Chapter 173

Leng Qianqiu has his own territory, and naturally there are more affairs. The ministers in the court have eyes, and naturally some people have taken the initiative to come.

In this way, although Leng Qianqiu is thinking about the chuqianmo in fengci hall, he can only deal with the affairs first and then come back.

Come back. It's time for dinner.

"Qiu Er, this is the eldest daughter of the military aircraft minister's family. She is called Yu Yan. Mo'er is bored in this hall, and the mourning family declares to accompany her. " Imperial concubine sees Leng Qianqiu to come back, introduction way.

Leng Qianqiu found that she was a little older than Chu Qianmo, and her appearance was pretty, which was in line with Chu Qianmo's standard for beautiful women.

Seeing that the imperial concubine was so kind to chuqianmo, he was afraid that she would be bored. He specially announced that someone would accompany her. He was very happy for chuqianmo.

The palace is not as good as Chengqian hall. It's impossible for him to go in and out at will. He knows that his princess is used to being wild, and he's afraid that she will be bored.

Now that someone was with him, he didn't have to go down the court any more, so he was anxious to go back.

Moreover, he did not know how long the imperial concubine was going to let him and chuqianmo live here, and it was hard to ask.

With last night's wonderful experience, he was looking forward to the emperor's grandmother to stay with them for a few more days. Perhaps, when they came out of fengci hall, the two of them had already become natural.

Thinking about this, he could not help but hook up the corner of his mouth, "thank you, grandmother Huang."

What Leng Qianqiu thanks is that the imperial concubine can think for the sake of chuqianmo, but in the ears of the imperial concubine, it's just changed.

After dinner, he accompanied the emperor's grandmother to talk about Huizi. Leng Qianqiu didn't see the shadow of the chuqianmo. He just thought that he didn't get a chance to sleep in today's fengci hall. He went back to rest early, so he made an excuse and went back to the house.

Sure enough, the girl was already lying on the couch, her long black hair cascading down.

Thinking that I could kiss Fangze last night, my old face turned red.

Afraid of waking up the girl who had fallen asleep, Leng Qianqiu lay down and held a touch of long hair. How could it feel different? He didn't have the throb of the past all over his body. He was waiting to look at her face when she suddenly buried her whole head in front of his chest and said, "Lord!"

Leng Qianqiu was surprised that Chu Qianmo didn't call himself the Lord, and his voice was totally wrong. Don't even think about it, Leng Qianqiu threw it to the ground with her arm and said, "who is that?"

He pushed the sword against the man's neck.

The man fell to the ground, accompanied by a room full of broken porcelain, a scream, "Lord, it's me."

In an instant, the whole fengci hall was illuminated.

Looking at Yu Yan whose hand was cut on the ground, the imperial concubine's face was very bad, "Qiu Er, presumptuous!"

The moment Chu Qian Mo pokes his head out from behind the imperial concubine, Leng Qianqiu's heart is filled with fury.

Just now, when he found out that the man was not Chu Qian Mo, there were countless possibilities in his brain. One of his biggest fears was what someone did to Chu Qian mo.

Leng Qianqiu can't take care of the imperial concubine, a pair of lacquer eyes only stare at Chu Qian Mo's face, "what did you arrange?"

This room is Chu Qian Mo and he lived in, there is a big living so come in, said Chu Qian Mo don't know, ghost just believe.

Chu Qian Mo did not expect that Leng Qianqiu would be such a reaction. He shook his head in a hurry, but he knew it again. After a while, he nodded again.

But it's true. It's not arranged by ourselves.

For the first time in his life, chuqianmo felt that it was difficult to do it. For a moment, his head was a paste, and his face was also muddled.

"Put down your sword, I'm sorry to ask you to marry Yuyan." The imperial concubine said in a deep voice, no doubt.

That Yuyan was only told that the seventh Prince agreed to accept her as a concubine, so she let the imperial concubine arrange her to sleep. Now seeing this situation, she can't bear to be seen by so many people, and her hands hurt badly.

Grasp the clothes on the body, kneel at the foot of the imperial concubine, pear with rain, sobbing.

"You agreed?" Leng Qianqiu only felt like a basin of cold water pouring down from the inside to the outside. He didn't look at the imperial concubine, but only looked at the chuqianmo.

I didn't say anything to her, and then I thought of last night's thief like kiss, and I stayed up all night excited. That sweet feeling lasted all day in my heart.

His reputation, willing to destroy in the hands of this girl film, was so wasted, she helplessly pushed him into other people's arms, let him how embarrassed.

Chu Qian Mo supported two heavy wet eyes and shook her head. She didn't agree, but then she nodded, and she didn't object.

"Mo'er knows the general situation and agrees to marry you." There is no fishy fish in the world. The imperial concubine is afraid that chuqianmo will not agree.

"Good," Leng Qianqiu took a look at the chuqianmo, which seemed to contain countless unknown contents. Finally, he said faintly, "marry tomorrow."

Since it's what she thought, even if she didn't see her face clearly.

"Good!" It's just a good color on the imperial concubine's face. It's really a joy for everyone. Leng Qianqiu went back to Chengqian hall in the night. Although the carriage was not close, they didn't say a word. This wedding is different from the last one. There are a lot of officials coming to celebrate it. Maybe because of the debt of the last time, Emperor Xikang rewarded a lot of silk, jade, calligraphy and paintings. For a moment, Chengqian hall was very busy. When the guests were gone, the sun had set, and the face of Leng Qianqiu was red with wine. Although Leng Qianqiu drank a lot, his mind was unusually clear. That Yuyan into the house is the side imperial concubine, lived in the backyard of listen to the heart Pavilion, today is he and that Yuyan big happy day, cold Qianqiu naturally want to stay in listen to the heart Pavilion. After entering the backyard, Leng Qianqiu's eyes drifted to the direction of Huiyue Pavilion. Although the time is still early, the Huiyue Pavilion is silent, even without a spark. It is in sharp contrast to the joy of Tingxin Pavilion. It seems that it doesn't care about itself at all. Heart a desolate, cold thousand years into the listening heart Pavilion. Yuyan was waiting in the room with a red cap on her head. Although there were some accidents last night, she saw Leng Qianqiu from a close distance. It was more exciting than ever. She was the right husband in her heart. Although the process is a little bumpy, the result is good. Hearing the door ring, her heart beat faster, and she quickly repeated in her mind what the nurse had told her to do this morning. If you think about it like this, your ears will turn red. Leng Qianqiu came in, lifted the cover of Yuyan, "I think the side imperial concubine is tired today."“ I'm not tired. It's the Lord who worked hard. " Such a close distance, the man's unique clear fragrance mixed with a touch of wine, full of YuYan's breath, she whispered.