The emperor stood at a distance of one meter away from her. Leng Qingyan lowered his eyes to cover up the mood at the bottom of his eyes, opened the corners of his mouth and slowly raised his eyes to the emperor and asked, "Your Majesty is so happy that Longzi is not with your huifei in Xiaoxiang hospital. What are you doing chasing your concubine?"
The emperor took a step forward, and something was brewing in his deep eyes. In a moment of silence, he raised his eyes and asked Leng Qingyan with a smile: "Princess Ai, you can't get through the door. Don't you want me to notice you? I caught up with you, Princess Ai, why did you say something ironic about me."
Leng Qingyan said with a mocking smile: "my concubine just passed by and left when she found that she had gone to the wrong place. Your majesty, you are too worried. My concubine didn't intend to salvage your family happiness."
"Leng Qingyan, do you have to speak to me in such a strange tone? You know me... He just experienced the pain of losing his son. He really didn't know how to say comforting words. At the moment, his patience has reached the limit, and the woman even satirized him.
"My concubine knows your Majesty's feelings for Princess Hui. I hereby congratulate your majesty that you have a lover in Princess Hui and get married." she said with a sneer. Leng Qingyan stared at clove and turned around and walked forward without looking back.
"My child has gone. My concubine Hui is crazy! Are you going to leave me, too?"
The roar of the emperor ripping the bottom shocked her heart, and Leng Qingyan's footsteps stopped. As a result, she already knew that huifei's child was instilled by her tonic, but huifei was crazy, but she could not predict.
Leng Qingyan still remembers the scene when she was led to Princess Wu for the first time by the emperor. At the beginning, her first image of Princess Hui was a noble, generous and indifferent beauty. Later, after the emperor and King Wu left, Princess Hui showed a ferocious face. She said something with a gun and a stick to herself. She laughed at herself and scolded herself, Finally, she showed off her position in the emperor's heart.
Huifei is crazy! Crazy, okay! Leng Qingyan's heart was comfortable for no reason. She didn't turn around. She didn't want to see the emperor. Because of the woman's heartache expression, she was not a saint and couldn't comfort him, so she stepped up and left him resolutely.
"Leng Qingyan!" the emperor shouted at Leng Qingyan's back. His tall body gradually fell down, his knees knelt on the snow, his scarlet eyes closed slowly, and a drop of tears crossed the corners of his mouth.
The wind and snow blatantly blew on the emperor's face. It was so cold that he clenched his fist and smashed it on the ground. One fist was harder than another. The snow-white blood instantly turned into a flirtatious red.
"Ah --" the emperor raised his head and gave a long roar.
An Huan stood behind the emperor, silently holding an umbrella for him. He silently looked at the emperor to vent. He didn't speak.
An Huan followed the emperor for many years. He knew that the emperor was about to collapse at the moment. He didn't know the feelings between the emperor and Princess Hui, but he knew that the Emperor didn't cry for Princess Hui. He was sad because of the indifference of the imperial concubine.
"Shasha" the emperor got up from the snow, stood firm, looked at anhuan who followed him and asked, "anhuan, do you think I am a loser?"
"Your Majesty did everything for a reason. The servant knew the pain in your Majesty's heart, but the imperial concubine didn't know the past of your majesty and imperial concubine Hui. Your majesty, you never told the imperial concubine how she would understand your pain!" an Huan said.
"Anhuan, do you think I should tell her?" asked the emperor.
"Your Majesty, if you have really put down the past, you should tell the imperial concubine."
The emperor was silent for a long time and stepped forward to catch up···
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Qingyan Palace
Leng Qingyan returned to the palace, held back about, sat at the table, poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, and tears fell down without warning.
Huifei!
ha-ha! ha-ha!
"Ha ha! Ha ha!" Leng Qingyan put down his tea cup, wiped his tears, stood up and walked to the bed.
Lift the bed curtain embroidered with hibiscus flowers···
Looking at the scene in front of me, I was stunned, frowned, lifted the quilt, glared at the man lying on the bed and bit my teeth.
Bai zhantang stretched his waist, opened his mouth and showed a strange smile. Looking at the cold face, he smiled and said, "I'm back!"
The bottom of the cold Yan's eyes was cold, "come down!"
Bai zhantang shook his feet and said, "xiaoqingyan, I'm not on you. Why did you call me down!"
"White exhibition hall!" Leng Qingyan roared.
"Is brother zhantang wrong?" Bai zhantang rolled out of bed, stood in front of a cold face, bent over her ear and said.
Leng Qingyan shuddered slightly, raised his eyes slowly, stared at him and said, "when will this palace become your sister?"
Bai zhantang smiled at the speech. "Does the imperial concubine want to draw a line with the grass people again?"
"Do I have anything to do with you?" Leng Qingyan sneered and asked sarcastically.
Leng Qingyan's words hurt Bai zhantang. She has nothing to do with him. She is not a good relationship!
"Xiaoqingyan..."
"Don't talk to the palace in such a disgusting tone. Now disappear from the palace immediately." the cold eyes glanced gently.
The white exhibition hall slowly raised a strange smile and said, "your imperial concubine, I'm offended by the grass people. Goodbye!"
Bai zhantang turned and walked out.
Leng Qingyan reached out and gently stroked the white cat in her arms. Tears burst down the bank and fell on the white cat. The white cat felt the sadness of its owner, stretched out its claws and gently scratched her wrist.
"Meow..."
Leng Qingyan looked at the white cat with low eyes and said, "Xiaobai, you know what? The heart of the palace is so painful, so painful, it's about to die."
Leng Qingyan stretched out his hand to cover his heart, and tears fell down recklessly.
"Meow ~" master, your sadness is felt by Xiaobai. The white cat gently licked the back of Leng Qingyan's hand and arched her hairy head in her arms. It is wordless comfort.
"Xiaobai, have you ever loved someone? Do you know how painful it is to love someone? The heart of our palace is so painful, so painful, even more painful than when my sister left." Leng Qingyan climbed onto the bed with the white cat in his arms, put the white cat inside, and talked to him when he lay outside.
"Meow ~" the white cat lay quietly inside, her pale blue eyes looked at Leng Qingyan softly, her little claws moved, wanted to lift them up and put them down, and her head arched in Leng Qingyan's arms.
"Why do I tell you this! How can you know how I feel when you're a cat!" Leng Qingyan sighed and gently stroked the white cat with more gentle eyes.
"Meow!" the white cat's body moved in the cold Yan's arms. His pale blue eyes were very bright. He wanted to say that I understand, I know, I understand. But the exit was just a soft cat cry.
The white cat lowered his head in some annoyance, and he regretted some.
"Xiaobai, do you know that when I was young, I had a secret love affair. At that time, I thought that person was the one I could rely on. However, when that person ruthlessly abandoned my palace, my heart hurt fiercely. After the pain, I held myself in my arms and cried wantonly on a rainy night. I told myself that I would never trust a man from now on Sweet talk... "