Zhang Lian'er lowered her head and kept stirring the crumpled red handkerchief with both hands. She didn't know what she was thinking about. From time to time, tears would quietly fall down and wet the smooth bluestone floor.
Chen Xi looked at her thoughtfully, inexplicably affected by her sadness.
I was confused: Why was she so resistant to entering the palace?
Don’t most girls dream of entering the palace to meet the emperor? But why did she react so at a loss when she heard that the Holy Emperor was being asked to make a ruling?
Is it possible that she doesn't even have the courage to meet the emperor of a country?
Just when Chen Xi was watching Zhang Lian'er deep in thought, a high-pitched voice came from outside the Taiyuan Hospital: "Your Majesty has arrived, Princess Lingyun has arrived!"
As soon as the voice fell, a pink figure rushed in from the outside crying, aiming straight at the inner room. The crying voice was very exaggerated: "Brother... wuwu... Brother, how are you doing?"
"Princess, you can't come in..."
As soon as she broke into the inner room, she was immediately blocked by an old imperial doctor.
Bai Lingyun held the old imperial doctor's hand and cried very rhythmically: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."Yiyi, how is my brother?"
"Your Majesty..." The old imperial doctor lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Bai Lingyun's aggressive eyes.
Bai Lingyun shouted: "It's useless, isn't it?"
Turning around, she looked around everyone angrily. When she saw two stunning girls standing in the center of the hall, she rushed over and grabbed Zhang Lian'er, who seemed to be easier to bully, with a ferocious face. She raised her hand and slapped Zhang Lian fiercely.
His face said: "Fox, how dare you harm my brother! I won't beat you to death!"
There was a snap, and Zhang Lian'er's face was violently red and swollen. She felt that this was not enough to vent her anger, so she raised her hand and wanted to shoot left and right again!
"stop!"
Chen Xi reached out and blocked Bai Lingyun's domineering palm in displeasure.
I don't understand, according to Zhang Lian'er's spiritual power, she could have avoided Bai Lingyun's slap just now, but she didn't even try to dodge, she just took the slap like that.
Why?
Chen Xi looked at Zhang Lian'er's red and swollen face with an unhappy expression.
"Damn it, let go!"
Bai Lingyun's wrist was pinched so hard by Chen Xi that her cold eyes glared viciously at her. When they fell on Chen Xi's big, familiar eyes, she was startled.
"Lingyun, don't mess around!"
Leng Wuyan walked slowly from the gate, and when his eyes fell on the smiling woman beside Bai Lingyun, his steps paused.
Complex emotions rushed up all at once.
Amidst everyone's kneeling and worshiping, he only saw Chen Xi's familiar eyes.
He strode towards Chen Xi and couldn't help but hug her into his arms.
However, a strong and powerful arm stretched out out of thin air and forcefully separated his chest.
Chen Xi took a step back and showed a dignified and virtuous smile to the flower protector Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang's eyes swept over her lightly, and finally fell on Leng Wuyan, whose face turned pale. He seemed to be mocking but not mocking: "The folk customs of your country are really special. The etiquette for meeting the Holy Emperor is refreshing!"
"Prince Gong..."
Leng Wuyan's hand paused in mid-air, and he was startled for a moment, watching Feng Qingyang embrace Chen Xi into his arms without concealing his possessiveness.
There was a little baby standing next to Feng Qingyang. Little Qiansi pouted her red lips and frowned at him: "Uncle, if anyone in our place wants to hug someone else's wife, he will be beaten!"
Leng Wuyan: "..."
With his eyes focused on Chen Xi, he didn't realize that there was a woman present who was tense because of his appearance. She lowered her head subconsciously, backed away little by little, and kept a distance from Leng Wuyan calmly.
"Cousin Emperor, it was these two vixens who harmed my brother. You have to make the decision for my brother!"
Bai Lingyun was dissatisfied with Leng Wuyan's focus on Chen Xi. She pushed her way in front of Chen Xi unruly, holding Leng Wuyan's arm and acting coquettishly.
There was a hint of impatience in Leng Wuyan's eyes. He pulled Bai Lingyun's hand from his left arm without leaving a trace, raised his eyes, looked around with sharp eyes, and paused when he passed Zhang Lian'er.
, with a heavy eyebrow, he asked in a cold voice: "What on earth is going on?"
"Cousin Emperor, the thing is that this old man robbed my brother's woman, and even teamed up with this bad woman to hurt my brother! Cousin, these people must be severely punished!"
"Lingyun, you are so sure of what you said, were you at the scene at the time?"
Leng Wuyan raised his eyebrows slightly, secretly blaming Bai Lingyun.
Bai Lingyun pouted in dissatisfaction, took two steps back, and glared angrily at the bride who had her head lowered.
Leng Wuyan's eyes swept across Zhang Lian'er's body, and turned to ask Chen Xi: "How come these people who have come all the way have anything to do with this matter? Xi'er, I want to hear what you have to say."
"Me?" Chen Xi blinked in surprise.
By the way, here she is neither a victim nor a harmer, and her status is not as good as that of King Annan and Feng Qingyang. He asked her without asking anyone. Isn't this intentional to make people think wildly?
She waved her hand and responded: "Your Majesty, Xi'er just happened to pass by the scene. If you want to know the whole story and deal with it fairly, I suggest you ask the bride who was robbed."
Her fingers made a smooth arc in mid-air, and finally landed on Zhang Lian'er, who was holding a black hair to show others. She had not missed the pain when a certain woman secretly looked up at Leng Wuyan's back.
She was the cause of this matter, and she had the most say in every aspect.
Leng Wuyan was the first to ask Chen Xi, just because he thought that Chen Xi was the one he loved most and the one he owed the most to, Mo Lianyue. But in fact, it was purely a coincidence that Chen Xi made him feel that way.
Chen Xi felt very helpless at such a coincidence.
Seeing that Leng Wuyan's eyes were fixed on her, she had no choice but to twitch her chin, indicating that it was time for him to shift his gaze.
At the same time, she leaned her head against Feng Qingyang's chest, silently comforting a certain uncle who was easily jealous.
Feng Qingyang lowered his eyes and glanced at her. Seeing that the woman was so sensible, the big palm on the woman's waist relaxed a little.
"Your Majesty..." King Annan took a step forward, and was about to bring out the Queen Mother to put pressure on Leng Wuyan, but Leng Wuyan raised his arm and beat back his words.
Leng Wuyan looked at Zhang Lian'er, who was looking down at no one, expressionless: "What's your name? Look up!"
"Zhang Lian'er, a civilian girl, has met the Holy Lord."
Zhang Lian'er bent her stiff waist to salute Leng Wuyan. The bride's bun moved but she did not raise her head.
Leng Wuyan frowned almost imperceptibly, thinking that Zhang Lian'er was too timid to look directly at him, so he didn't pursue the matter.
He said in a deep voice: "Tell me everything that happened."