Chapter 14

See open the door is his thoughts of Qianyu, and then look at the open and close of the bright red cherry mouth, xuanming favorite is Qianyu this pungent character, although the heart was shocked by what he did, the body is not controlled to rush up, his mouth also said to make himself ashamed, "Qianyu, you gave me, I will treat you for a lifetime."

"Pa" of a slap, really hit xuanming's right face, even if the Xikang Dynasty, folk customs open, Qianyu is not a pinch of character, but also can't help such a mouth unstoppable, Qianyu suddenly eyes scarlet, want to stab xuanming, "you Dengtu langzi, see I don't report to the seventh Prince cut you shameless."

Dazzle a Leng, the bottom of my heart regret, this time caused a big misunderstanding, just the body uncontrollably to rush up again.

Qianfan also put on his clothes. Seeing this scene, he was scared to tears. On weekdays, xuanming is upright, wise and powerful. He follows the seventh Prince and never looks down on women. What's wrong today? Let's slow down and help Qianyu push xuanming.

When he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he suddenly snorted and dazzled that he fell to the ground.

It's hard for Leng Qianqiu not to wake up. He's wearing a crescent white tunic with long dark hair on his shoulders. His plain white hands clench his fists and cackle. His face is as black as the bottom of a pot. In a short time, dozens of people gathered in front of Lingmo Pavilion. Qianyu knelt on the ground, sobbing.

Leng Qianqiu, after all, was born in Tianjia. He was used to the means of the harem, so he knew that dazzling fame was the way of enchanting incense. The life person took a bucket of cold water and poured it on xuanming.

Waiting for xuanming to wake up, it's indisputable to pull down and hit 30 boards first.

The people who hit the board were all under xuanming's hands. In addition, you can see clearly that xuanming was the victim this time, so naturally he let the water go.

Even so, xuanming can't stand any more. After getting on the board, he is dragged back to Lingmo Pavilion by two people.

Leng Qianqiu is calm and sits on the chair, with Qianyu and Qianfan kneeling on the right side.

Xuanming Putong kneels on the ground. It's not a pity that he died. It's a pity that he lost the face of the Lord, and he's even more sorry for Qianyu.

"Before you die, you have something to say." Cold Qianqiu mouth, the temperature of the whole room has dropped down, instant ice. If you dare to do this kind of thing in Lingmo Pavilion of Chengqian hall, thirty boards are just an appetizer.

"I've offended the Lord... I've been rude to miss Qianyu... I'm not sorry to die. It's just that there's something strange about it. I have to make it clear to the Lord." Xuanming was not a smooth talker, but today he made a big mistake. His face turned red and he stammered.

But also the cause and effect of all said clearly, after that, head on the ground, dare not see Leng Qianqiu, more have no face to see Qianyu.

"The second lady of the prime minister's office ordered someone to call you? Do you know the maid Leng Qianqiu's eyes are dark and uncertain. On the first day when the little girl lived in Chengqian hall, something happened. She really underestimated her.

"I don't know. I'm not familiar with the female family members in the backyard, so I don't think much about it..." in the final analysis, I didn't think much about it. Xuanming had no confidence.

"Get up, you two." Leng Qianqiu thought in his heart and turned to his two servant girls, "Qianyu, now things have been asked clearly, I'll kill this evil animal with my staff. I'll give you an explanation."

These two servant girls are Leng Qianqiu's most trustworthy people besides showing off his fame. He feels sorry for not giving an explanation.

Qianyu doesn't dare to get up. Although she hates xuanming at the moment, she knows that xuanming is the most valued person of the seventh prince. If she is really executed like this, there will be a lack of handy people around him.

She was not cowardly, and she was determined to give priority to it. After listening to the original story, and all the people present were from Lingmo Pavilion, she naturally would not spread it. She had already stopped her tears, "my Lord, it's cheap for him to let him die."

"The biggest victim of this is you. What do you say to do?" Leng Qianqiu, who hates the iron, squints at xuanming and asks in a deep voice.

"Let him owe me a favor, and I can take it at any time in the future." Qianyu, who is 16 years old, is a famous ghost in Chengqian hall. Not only because she is a close friend of the Lord, but also because she is a strange spirit. She is not afraid of anything. If it happens to her, it is estimated that she will not die.

"That's cheap, you bastard." Leng Qianqiu turned around and took the medicine. She threw it to xuanming's hand, but the more she thought about it, the worse it was. "You go back to Huiyue Pavilion now." He wants to see. Who is it? What to do?

"Lord..." he just came out of the wolf's den, but he wanted to enter the tiger's mouth again. He cried plaintively with a pale face. However, he knew that the seventh Lord had always been so eloquent that he could never take back what he said.

"I'll see you there myself." After such a toss, the horizon has turned white, called people in the past, but did not return, this gourd in the end sell what medicine.

Afraid of frightening the snake, the people of Lingmo Pavilion quietly dispersed, as if nothing had happened.

Two people holding xuanming back to Huiyue Pavilion, Leng Qianqiu pillow face, pacing behind, forehead suddenly by a thing gently swing, then issued a weak bell sound.

Originally, she loved willows, so there were willows everywhere in Chengqian hall. The bell, which makes a sound, just falls down the branch of a strong weeping willow in front of the left. The rope it is pulling is brown green. The bell is a dead leaf posture, and it is light and compact. If it is not for the long-term practice of martial arts, it has excellent ear power and can't be found at all. Looking up along the bell, the lush branches show a little lotus color in the middle. If you look carefully, there is a person sleeping on the tree, who is it! The little man who is still sleeping has lost most of his head and Huasheng is crooked. His hands are on the back of his head. The other end of the little bell is tied to his right wrist. His whole body, only his legs, looks regular. He curls up neatly on a thick branch and supports the weight of his whole body. The second young lady of the prime minister's mansion sleeps in the tree in Chengqian hall. She looks at it coldly for a long time. After several twists and turns in her heart, she just goes back to Lingmo Pavilion. When they went back, Qianyu and Qianfan had already prepared morning bath supplies and breakfast tea. After bathing and changing clothes, just entering the Furong hall and preparing for breakfast, the servants in the prince's courtyard came to report in panic that something happened in the backyard, and asked the seventh prince to decide.