Millennium's eyes were full of curiosity. She was very curious about how beautiful the women inside were. When her face was covered with a human skin mask, she was very curious about what extraordinary thing Princess Wu could make the leader of state Chen so unforgettable.

Leng Qingyan stood on the nine corridors, holding a purple and gold stove in her hand, wearing heavy palace clothes, curled up a white cat on her shoulders, wrapped her petite body in snow-white fur, and her cold eyes looked at the bustling yard over there. An Huan's words just floated into her ears.

The flying snow and the cold wind flew over her face and slowly fell at her feet. She gently raised the corners of her mouth and sneered. Didn't she have guessed the result long ago?

Emperor, you still took Princess Wu into the harem! Do you still like her so much?

Why did you come here? Why did you come?

Leng Qingyan smiled bitterly. Why did she pass through this yard just now! Why is it here?

Leng Qingyan smiled bitterly. Why did she pass through this yard just now! Why is it here?

"Empress..." Huilin looked at Leng Qingyan with some worry.

Leng Qingyan restrained her emotions, handed the red sandalwood stove in her hand to the clove behind her, and reached out to take down the lazy cat lying on her shoulder. Since Xiaobai was injured, it wouldn't run everywhere. Sometimes it would hide in the house and look at the snow outside. Occasionally, he would not come down on his shoulder.

The white cat curled up in her cold arms, stretched out a red apricot tongue, gently licked her hand, and left... On her white arm. Her furry little head leaned against her fragrant arm.

Leng Qingyan reached out and gently stroked its smooth hair. The loss in his eyes gradually turned into tenderness. He looked down at Xiaobai and said, "you little fellow, why are you so sticky today." he patted the little white cat's head and looked up at the crowded yard.

"The palace is tired, go back to the palace!" he took back his sight and resolutely turned and walked away. The stone in his heart hung in the air and couldn't get down, which was hard to say.

I was about to walk out of the door when suddenly there was a cry behind me.

"Imperial concubine sister!"

Leng Qingyan turned and saw a young girl looking up at her.

The eight treasures on the girl's head are emerald, and her head is pressed on her small head, which is out of tune. The water red palace dress is embroidered with the group embroidery pattern of colorful butterflies with double flying wings. Next to the group embroidery are countless exquisite black patterns. The golden edge and silver edge picture have a staggered feeling. Two strings of white pearl chains with good color are hung between the items to the waist track, and a black waist seal is filled with precious stones, Diancui Shenghui, a huge night pearl inlaid in the middle of the gem, dazzling.

The girl's face is in the shape of a goose egg. A pair of exquisite and unique eyes flicker and flicker. A small black mole at the tip of her small nose adds a bit of loveliness. The delicate Cherry Blossom small mouth powder is very lovable. The girl's smile is as pure as the white lotus in midsummer.

Leng Qing Yan was stunned for a moment, his low eyes recovered his indifference, looked at her and asked, "do you know this palace?"

Xiao Xinyang was stunned for a moment with her big eyes open. Her pink mouth moved gently, but she didn't know what to say. Her face was thin and her face was red.

As expected, the elder sister of the imperial concubine and the two hall sisters are just the same, indifferent, noble and not easy to get close.

Leng Qingyan took Xiao Xinyang's hand away from her wrist and ignored her. She was about to leave. As soon as her feet were raised, a very annoying soprano came behind.

"Imperial concubine, Xiaoxiang courtyard is here! Where are you going?"

Princess Duanxian's voice was deliberately raised. Everyone looked at the nine corridors. Leng Qingyan turned and stared at Xiao Xinyang, who was stunned in situ. Her cold eyes swept at the shouting Princess Duanxian, and her eyes slowly fell on the emperor who came out of the delivery room.

The emperor also raised his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were deeply tired and regretful, and there was only ridicule at the bottom of her eyes.

Just when everyone thought Leng Qingyan would come, she picked up the corners of her mouth and showed a charming smile. She turned and walked away without looking back.

The emperor's eyes gradually became angry from his previous remorse and chagrin, and he took a step and chased outside.

The imperial concubine in the courtyard had another thought. The Emperor just rewarded imperial concubine Hui, but left imperial concubine Hui to go outside. This clearly shows that imperial concubine Hui is obviously not as important as imperial concubine.

Princess Duanxian originally wanted to see Leng Qingyan make a fool of herself. Unexpectedly, Leng Qingyan left like this. This woman is different from all the women in the harem. She dares to be presumptuous in front of the emperor. She dares to throw face at the emperor in public, but the emperor has to comfort her.

The imperial concubine is a goblin!

Princess Duanxian suddenly regretted what she had persuaded the Empress Dowager. If she didn't go to pierce it at that time, there was still a cold face in the harem. Her hands in her sleeves clenched into fists bit by bit, and her long fingertips broke the skin and meat, so she slowly loosened her hands and stamped her feet.

The expression on the Queen's face was faint and could not see her emotion. The corner of her mouth gently hooked an arc. Her eyes followed the figure left by the emperor. She smiled bitterly in her heart. The emperor really liked the cold face.

Xi Muyun stood there calmly, neither happy nor sad. She didn't like the emperor. For her, it had nothing to do with who the emperor was good to.

Leng Qingyan walked out of the gate of Ci'an palace all the way. Standing at the red paint gate, his eyes fell on the three characters of Ci'an palace and aroused a bitter smile. Ci'an palace, what a beautiful and peaceful name, but the owner of Ci'an palace was so restless. First he took his own Xiyue, then sent Ziqin to the queen, and now he brought Princess Wu in, The Empress Dowager can toss too much.

"Lilac, why did you bring this palace here just now?" Leng Qingyan took back his eyes and recalled that lilac had just led himself here all the way in the morning, raised his eyes and glared at lilac.

"I just think the environment here is good. My mother forgives me. I really don't know that Princess Wu is going to have a baby!" clove quickly knelt down and apologized.

Leng Qingyan squinted at clove for a long time, sneered and said, "you really disappointed our palace. The relationship between our palace and your majesty has been so stalemate. You even led our palace to this place of right and wrong!"

Leng Qingyan's resentment was completely vented on clove. Ding Xiang was frightened by his indifferent tone, shrunk his neck, lowered his head, and said with tears in his eyes: "my mother forgives clove this time, and clove will never dare again!"

"The palace shouldn't believe you. You're really an unfamiliar white eyed wolf!" he glared at lilac, and Leng Qingyan stepped forward. After a few steps, the emperor's voice came behind him.

"Aifei, stay!" the emperor's voice floated through his ears with the biting cold wind. Leng Qingyan tightened his back and slowly turned to look.