

A pair of eyes red, Feng Rao smoke bite teeth, voice: "I scratch, you move a little lighter."

She didn't expect that she would really agree. Fuliu's eyes were staring at her. She looked at fengqingyao, but she was not surprised. Seeing Fuliu looking at herself like this, fengqingyao gave a light smile. A person who even dares to kill her mother would naturally dare to kill herself.

"I'll try my best. I'll prepare some things first, and then I'll come to you to shave in the evening." Be frightened by the appearance of Feng Rao smoke anxious not light, help Liu so say, then pick away her hand and Feng Qing Yao left together.

Walking all the way to the east courtyard, passing a flower bed, Fu Liu shivered, "this second lady is so cruel to herself, princess, you should stay away from her in the future."

Smell speech, Feng Qing Yao light smile, patted her shoulder, way: "if afraid, at night when moving the knife can't shake, otherwise her face, completely destroyed."

Gently patting her shoulder, Feng Qingyao said in a flat voice, but let Fu Liu feel cool on his back. At night, he had to shave the carrion off Feng Rao Yan's face. Fu Liu is a person with medical ethics, so he had to prepare early.

The sedan chair stopped outside the Lewu temple. With the help of mother Jing, the Empress Dowager walked to the high platform.

On the top of the putuan in the temple, chanting Zen, wearing a gray cloth robe, kneels in front of the Buddha's golden statue and reads Buddhist scriptures.

She waved her hand to let mother Jing step down first. Then the Empress Dowager walked slowly inside. After he stopped, she said, "I'm sorry to come here uninvited. I hope the Zen master doesn't blame me."

Nianchan stopped his action, looked back at the empress dowager, and raised a kind smile at the corner of his mouth. "I didn't see the Empress Dowager for 20 years when I left. The Empress Dowager's demeanor is the same as that of that year."Hearing the words, the Empress Dowager's eyes were slightly dark, and there were only two of them on the main hall. A breeze came from the window, blowing up the cumbersome clothes. The Empress Dowager chuckled, "yes, I haven't seen him in 20 years. Zen master is more detached from the common customs."

They met when they were young. Nianchan was a young monk. The name of the Empress Dowager was Pang yu'er. She was a little girl growing up in the boudoir. She often went to Xiangguo Temple to pray with her father, who was still Taifu. She came and went, and became familiar with the young monk.

Later, one of them married into the east palace. Finally, his mother became the mother of the country and became an indescribable mother. He lived in seclusion in the mountains and became a hermit monk.

No one could have imagined that these two people would be acquaintances of the past.

With fingertips brushing the clothes, the Empress Dowager walked slowly towards the Buddha statue, knelt on the futon, put her hands together, and worshipped the Buddha devoutly. She didn't want much, but it was precious.

"There's one thing that has puzzled me for 20 years. Can Zen master help me?" The Empress Dowager's voice was low, with an unspeakable worry.

Nianchan slightly lowered his eyes, and lost one of the beads in his hand, waiting for her to follow.

Seeing that he was silent, the Empress Dowager continued: "twenty years ago, on the day of chen'er's birth, the world said that I accompanied the queen to Chenming temple to pray, but it was not like that. On that day, the queen and I were going to the place, Mingming was Taifu's house, but we met a killer on the way, and we were forced to escape into Chenming temple."