Chapter 507

I haven't been out! He frowned and asked, "what about you!"

When the housekeeper heard that Nian pointed the spear at himself, he was flustered. He bowed his head and said, "the old slave has always been in the house, sir, but there is something to investigate." the housekeeper asked tentatively when he saw that Nian's face was not good.

"Nothing's wrong, you'd better step back!" I don't want to make a fuss about it for many years. After all, Leng Qingyan has to go to the palace. If such a thing is spread, Leng Qingyan can't go to the palace.

After leaving the housekeeper for many years, she went to Leng Qingyan's yard and walked into the door. Leng Qingyan had got up. She was wearing white Chinese clothes and was combing her hair with a comb! The beauty of the mirror is really beautiful. She has been obsessed with it for many years.

He stood there for a long time, then walked into the room, strode closer to Leng Qingyan, grabbed the comb in her hand and said, "why do you do this?"

"Lord Yu, I don't understand what you're talking about." Leng Qingyan said with a faint glance.

"I don't understand! Leng Qingyan, what do you want to do to destroy the relationship between me and Princess Huagu!" the voice of many years was cold, raised his hand and smashed the jade comb on the ground.

Leng Qingyan slowly raised his eyes and looked at him. He raised his chin and gently opened the corners of his mouth. Without answering, he asked, "Lord Yu, guess what I want?"

With a heavy complexion over the years, she suddenly pinched the cold face's jaw, and Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at her and said, "I guess you're impatient to live, don't you want to die!"

"Adult Yu, do you dare to kill me?" Leng Qingyan Si looked at me with her chin raised without fear.

Over the years, the hand holding her jaw tightened little by little, because the green tendons on the angry arm protruded one by one, and the anger in her eyes gradually became strong. Leng Qingyan always looked at him with that kind of eyes and his angry eyes, smiling without fear.

I don't know how long it took me to loosen the finger holding her jaw and sneered: "do you think Princess Huagu will leave me when you climb into my bed? I have many ways to make Huagu change his mind, hum! You stay here honestly and send you to the palace in two days!"

For many years, he suppressed his anger and glared at Leng Qingyan fiercely. He turned and went outside. Leng Qingyan hooked his mouth. For many years, do you think I just did such a thing? ha-ha!

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Two days later, Leng Qingyan entered the palace. The audition was not a problem at all. For more than years, even the self-examination was eliminated. The numerous competitions in the palace were only for the beautiful women who had no money and no way. Leng Qingyan was a rich man with a big background, so she soon came into the palace.

Leng Qingyan stood in the courtyard where the girls lived, looked up at the hot sun in the sky, reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his sight fell on the precious flowers and plants all over the yard.

In my mind, I recalled the picture of my first entry into the palace. At that time, my sister, the daughter of a merchant, took a lot of twists and turns to enter the palace. Leng Qingfeng stuffed money for those people at many checkpoints, but those greedy slaves didn't make much energy after receiving Leng Qingyan's money. Leng Qingya also started from the xiunv after entering the palace.

It snowed heavily on the day Leng Qingya entered the palace. Leng Qingyan entered the palace as her sister's personal servant girl and accompanied her sister to live in the beautiful girl.

Memories flood out.

The snow was falling wantonly, and the numerous snowflakes were flying wantonly in the sky. The snow foam fell on the little girl's young face. Her frozen red fingers were looking for something in the yard, and her frozen purple fingers were laboriously planing in the snow. I don't know how long the snow under her hand was dyed red.

The little girl looked down at her scarred fingers with tears in her eyes. She held the Pearl Earring tightly in her hand and slowly raised her eyes to the woman standing on the corridor in the distance. The woman was the steward aunt of the beautiful woman's office. Her appearance was general. She held a heating stove wrapped in blue cloth in her hand, and her high toes made people very uncomfortable.

The little girl hid her displeasure at the bottom of her heart, forced her smiling face away, ran quickly to the woman, handed her the Pearl Earrings and said, "aunt, your earrings Qing'er helped you find them!"

The woman looked down at Qing'er's red face and turned a blind eye. Her eyes turned to her purple fingers. There was a Pearl Earring lying quietly in her bloody palm. It was said that the Pearl Earring was actually just a small pearl smaller than a grain of rice. It was made of silver thread, without any pattern or ornament, This is an ordinary earring that can't be any more ordinary. Even servant girls in Leng mansion can't wear such earrings.

Qing'er (Leng Qingyan) despised her in her heart, but she still dared not show half a smile on her face, "aunt, I've found the earrings. When will you arrange for my sister?"

Aunt Hong is the aunt in charge of the xiunv's office. She is no more than ten years older than Qing'er. Her eyes are staring at her pearl earrings. At this time, the pearl earrings are polluted with blood. The flame in her eyes soars upward, and her hand slaps Qing'er's little hand.

"You little cheap hoof, polluted my precious earrings and wanted to climb up the Dragon bed. Bah! Hit me and teach her a lesson!" red Gu glared at Qing'er, slapped Qing'er's face, and red five finger marks stood on her young skin.

they hurt! The burning pain made the tears in Qing'er's eyes fall down again. She reached out and gently touched her beaten face. Just about to ask Honggu why she went back, she saw five or six rough envoys coming around. Those women came around with a ferocious smile on their faces and beat Qing'er.

Qing'er bit her red lips tightly and held her head in her hands. She was afraid that her sister would worry. She just cried. The pain on her body nearly made her faint. She bit her red lips hard to prevent herself from fainting, and her tears couldn't help falling.

On her back, arms and every place without being tortured, these rough make the woman's hands very heavy. Some twist the tender meat of her arm, scold her for kicking her, and spit on her. The woman named Honggu sits next to eating melon seeds, drinking tea and watching the play.

"Aunt, what did I do wrong? You want to hit me?" Qing'er shouted to Aunt Hong when she was beaten.

Hong Gu spits out the melon seed shell in her mouth, stands up with a narrow smile, walks to Qing'er, pulls the hair on Qing'er's head with one hand, forces Qing'er to look at her and says fiercely: "Do you really think my red lady will help you, the powerless waste lady? You don't pee and take care of your virtue. A merchant's daughter still wants to be loved by her majesty. Bah! The grass chicken also wants to become a Phoenix. If your young lady can be a concubine, I can be a queen!"

Qing'er is unwilling. Obviously, Leng Qingfeng gave these people a lot of money, but why don't these people make a living for their sister and humiliate their sister like this? Doesn't it say that money can make ghosts grind?