Chapter 65

Shakird leaned in the corner, looking at the picture in his hands. The woman's face on the painting is delicate, but the cold and sharp light is beating in her eyes, which is really very cold. On the snow-white skin does not apply the slightest powder Dai, the eyebrow slightly frowns, the lip angle cocks up, is suffused with the cold color. She was standing outside the court, looking at the front with a cold face. Her white catkin was on her chin. A piece of white wrist with a jasper hanging Amethyst Bracelet was shining in the sun. The other hand was on the table in front of her, and her index finger was slightly bent. It seemed that she was thinking about something.

The room was full of pictures like this. Shakird closed his eyes. The first time he saw this picture, he ordered people to collect other pictures of the woman, either delicate or worried. However, there were only a few. However, the woman in the picture, no matter what the cover up, had a cold and heartless charm. Such a woman, it is - too special. Shakelv smiles, puts down the paper in his hand and shows a bloody smile on his lips. If Fengsu is really the third prince, he will not think about it. But now that the emperor has spoken, he will not be polite.

The eyes of the Falcon are bright and dim. Suddenly, he laughs out in a low voice, like the howl of the wild wolf in the north of the desert, which is even more terrifying in the silent night. The door was suddenly blown away by the wind, and even the palace gilt was wearing a long gown, with dark purple eye shadow on its eyes. It was dizzy and dyed along the corners of the eyes. The Danfeng eye was slender and picked up. The dark, deep and dark eye with no trace of impurity looked at sarkor coldly, and the pale and transparent palm was pinched on his neck, which seemed to be a slight beating of the pale blue blood vessels. His fingers were cold, and shakily shivered.

Yejingliang came in after him, holding a bag in his hand and looking at Shaquille with a sneer. He threw the bag directly to the ground, and the contents showed up immediately. Shakelv's pupils suddenly enlarged. He looked up at the man in front of him in disbelief. His skin was stiff and dry, and he said, "you, you..."

Inside the bag was a woman's head. Her face was beautiful and pure, but her eyes were bulging and her lips were wide. It seemed that she had endured unbearable torture. The bun was in a mess. There was a small opening in the top of the hair, which was still steaming. Such a scene is really frightening. What's more, this woman is the emperor's favorite concubine, the soft concubine.

Shakespear was stunned. He felt that the man must be crazy and dare to do such a wicked thing. Cool along the fingers a little bit up climbing, a little bit of him swallowed up: "Anyang king, you, what do you want to do in the end!"

Lian Gong Jin smiles with satisfaction. "Prince Mobei went to the Northern Qi Dynasty to make an alliance. Naturally, I want to give you a big gift." Even the temple brocade vision is deep, "click" a, the sand gram law only feel the right hand wrist a pain, the whole palm has already soft ground to hang down. Shackleberry's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, but his eyes suddenly began to play.

"It seems that Anyang Wang really cares about Miss Feng. He even sneaked into my post house in the middle of the night to threaten me. It's no wonder that Miss Feng has a special identity. If she can be attracted to her, she will naturally have a good relationship with general Feng. Is the abacus of Anyang King too loud? " Shackleberry's eyes became extremely dangerous. There was a hint of irony in the corner of his eyes, and he said provocatively, "besides, even if you don't mention the benefits of Miss Feng, she has a different taste. I'm really excited to see this. "

This tease general words, fall to connect the temple brocade ear, connect the temple brocade instant to tighten the palm, straight of he cannot breathe. "If the prince of Mobei really wants to taste the taste of the killing department in the dark night Pavilion, I won't care." Even palace brocade suddenly closed palm, turn round to face outside to walk out, voice is indifferent. Shakelv was stunned, and immediately looked up at the night Jingliang. He was cold and dumb, but he could not speak.

The night Jing Liang smiles, "do it yourself."

Lian Gong Jin watched Ye Jingliang come out and handed the letter in his hand to Ye Jingliang: "go and check it. Bring this person in a month."

Yejingliang took it and scanned two lines with drooping eyes. His face changed slightly. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder and said, "Gong Jin, why do you have to do this. That Feng Su is a heartless person. No matter how well you treat her, her heart will not be shaken The night Jing Liang's eyes twinkled, biting his teeth and continued, "if you go on like this, you are just stubborn. Dark night pavilion has developed for such a long time to reach its present scale. If you break the rules of the dark night Pavilion so wantonly for Fengsu's sake, where will the reputation of my dark night Pavilion be if it's spread out? "

"It's cold at night. It's not your turn to talk about my business." Even the temple brocade facial expression suddenly changes, a palm pats to his shoulder, full of the eyes is angry, "if let this seat hear you say such words again, you from go to dark valley to receive punishment."

Night Jing Liang can't believe to stare big eyes, then kneel down on one knee, stiff mouth: "I know."

Lian Gong Jin looked at him indifferently and left with his sleeve robe.

In the palace, the emperor sat on a high back chair, holding the note in his hand, and gritting his teeth, he said: "Lian Gong Jin." What the emperor said was like eating his meat raw.

The emperor arranged aunt Qin to enter the temple instead of Princess rou. There are people in the palace who are good at making human skin masks. There is a hidden grid under the soft sedan chair where Princess Rou sits. Aunt Qin hides there in advance. When she arrives at the temple, aunt Qin puts on a special human skin mask and then changes Princess Rou into a hidden grid. Just waiting to leave with the sedan chair the next day. As for Aunt Qin, she was just another old maid in waiting to attract Lian Gongjin's attention. Originally, concubine Rou had already left the temple. Unexpectedly, she met bandits at the foot of the mountain and happened to meet Anyang king, who was passing by, so she could be saved.Such a coincidence, the emperor said what is not willing to believe. Even the temple brocade dares to make this kind of thing blatantly, clear is don't put him in the eye. The emperor clapped his hand on the table: "that's unreasonable!"

Seeing this, Duke Lin sighed in silence, and then said, "emperor, you see, the envoy of Mobei has arrived. Can you see..."

"See you." The emperor closed his eyes, and his eyes were full of light. "Tomorrow I will meet them in person. In addition, Feng Su's secret decision is to fight against the thief. "

As soon as Duke Lin stopped, he wanted to persuade him again. The emperor closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. Lin Gong was silent for a moment, and then quickly retreated.

When the emperor's words reached the prison, the newly appointed Minister of Dali temple was stunned, and then hurriedly stepped towards the place where Fengsu was being held.

"Miss Feng, the emperor has orders." Zhang Ping, the newly appointed Minister of Dali temple, seems to be in his early thirties, and somehow he is favored by the emperor and sent here. Feng Su opens his eyes in a daze, and what he sees is his unhappy face.

Zhang Ping shakes his head and sighs with regret. Although he doesn't believe that such a delicate woman should have the courage to collude with the anti thief, Shan Feng's family is loyal. How can such a woman appear. However, his holy intention was unpredictable, and he could only listen to orders: "Feng Su took orders. Feng Su didn't want to be loyal and good. He colluded with the anti thief and intended to rebel. His crime should be punished and he was given death."

Feng Su raised her eyelids and suddenly began to laugh: "Mr. Zhang, I don't know if you have the imperial edict?" Royal people have always been so dirty. It's really shameless to accuse them of failure and order them to be executed. Feng Su's eyes are gradually cold, and the corners of her lips tell her to put on a strange smile. Her dark pupils are like the ancient well pool, staring at Zhang Ping straightly.

Zhang Ping's heart leaped, and he quickly lowered his head. Then he immediately reacted, looked at her and frowned, "Miss Feng, this is the imperial edict, and where did it come from?"

Feng Su's lips slowly opened a very dangerous smile: "Oh? Is that right? " When Zhang Ping was about to connect, Feng Su suddenly stood up, looked at Zhang Ping and said with a sneer, "Mr. Zhang, how dare you! It's really unforgivable that he dares to fabricate the holy oracle and plot against Zhongliang! "