This queen is not too curly

Chapter 114 Is it fun?
Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes were close in front of him.

There was only a blank in Yan Yuan's mind.

She didn't understand why the matter had come to this point, and without thinking, she blurted out: "The concubine didn't mean that."

A malicious light flashed in Chen Ling's eyes, and a low voice came out of his throat: "What does the queen mean?"

Yan Yuan immediately concluded: "I..."

She wanted to tell him that the chaotic delusion that night was because she had drugged the candle.

She wanted to tell him that she was not a person who never changed, since everyone had different tastes, there was no need to force her.

She also wanted to tell him that that night was just a matter of touching lips, and it was not a big deal, since it was not sincere, it was not something to worry about.

Countless chaotic thoughts were entrenched in his mind.

Yan Yuan took a quick breath, and met Chen Lingchen's eyes in a mess.

It was a pair of eyes as silent as a cold pool.

Yan Yuan was startled.

In an instant, all the panic disappeared, leaving only a coolness that gradually spread and grew in the body.

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth and said, "Is it fun to tease my concubine like this?"

Chen Ling hooked his lips deeply: "Indeed."

His eyes are clear, obviously not the slightest charming, but with a touch of playfulness.

Yan Yuan said coldly: "But the concubine thinks it's not fun at all."

She finally determined that he did it on purpose.

Deliberately using this method to disturb her mind and retaliate against her arrogance just now.

He stood on the calm high ground, watching her lose her composure, maybe he still wanted to test her attitude towards what happened that night, but he obviously had other methods, but he chose the one that embarrassed her the most.

Suddenly, Yan Yuan, who was thinking freely, gave birth to a nameless evil fire in her body.

She pushed Chen Lingchen away, and stared at him: "Since I entered the palace, I have never wronged His Majesty in a single thing, but His Majesty never seems to really regard me as a fellow shipmate."

Chen Ling's eyes were dull.

He was noncommittal, and Yan Yuan took it as his acquiescence.

She was so angry that she wanted to laugh: "I don't know how Song Wan'er works for His Majesty. If His Majesty is really dissatisfied, you can change someone."

The playfulness in Chen Ling's eyes faded: "Do you think Gu replaced Song Wan'er with you?"

Yan Yuan asked back: "Isn't it?"

With the daughter of Marquis Dingbei replaced by the daughter of the county magistrate, it is of course more convenient to use.

So Song Wan'er went to the Buddha Bone Pagoda, and she entered the Qianzheng Hall.

This is the obvious thing.

Yan Yuan's thoughts were completely written on her face.

Chen Ling stared at her face deeply, his gaze gradually turned cold.

Yan Yuan found out, but there was also a suppressed flame in her chest.

At this moment, that little flame has turned into a prairie fire, and she just wants to vent: "If you can't believe it, just kill it, why use this method to humiliate."

Chen Ling sneered deeply: "Humiliation?"

Yan Yuan met his cold gaze: "Without that kind of friendship, but acting like that, isn't it an insult, what is it?"

A cold wave raged in Chen Ling's deep eyes.

Yan Yuan looked back frankly.

She knew she was dying.

But she really couldn't get rid of the bad breath in her chest.

She is not a delicate and affectionate character, but in the study room that night, she saw the last trace of Ning Bai in this world, and heard him tossing and turning in a daze begging Ning Bai not to leave. So kind of tactful.

After all, he was Chen Lingchen.

He is the last trace of Ning Bai's life in this world, and also the end of the first half of her life.

He is different from others after all.

And she was like a fool, because she felt regretful because of a small spiritual card that night, she really didn't push him away.

This is the origin of her anger.

"It's dawn, Your Majesty."

Yan Yuan stared at Chen Lingchen's eyes, and said word by word, "It's time to wake up from the nightmare."

After speaking, he walked out of the study on his own.

She knew that Chen Lingshen was looking at her, his eyes were cold and damp, like moss growing from the back of the sun.

The sun outside the house had already risen, and thousands of strands of gold fell on her body.

She was still in a daze, and stopped for a moment when she walked out of the door.It wasn't until the wet and cool wind passed through the hall that it curled up every part of her body, that she had a vague feeling of being alive after a catastrophe.

"Yan Yuan."

Behind him, Chen Ling's voice sounded slowly.

Yan Yuan stopped.

Chen Ling said in a low voice, "What happened next?"

It was this question again, and Yan Yuan didn't want to answer it at all.

This time, Chen Lingshen was only silent for a moment, and said softly, "What did the seriously injured spy who borrowed from the girl's house finally find out?"

Yan Yuan looked down at the hem of her skirt and remained silent.

At the moment, her hands and feet are vain, and her heart is like a huge stone, all thanks to him.

But the culprit in front of him was actually counting on her to fill in the hole.

"There is no later."

"There is no good doctor on the mountain, the spy's wound festers, and on the eve of the girl's delivery—"

She looked back into Chen Ling's deep eyes, and said indifferently:

"died."

"..."

……

Not long after Chen Lingchen left, Chen Niang came to the study with the boiled soup.

At that time, Yan Yuan was still sitting in the study in a daze.

She actually has some regrets.

In fact, Chen Lingchen has never changed. He has always had a sensitive, suspicious, vicious and cruel temperament... It was obvious that she was distracted by those intimate physical contacts, and she became angry at him from embarrassment.

In the final analysis, it was her upset venting.

And Chen Lingshen...

His dog is a bit of a dog.

But he is a very generous boss!
Yan Yuan looked down at the decoction in front of her and thought desperately, she and Chen Lingchen had a falling out today, will there be any other weeds delivered to her door in the future?Is the existing sky leak grass enough for her to take care of her life?If Chen Lingchen was really angry, wouldn't he want Tian Leicao back?

Is it still too late to go back and kowtow to admit your mistakes and hug the living Bodhisattva's thighs?
Yan Yuan felt so regretful that her intestines turned green.

The queen is afraid that she is going to do it.

What is more sad than the empress's end is that she finds that her errands have not been relieved by half.

She had just finished her breakfast, and the pattern documents of the Weaving Department were sent to Wangshu Palace in piles.Half of these documents were stamped with expedited stamps, and she could only review them one by one without sleep, and at the end of the approval, only gold and silver threads and pearl hairpins were left in her mind.

In the afternoon, the last document was finally reviewed.

Before Yan Yuan had time to catch up on sleep, she heard a hurried voice from a distance: "The empress—the empress—!"

There were messy footsteps in the corridor, and a moment later Ruan Zhu led a woman into Yan Yuan's study.

Yan Yuan stared intently for a long time before she recognized who the woman in front of her was.

She is the female officer in charge of pattern design in the Weaving Division, and her name seems to be Qiao Yu.

Every time Qiao Yu came to Wangshu Palace on weekdays, she would follow behind the head of the Weaving Department. Her makeup was exquisite but quiet and well-behaved. ten years old.

Yan Yuan looked at her intently and asked her, "What happened?"

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yu knelt down on the ground with a thud: "Go back to your mother, Lin took care of her, Lin took care of her...he died by hanging from the beam last night!"

The pen in Yan Yuan's hand froze: "What did you say?"

Qiao Yu kowtowed heavily towards the ground, and she was already crying when she spoke: "This morning, the cleaning palace servants found Zhang Zhang... She was hanging in the Eight Treasures Hall of the Weaving Department, and found that she was, no longer alive. ...People from the Department of Internal Affairs came to see it, and said, it was hanged..."

Qiao Yu said while crying, with a vague voice rolling in her throat.

It took Yan Yuan some energy to finally comprehend the ins and outs of her narrative.

The person who had the accident was Lin Jiniang, the head of the weaving department.

This Chief Lin has been in charge for a long time, and he has always been the real head of the Weaving Department. Now the preparations for the Queen Mother's birthday banquet are in full swing. The temple hanged itself.

The people from the Department of Internal Affairs arrived at the first time, and conducted a careful investigation of Bazhen Hall. There was no sign of struggle on Lin Zhangshi's body, and there was nothing unusual about Bazhen Hall, and a suicide note was found on her chest. It was deduced that she should have hanged herself, and then carried the body away.

"Keep Lin in charge, she won't commit suicide!"

"She sewed blue bird feathers with her servants last night. She also said that the feathers on the peacock's head are brighter than other places. She wants to buy some fresh blue flower bird feathers for decoration..."

"How could such a person commit suicide? There must be someone, someone..."

She kowtowed heavily to the ground, her eyes were red when she raised her head: "I beg your maidservant to be the master of Lin's affairs!"

Qiao Yu knelt on the ground and wept.

Yan Yuan looked at her for a long time before blinking.

……

"Your Majesty has rushed to the Weaving Department."

In the Qianzheng Hall, Luo Ziqiu held a flower pot and gently placed it on Chen Lingchen's window sill.

The flower pot is planted with spiritual herbs, a kind of flower and herb that can help sleep.

Recently, Chen Lingchen suddenly refused to use Anshenxiang. He really had no choice but to use this kind of thing that was better than nothing to suppress his emotions in a roundabout way.

But obviously, the effect doesn't seem to be very good.

Chen Lingshen's mood was still low, and after going to Wangshu Palace last night, it seemed to be even worse.

Difficult.

It was worse.

Luo Ziqiu sighed inwardly.

"However, the people from the Department of Internal Affairs have thoroughly investigated the Department of Weaving, and all those who should be interrogated have been interrogated. It may not be easy for the empress to come up with some new tricks."

Chen Lingchen did not respond.

His brows were full of gloom, and there was a layer of gloom and hostility around his body, and he didn't know whether this gloom was directed at Yan Yuan, at the court, or at himself.

But none of this matters.

No matter who the hostility is directed at.

Anyway, he must be the unlucky guy who died.

Luo Ziqiu walked slowly in front of Chen Lingchen, feeling even heavier than going to the grave.

He took a deep breath, took out a secret report from his bosom, bowed and held it up in front of Chen Lingshen: "Your Majesty, the people sent to the northwest... have been sent back to the Dingbei Hou Mansion and the Empress for investigation." result."

Chen Lingchen finally raised his head.

His fingertips reached out to the letter in Luo Ziqiu's hand, and he froze for a moment before he took it and slowly opened it.

His eyes fell on the paper, and his eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Luo Ziqiu's heart immediately fell to the bottom of the valley, falling through the eighteen levels of hell.

Sin ah.

I'm just an innocent doctor.

Luo Ziqiu wailed in his heart, his tone calm and desperate:

"Your Majesty's ingenious calculations, the deduction is true, the whereabouts of the empress these years have indeed been forged."

"Your Majesty had already run away from home four years ago. I heard that she fled to the north with the man she fell in love with."

"Many investigations by the soldiers of the Hou's Mansion failed. In order to avoid...cough, to spread it to the outside world, they claimed to be seriously ill."

"In the next four years, the whereabouts of the empress could not be traced, but the spies ventured deep into the Hou's mansion and found several correspondences. They deduced that the empress did not know when she was really ill, and she was recuperating in a hospital with... that man."

Luo Ziqiu glanced at Chen Lingchen without showing any trace.

There was no expression on Chen Ling's face, not even a blink of an eye.

Luo Ziqiu became ruthless and gave up:

"This person was only vaguely mentioned in the letter, and has yet to be investigated."

"At present, I only know his name..."

"It's called Ning Mo."

　As for who Ning Mo is, it appeared in Chapter 104. It wasn’t this name at the time, but I changed it temporarily. I suggest you can look back and find out who it is~
　　
　
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