Chapter 104

Leng Qingyan came out of the imperial study. The morning glow on her face had not retreated. Walking in the silent corridor, a biting wind caressed her cheeks. Her body was cold and her ears stood up, listening to the subtle footsteps getting closer and closer.

A shadow came out slowly from the corner. The old elder, whose shadow was pulled under the moonlight, had a familiar smile on his familiar Jun face. When he came near, his black and white eyes slowly raised and looked at the cold, Yan like a peach blossom in March, and his smile gradually converged.

"You're following me!" the cold voice cut through the silent night sky.

The night is terrible. In addition to the wind, there is only the sobbing sound of night owls. In the middle of winter, the voices of those night owls are particularly cold and lonely, as if they are telling the sad Acacia in the girl's heart.

Tang yuntu looked straight at her. Without answering, she asked, "are you just with the emperor?"

Leng Qingyan saw a hint of ridicule in Tang yuntu's eyes. She was stunned for a moment and said, "Lord Tang, when the whereabouts of the palace need to be reported to you!"

Tang yuntu lowered his eyes and flashed a touch of loss at the bottom of his eyes. When Leng Qingyan entered the imperial study, he was always on the roof, listening to the emperor's sweet words to her, and his love was dripping blood. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were as usual. He said, "where the imperial concubine goes naturally has nothing to do with the minister. It's also good to whom the imperial concubine goes..."

Leng Qingyan's eyes tightened. "I haven't seen you for many years. I don't think you've learned to eavesdrop. Oh! How about the happy voice between me and your majesty? It's better than your whistling voice?"

She, she even asked such shameless words! Tang yuntu said with a sneer, "the voice of the imperial concubine is good, but it's a little..." Tang yuntu took a few steps in front of her, leaned over and whispered two words "evil, heart" close to her ear

She was holding the emperor. Her eyes were like silk, pink peach blossoms, fragrant temples poured and ripples on the ground. It was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes. He just looked at it and had a reaction. He really wanted to hold her tightly in his arms. But he can't. He can only watch and watch the woman he loves having fun under other men.

He was ordered to steal the defense map of the Ministry of foreign affairs, so he could not reveal his whereabouts, let alone appear.

"You..." Leng Qingyan responded and stared at him. He was about to speak, and he suddenly kissed her.

The moonlight poured on his handsome face. The long curled eyelashes trembled slightly because of tension. His breath wrapped around the tip of her nose. She nervously grabbed his shoulder, pushed him away, raised her hand and gave him a slap.

"Pa"

The loud slap resounded through the sky.

Tang yuntu reached out his hand to touch the hot half of his cheek, squinted and looked at Leng Qingyan, "why! I can't meet you, or my technology is not as good as your majesty?"

Leng Qingyan grinned and said with a sneer, "Tang yuntu, remember that this palace is now your Majesty's woman! When you left, the heart of this palace was dead."

"If the imperial concubine and empress give up on her minister, why do you keep the jade flute that the minister gave you?"

Leng Qingyan avoided his aggressive eyes, looked down at his feet and said, "I see that the jade flute is still good, just stay and play."

Tang yuntu was an orphan who was adopted by the princess of Linguo's mother from urination. Yuxiao was a keepsake left by his biological mother. Over the years, he also went to find his biological mother, but the vast sea of people looking for a person was looking for a needle in the sea. Over the years, he didn't even get any information about his biological mother.

He was born a killer, a man whose life is like duckweed.

Yuxiao is a love object she gave her. Unexpectedly, she is just a plaything.

Tang yuntu stared at her, clenched his hand in his sleeve into a fist and smiled, "that's it. Have you had enough fun! If you have had enough, please return it to its owner!"

"... I forgot where to put it in the palace!" Leng Qingyan said.

Tang yuntu raised his lips and smiled. He reached out to take her into his arms and looked at her with low eyes. "Does the imperial concubine want to take the jade flute as her own? HMM!"

Leng Qingyan was a little nervous and avoided Tang yuntu's eyes. She really didn't want to return it, because that memory and the boy's words. The man in front of him is no longer the boy who blushed when he looked at her.

And she was no longer the little girl who would be embarrassed for a long time if he touched her.

Time has changed a lot. The beautiful love in those years has long been beyond recognition. Now I have no strength and don't want to love.

She just wanted to find out about her sister's entry into the cold palace as soon as possible and kill the man behind the scenes.

At the moment, they are too close. Although there is no excessive intimacy, each other's heartbeat is very chaotic.

Tang yuntu stares at the woman in his arms. Can't he love her anymore? no He still wants to love, even if it will be doomed.

"Let go of me!" she struggled as her mind returned.

Tang yuntu's eyes tightened, and his strength increased without any loosening. "I helped the imperial concubine last time. I don't know how the imperial concubine plans to thank you!"

Leng Qingyan stopped struggling and was stunned. It had been a long time since Tang yuntu mentioned it. She was afraid that she would forget it. After a moment of silence, she slowly raised her eyes and looked at Tang yuntu and said, "the palace has never asked you for help, but you want to help yourself." after that, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"Yes! I'm willing to help you!" Tang yuntu slowly released his hand and said to himself, with a bitter smile on his mouth.

He overheard the plot of Xi Muyun and Liu Xiang. He was nervous about her, afraid of her injury and being bullied, so he helped her, so he was severely punished by Xi Muyun.

The whip wound on his body still hurts very much. Sometimes it hurts so much that he can't sleep. He always tells himself that it's worth it, as long as Leng Qingyan is good.

"Leng Qingyan, I Tang yuntu won't help you from today. Never. Ha ha!" his red eyes looked at Leng Qingyan, and he looked up and laughed.

Leng Qingyan looked at him and suddenly moved. He stretched out his hand to touch him. Before his fingers touched a corner of him, his figure flashed into the dark like when he came.

Leng Qingyan stared at his outstretched hand, frowned and whispered, "originally, this palace didn't want you to help, but you volunteered." his hand was stiff and slowly took it back.

When the night wind swept in, her body closed her cloak tightly, her eyes fell on the dark night, lifted up the corners of her mouth and reluctantly smiled. She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

"I didn't ask you to help me!" Leng Qingyan said loudly in the direction of Tang yuntu's disappearance, and turned into the night.

Tang yuntu didn't leave. He hid in a dark corner and watched Leng Qingyan go farther and farther. A bitter smile came up at the corners of his mouth, and the hand in his sleeve relaxed slowly.

"Yes, I want to help you, because I want to love you again." he took back his eyes and sighed.

He loves her, even if she is a lady! In her heart, he is dispensable, as long as she is good and alive.

He believed that one day she would leave the flashy palace with him.

Qingyan, you will always be the simple and kind girl in my heart. You have never changed.