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The wind of late autumn was like a knife, gently sweeping over her impeccable face. The wind ruffled her cascading hair. A strand of black hair covered her eyes that were as deep as a cold pool.

She looked at the empress who sat on the throne, neither humble nor haughty. Leng Qingyan had already expected that the empress would summon her. How could the intelligent empress not know that all of this was an act of indifference! The reason why she promoted Leng Qingyan was to deal with the arrogant and despotic Lin Caixia. Now that Lin Caixiang had given up on her, she felt that she had her own Little Jiu Jiu in her heart. This seemingly simple woman was very shrewd!

The empress played with her delicate fingers as she sized up the newly changed woman, Imperial Consort Leng, with a pair of keen eyes. How good have you been these days!

Leng Qingyan could hear the other meaning behind the empress's words. She looked at the empress calmly and said, "My sister is doing very well. Thank you for your concern, sister." His tone was as calm as water, without the slightest bit of impoliteness.

I'm not doing very well! The empress suddenly laughed. My daughter, Ziwei, is about to be married off in the next few days. The smile on the empress's face vanished as she spoke.

Elder sister, this matter requires one to thank the Martial King. It was the Martial King who suggested this to the Emperor! The corner of Leng Qingyan's mouth curled up into a cold smile as she spoke in an indifferent tone. Back then, the reason he went to find the Martial King to persuade the Emperor was because he was afraid that the Empress would find trouble with him. "

The empress was rendered speechless by Leng Qingyan's words. He glared fiercely at Leng Qingyan. She had originally wanted to scold Leng Ning so much that she lost her spirit, but she had never expected Leng Ning to place all responsibility on the Martial King. The Martial King was the only person in the world who could compete with Liu Xiang. One could imagine that a Martial King was a powerful character. Let alone the Queen, even the Emperor had to give him three points.

Empress, the emperor is still waiting in the imperial study for me to play chess! If you have nothing else, chenqie will be leaving first. It's not good to keep the emperor waiting. Leng Qingyan smiled at the empress. She had purposely brought out the emperor to suppress the empress.

The empress looked displeased. She glared fiercely at her little sister. Hurry up and go! Don't let the emperor get anxious.

No matter how powerful the empress was, she wouldn't dare to go against the emperor, so she could only suppress her anger.

Leng Qingyan laughed deeply. The empress was only mediocre. He ignored the empress's angry gaze and walked towards the imperial study with light steps.

The Emperor of Ziwei's marriage still seemed to be hesitant, as she had to properly enlighten the Emperor. If this Violet Myrtle didn't marry, she wouldn't be able to live in peace. Of course, she was very clear in her heart that the Purple Wei was just a chess piece. The real mastermind was someone else. "Hmmph, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum!

The autumn wind raged in the flower gardens of the Yikun palace. The empress gritted her teeth as she glared at the departing figure of Leng Yanyan.

Damn it! Leng Qingyan, do you really think I can't do anything to you? Since I have a way to become you, I can similarly destroy you.

The Emperor's proud heart was deeply frustrated by the coldness of his countenance, which had remained cold to the Emperor for many days. The Amazing Beauty took the opportunity to curry favor with the Emperor. She would often make some small snacks and deliver them to the Emperor. Gradually, the Emperor noticed this concubine who had been neglected for a long time.

An Ziran, gentle personality, handsome appearance. The emperor stayed in her palace after a few days.

Zirong Palace

The beauty An on the emperor's lap, her white wrist lightly hooked onto the emperor's shoulder. He smiled as he fed a grape into his mouth!

The emperor opened his mouth and took her slender jade fingers, sucking on them. Only his beloved concubine understood me. I like it.

She had specifically come to visit Imperial Concubine Lin, who had been favored the most. Imperial Concubine Lin had told her that there were many things that the Emperor liked, and this was in exchange for knocking over Leng Jingyan. Hehe! Imperial Concubine Leng was so favored! Who in the palace didn't want to get rid of her!

It's getting late, I'll go back first. The emperor bent over and kissed the beauty on the cheek. He liked the understanding of the beauty, but his heart yearned for the gentleness of a cold face.

If only Leng Qingyan was so gentle!

Chenqie will send the Emperor back. An Ziran raised his eyes. She knew that the emperor was going to the Pure Yan Palace to see Leng Yanyan again. The reason he stayed at the palace that day was to find someone to comfort her. In the heart of the emperor, the cold face is unique. Still, she tried to keep a smile on her face.

Deep into the night, your beloved concubine should rest early! The emperor lightly rejected the beauty. He was well aware of the feelings the beautiful lady had for him. It was a pity that his heart was so small. Qing`er used to live in his house, but now she was already filled to the brim with Leng Yanyan.

An Ziran clenched her hands into fists under her sleeves, her nails digging deep into her flesh. She tried her best to maintain a smile until the emperor's palanquin disappeared from her sight.

The purple gold cup fell to the ground and the purple grapes rolled down one by one. She wasn't going to let go of him even if he fell.

Damn it! Your days will not last long. Damn it! Even if he did his best to curry favor with the emperor, he wouldn't be able to make him stay here.

Boom! * When the heavy object landed on her body, it was obvious that An Mei was extremely popular! Hehe! o o v v < o > < o >