Chapter 88

Leng Qingyan looked straight at Tang yuntu on the bed, dyed the fingertips of cardan, gently smoothed the wrinkles on his forehead, sighed, put the twisted veil on his forehead, opened a corner of the quilt and wiped his hands. Each action was careful for fear of hurting him.

The emperor took manager Li to Qingyan palace. Manager Li was about to shout, but he was stopped by the emperor. The emperor stared at him, motioned him not to follow up, asked where Lingzi imperial concubine was going, and went to the side hall.

The incense tripod carved in bronze in the center of the side hall is full of charcoal fire. The temperature in the hall is very comfortable, the dark floating incense is surging, the steam is rising, and the misty clouds and smoke are like a natural barrier. Although the door outside is not closed, you can't see the inside from the outside.

"Your Majesty..." the little eunuch guarding the side hall quickly knelt down and saluted. The emperor glared at him, motioned him not to make a sound and walked softly in.

Leng Qingyan stood up vigilantly when she heard a slight noise outside. She stretched out her hand to open the Pearl curtain. Her white fingers were suddenly held by someone. She was surprised and was about to resist. She was brought out directly. The Pearl curtain jingled and fell into the arms of a man covered with dragon Yanxiang.

"Love imperial concubine, your side hall is very elegant!" the emperor hugged Leng Qingyan and smiled.

"Your Majesty's wonderful praise is just a stove." Leng Qingyan was a little nervous and her voice was low. She was afraid to wake up the people inside and the emperor found them.

"If I remember correctly, this foot stove was sent by your eldest brother some time ago!" the emperor looked away from Leng Qingyan, did not move and let her go. His eyes fell on the foot stove five feet high in the center of the side hall and narrowed.

Is Leng Qingfeng showing off his wealth to me? Can't I even have a foot stove in my palace? I brought it from such a far place. The emperor was a little angry at the bottom of his eyes.

Leng Qingyan saw the emperor's displeasure, smiled and joked: "yes! It was his brother who asked Ren Bo to send it in. He was also confused. His concubine was your Majesty's imperial concubine. He was rich in food and clothing. He was not afraid of being laughed at when he sent this foot stove."

The emperor tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly. It was cold, cool and rich. It was so expensive to do it with a foot stove. This coral tripod alone was very valuable. Who would laugh at such a big hand.

"Your brother also loves you. This coral scaffold alone will be enough for ordinary people to spend ten years. When you have time, let your uncle come to the palace." the emperor said with a restrained smile.

"Brother is a merchant. It's hard to be elegant. Your majesty should not make fun of my concubine." Leng Qingyan said.

The emperor smiled, took a step forward, held her tightly in his arms, looked down at her and said, "I suddenly want to do something good because of such beautiful scenery."

Leng Qingyan's ears were red. She knew what the emperor wanted to do, and there was Tang yuntu lying inside. That kind of thing is heard, not to mention what I once loved!

Here! Here! Here!

When the emperor saw that she didn't speak, the corners of her mouth raised a cunning smile. The handsome face slowly approached her and fell a kiss on her cheek, "if the imperial concubine doesn't speak, I..."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid my concubine will be ill today. You might as well go to the Millennium sister." Leng Qingyan was surprised. He took two steps back and whispered while the Emperor didn't pay attention to breaking free from the shackles.

Drive me away again!

The emperor looked at Leng Qingyan's face with reluctance. The hand in the sleeve cage clenched a little. Jun's face sank, and the deep eyes surged. After a long silence, he said, "Princess Aifei wants to think well. If I go out today, I won't step in again."

He is the king of a country. He has always been the woman in the harem. She looks forward to him, but the woman in front of him drives him away several times. Countless women in the harem still worry about not having a confidant?

ha-ha!

Biting her teeth, Leng Qingyan looked at the emperor. She clearly knew that the man was angry. She knew that she should be soft. Yes, she should be soft!

But!

The emperor's temper has always been elusive. If he rejects him today, how should he face it in the future. This man is the king of a country. His majesty can't be challenged.

Leng Qingyan didn't know what to say and didn't dare to speak. Just as the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, the voice of doctor Qin sounded in his ear.

"The old minister sends greetings to the emperor. Long live the emperor!"

The emperor raised his eyes. Just about to get angry, he saw that it was the doctor Qin. He frowned, looked aside and said to the doctor Qin, "Aiqing, no gift."

Doctor Qin stood aside. He couldn't calm down the atmosphere just now. Your majesty has never been so angry. What did the imperial concubine do to make your majesty angry?

"What are you doing in the Qin court? Feel the pulse for the imperial concubine!" the emperor smiled, but his eyes were cold.

Doctor Qin's heart jumped with a big sweat on his forehead and his hands were full of sweat. He went to Leng Qingyan and said, "your imperial concubine, can I ask for your pulse?"

Leng Qingyan nodded and agreed. Sitting aside, doctor Qin carefully observed Leng Qingyan's face, took out a silk handkerchief from the medicine box and attached it to Leng Qingyan's white wrist. He looked at the emperor and put his hand on the pulse.

Doctor Qin frowned and sighed, and the emperor walked around like an ant on a hot pot. "How's it going? Is the imperial concubine all right?" he asked, staring nervously at doctor Qin.

don't worry! Nothing. I'm very healthy. Doctor Qin would like to say so, but judging from the situation just now, he knows that he can't say so. What should I say? Think about it. Doctor Qin came up with an idea.

Doctor Qin wiped his sweat, stood up, saluted the emperor and said, "report back to your majesty that your imperial concubine sweats at night..." as soon as he spoke, he changed his mouth under the cold Yan's warning eyes and continued: "his pulse is empty, his body has always been weak, I'm afraid he got a cold at night." then he quickly lowered his head.

The emperor looked at the doctor Qin with low eyes and said displeased, "don't talk nonsense. Hurry to write a prescription."

"Yes, I'll go now, I'll go now!" Qin Taiyi stepped back and closed the door of the side hall.

"The imperial concubine was ill, so she went to the inner hall to have a rest. I'll see the millennium." the emperor took a deep look at Leng Qingyan, stood up and had to go. Just two steps later, Leng Qingyan's voice said, "will your majesty come back?"

"It depends!"

The Emperor didn't turn around and left a word when he left the door of the side hall.

Millennium is the Jieyu similar to Princess Wu. She is a beauty from Suzhou. She is so beautiful that Leng Qingyan feels ashamed. The most important thing is that qianjieyu is still very young, her skin can be broken, her eyebrows and eyes are flexible, charming and charming. The whole thing is a fox spirit.

A "bang".

The sound of the door closing was dull, just like the cold mood at the moment. I couldn't tell what it was like. I looked at the red painted wooden door for a long time.

The emperor is gone!

She drove me away again!

To another woman!