Another figure appeared outside the curtain and knelt beside Cui Niang. Cui Niang didn't say much, and Huan Jiong was even more silent. The look of his head hanging down at this time was a silent plea for death. Feng Ning disappeared slightly.
His eyes were focused and he asked calmly, "What are his abilities?"
Huan Jiong responded truthfully, colder than Cui Niang, "weird and shocking."
Weird and shocking? Just four words, Feng Ning can't help but feel a little worried. She knows the power of fantasy. There are only a handful of people who can make his heart palpitate. Thinking about that arrogant emperor, he is really young and promising.
, "Since I have never made it difficult for you, please don't mention this matter again in the future. Just go back to Danfeng Xuyuan."
"yes--."
With a slight sigh, Feng Ning raised her hand and opened the curtain. Her face was as calm as usual, and her calm expression seemed to be the first step before the storm. "Where is this?"
"Yunran Palace." She spoke calmly and continued to wait for her master's punishment.
Feng Ning put down the hand that held up the curtain and gently stroked the soft snow brocade quilt. A trace of ridicule flashed across her moon-like eyebrows, "What's ten today?"
"eighteen."
Has she slept for nearly three days? "How is she?"
Cui Niang knew who the master was asking about. The maid was disguised as the master and entered the palace. Because she had won the Tingxin Cup, she could successfully complete the task of entering the palace for the master, but she didn't expect...
, "Has been executed by Your Majesty." That man, in front of her, just blinked in the blink of an eye, and the maid's head disappeared and followed her master. He was the second person who made her heart palpitate and fearful.
Hearing this, he knew Cui Niang had seen him, "Prepare soup, I want to take a bath."
"yes--."
The hazy weather makes people feel depressing. Looking at it lazily and sideways, the contiguous vermilion palace walls look extremely dark. It would be better not to look at them, but now they look at them, which makes them even more depressing.
Climbing up to the top of the glazed eaves, looking at the huge Yunran Palace, there was not even a maid waiting for her at this time. The emperor was not particularly special to her, and she didn't bother to guess his intentions. Feng Ning lowered her eyes and looked down.
Cui Niang was standing in the courtyard. At this time, she looked like she was at Yuwei Mountain Mansion, respectful and aware of propriety.
Eight years ago, she was ordered by her master to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take her to Yuweishan Mansion. The master was a man of immortal character. He said that he had been insulated from the world and had a breath left, just waiting for her to appear.
This was the second year after living in Yuweishan Mansion, the old man Xuanying, that I accidentally learned from him what the Jianghu people called him. I still remember my first reaction at that time. It was very martial arts and mythical.
The years are like passing by, like fine sand flowing through the fingertips. Eight years have passed by in a blink of an eye. I sighed softly and raised my eyes to stare at the hazy sky. Why not take the memory of the previous life and disappear it forever? Maybe so
, you won’t go through this boring reincarnation again.
The green silk silk was slightly elegant, and the embroidered skirt was trailing gently to the ground. She stepped across the threshold and sat down at the table. Cuiniang filled the cup with tea and then stood quietly aside.
After a while, two maids in palace attire came in. When they saw Feng Ning, they bowed and said, "My maid Zhulan/Mei, my maid Ning Fei."
The elegant maid in front of her was so beautiful that Feng Ning did not call her out directly. Instead, after looking at her carefully, Fang rolled up her sleeves and said, "Get up."
"Concubine Xie Ning."
They all said in unison, as clear as pearls falling from a plate. It took so long for the palace maid to report to Yunran Palace. Either she left him in the cold, or he had other purposes. Moreover, the person he sent here must not be able to get in.