When xiao'e was very tangled in her heart, the little maid in waiting had left happily, and Leng Qingyan had gone far with the tray. When she returned to her mind, she saw Leng Qingyan enter the room. Xiao'e wanted to stop it, but she couldn't stop it.

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In the middle of winter, the smoke curling from the incense burner in the house wound around the column and slowly floated into the nose. The tripods of the four bronze heaters are placed in four corners of the room. This tripod looks familiar. Leng Qingyan stares at the four bronze tripods and his eyes are hot. Isn't that something in his Qingyan palace? How did you show up here?

Was Xiao Xinya's splendid palace renovated by Qingyan palace? Just now, I felt that there were many things I used to like in the house. The hibiscus flowers on the brocade stool were still embroidered by myself. Leng Qingyan looked elsewhere, and many of them still maintained the original appearance here.

Jinxiu palace is Qingyan palace!

Is this the biggest irony? Who would have thought that a year ago, the scenery here was infinite and the imperial concubine Leng, who monopolized the wealth and favor, now revisited her hometown as a humble little maid in waiting! ha-ha!

"What are you doing? Don't you come and serve tea to the owner!" the angry rebuke of sister she interrupted Leng Qingyan's thoughts. Leng Qingyan put his mind back and walked over step by step with his head down.

Leng Qingyan approached with the tray and was only one meter away from Xiao Chenxu. She didn't stare at her sister. She went to Leng Qingyan's face and took the plate of cakes from the tray and brought it to her.

"Master, I heard that you were coming. I ordered someone to make your favorite dessert. You see, it suits your appetite!" she put the cake on the table and begged with a dogleg smile on her face.

Xiao Chenxu looked down at the cloud cake on the plate, reached for a piece, tasted it and said, "it tastes good. You have a heart."

"It's good if the master likes it. I don't know what he wants to tell me when he comes to the capital this time?" Xiao Xinya asked with her hands twisted together.

"The Xiao family used to support Chen Yi. Now that he's back, you should know what to do next! Your sister likes Tang yuntu. Our master changed her for fear that she might delay things. I hope you won't let our master down." Xiao Chenxu took a bite of cloud cake and put it back.

Xiao Xinya twisted her hands, remained silent for a long time, looked up at Xiao Chenxu and asked, "master, why can't we support Tang yuntu? He..."

Before Xiao Xinya finished her words, Xiao Chenxu glanced at her, which left the cold ice cold. Leng Qingyan felt the cold when standing one meter away.

Leng Qingyan looks at Xiao Xinya with her head down. When did she begin to like Tang yuntu and dare to disobey the master for Tang yuntu.

"What are you thinking? Don't think our master doesn't know. If you can't work for the Xiao family, you imperial concubine will do it by someone else. Our master has something else to think about yourself!" Xiao Chenxu stood up and went outside.

Xiao Xinya lowered her head and twisted her hands together. She couldn't tell what she felt. She didn't lift her eyes until the footsteps went away. Her big eyes were full of sadness. It was obvious that she didn't want to do what Xiao Chenxu said.

"Empress, are you all right?" she Mei looked at Xiao Xinya with some worry and asked.

"Sister she, does the palace really want to do that?" Xiao Xinya's eyes were red and tears fell down when she spoke.

"Madam, if you don't do what the owner says, he will replace you," said she Mei.

"But... How can the palace do it, how can it do it!" Xiao Xinya stretched out her hand and hugged her sister crying. Leng Qingyan quietly stepped down while they didn't notice him and stood outside the door listening to the voice inside.

"Madam, the master's plan will not change. If you can't do it, let the slave do it for you!"

"How can this be, she Mei? You can't... you're killing a king! You'll die without a burial place. I... I can't let you take risks."

There was a long silence inside. The door was opened by her sister. She said to Leng Qingyan, "please invite your majesty and say that your mother is ill and wants to see him."

"Only!"

Leng Qingyan promised and went to the imperial study.

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Imperial study

Tang yuntu holds wolf hair in his hand and stares at the picture on the table. Who is this woman? Why is it so familiar but can't remember who it is? A month ago, he accidentally saw the painting and asked Luke and Xiangdu. They both said they didn't know each other. No one in the palace knew her. I really don't know where this woman came from.

I should know this woman! Otherwise, I wouldn't see her at the first sight. It's like being possessed.

"Your Majesty, Xiaoqing of Jinxiu palace wants to see you!" a eunuch came in to inform him.

"Let her in!" Tang yuntu raised his hand and said. He still likes the one in the rich brocade palace.

The little eunuch went out and told Leng Qingyan that the emperor had called, and Leng Qingyan slowly walked in.

When Chen Yi was in office, Leng Qingyan often came to the imperial study. She also came after Tang yuntu was in power. But why did she feel so strange when she walked in this time? The smell inside is completely different from before.

Leng Qingyan slowly walked to Tang yuntu one meter away, knelt down and saluted: "my maid, Xiaoqing of Jinxiu palace, please greet your majesty, your majesty is blessed!"

This sound!

Tang yuntu held Langhao's hand and squeezed it hard. The familiar voice seemed to be the voice of a dream. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the little maid kneeling in front of the imperial case, "raise your head."

Could it be the woman in the dream? Tang yuntu's eyes stared at Leng Qingyan. Leng Qingyan slowly raised his head. The light in Tang yuntu's eyes slowly dispersed when he saw her face.

The voice is very similar, but it is not the same person at all, not the person in the dream.

"What's the matter with the imperial concubine asking you to come here?" Tang yuntu looked at the picture at hand and sighed in his heart. How could such a beautiful woman have such a dream. I think it's just my dream.

"Tell your majesty that the imperial concubine is ill and she wants to see you!" Leng Qingyan's eyes have been staring at Tang yuntu. He seems to have lost a lot of weight. What is he looking at so attentively.

"You go back and tell the imperial concubine that Gu will come to see her later." Tang yuntu didn't raise his eyes. After saying that, he waved his hand and motioned Leng Qingyan to step back.

Leng Qingyan took a deep look at Tang yuntu. It's good that he is still alive, as long as he is still alive.

"Maidservant, leave!" Leng Qingyan saluted Tang yuntu and withdrew from the imperial study.

Tang yuntu's eyes have been staring at his painting. There is nothing wrong with this painting. This painting method is his own brush. What kind of woman is it! Why do you draw her, but no one knows her?

"Who the hell are you?"

The woman in the painting is as beautiful as fire in red. She is dancing. What she is dancing is an seductive dance step. When a man sees it, he will soften his bones. This dance is very familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it.

"Creak!" the door of the imperial study was pushed open, and Luke strode in.

Luke approached Tang yuntu and took out the portrait when he saw that he looked at it again. "Your Majesty is looking at the portrait again. Didn't the minister say it's a demon? If you look at it again, you'll be taken away by it."