This queen is not too curly

Chapter 137

Yan Yuan walked into the tent slowly.

At that time, Princess Yuerong had finished bathing and was sitting in front of the vanity mirror with her back facing her.

She was wearing a complicated and delicate dress, her black hair fell like a waterfall, and she was holding a finely carved ebony comb with her soft fingertips, and she was gently combing the three thousand black hairs.

Yan Yuan stood behind her.

"You came."

Princess Yuerong has obviously recovered from the fright, her voice was lazily: "You saved me in the forest, I will invite you to drink tea to repay you, how about it?"

Yan Yuan was stunned.

They are obviously not such a familiar relationship.

Her familiar tone was strange.

Princess Yuerong turned her head, looked at Yan Yuan, and asked again: "Would you like to drink the Yan Guo scented tea brought from thousands of miles away?"

Yan Yuan met her face, and suddenly forgot the reason why she rushed into this tent.

that face...

It's so much like her.

Five or six points is not enough to give an overview. She is almost eighty-eight like her. The reason why she didn't attract too much attention before may be because she deliberately covered the features of her face with makeup.

Now that she hasn't applied makeup, Yan Yuan suddenly feels that she is the mirror.

Yan Yuan was too shocked to speak: "You..."

Princess Yuerong didn't seem surprised, she walked around Yan Yuan, took the teapot from the table, poured her a cup of tea, then raised her head and asked Yan Yuan: "Do you Yan people like to drink tea standing up? "

Did she already know?
Yan Yuan sat across from her, her mind was still in chaos.

Princess Yuerong pushed a cup of tea to her: "Have a taste?"

The teacup was steaming hot, and a few small purple flowers were billowing.

Yan Yuan didn't think much, raised her teacup and took a sip.

Princess Yuerong stared at her and said, "How?"

Yan Yuan said honestly, "It's a bit strange."

Obviously the tea is hot and the mouth is hot, but for some reason it feels cool when swallowed.

The taste was very magical, and she took a few more sips out of curiosity.

Princess Yuerong asked her softly: "Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

Yan Yuan asked, "Is it poisonous?"

Princess Yuerong said: "A little bit."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Princess Yuerong squinted her eyes and smiled: "How about a cup of poisoned tea, one question?"

She smiled slyly, her eyes rolled, her plain face was full of indescribable charm, completely different from the sassy and bright look before.

So this is the real her.

Yan Yuan secretly thought.

She raised her teacup and drank it down, and asked her directly: "Is there a person named Ji Fei among the princess's guards?"

Even with Bo Ying, everyone's little arrows are slightly different.

The arrow in the tiger's eye was clearly Ji Fei's.

Princess Yuerong said lightly: "Madam, my teapot is not big, and I don't have a few cups of tea to pour in. Is there anything else you want to ask, Madam?"

Yan Yuan said: "No."

Princess Yuerong raised her hand, lifted the teapot on the table with her slender fingertips, and dumped all the tea in it on the ground: "Now that the tea is gone, the empress only has one chance to ask a question."

Yan Yuan asked, "Where is Ji Fei now?"

Princess Yuerong said softly, "If I were your empress, I would ask other questions."

"For example, do I have a blue city treasure map?"

"For example, what is the purpose of my trip?"

"For example, will I marry your husband..."

"Another example..."

Princess Yuerong stared into Yan Yuan's eyes, and said word by word: "Why are we so similar in appearance?"

Yan Yuan remained indifferent: "I just want to know about Ji Fei."

Princess Yuerong was silent.

Her delicate face was gradually covered with frost.

She stared at Yan Yuan with eyes as sharp as a thin blade: "Is it because that person means a lot to you?"

Yan Yuan said: "Because of other issues, what you say doesn't count."

Ji Fei's life and death are of great significance, but not all because of him.

Yuerong is a concubine princess, representing the will of the empress of Jin.Did she bring the treasure map, what is the purpose of this trip, and whether she will get married, all of these will be revealed before she returns, and she doesn't have to gamble with a messenger.

As for why they look similar...

She will check it herself.

Obviously, her answer pleased Princess Yuerong.

Princess Yuerong was stunned, the sharpness in her eyes faded, she smiled again, and said softly in the silence: "I picked him up three years ago."

Yan Yuan's breath stopped and her heart beat wildly.

Is it really Ji Fei? !
Princess Yuerong seemed to be caught in memories, and there was a gentle light in her moist eyes.

"That year I wanted to make a mink jacket for my aunt, and I took people into the mountains to hunt, and I found him under the cliff at the junction of the two countries. At that time, he was only half alive, and the clothes he was wearing were not mine. The style of the state of Jin."

"I didn't want to save him at first, but he was really good-looking, so I thought it would be okay to take him back and lock him up."

"And then he woke up."

"When he first woke up, he found himself in the prime minister's mansion of the state of Jin. He wanted to escape more than once. If he failed to escape, he wanted to kill himself. But when he saw me, he stopped running."

Princess Yuerong's eyes fell on Yan Yuan's face, covering her tenderly: "Guess why?"

Yan Yuan didn't want to guess at all.

She asked anxiously, "Where is Ji Fei?"

"This is the second question." Princess Yuerong said lightly, "I've already finished the tea, Madam, please help yourself."

This is to chase away guests.

Yan Yuan tightly clenched her fists, thinking in her heart whether she could directly hold her hostage and extract a confession...

But that's always just a hypothesis.

Yan Yuan was silent for a while, then turned and walked out.

When approaching the door of the tent, Princess Yuerong's voice came from behind: "Your Majesty cares about Ji Fei?"

Yan Yuan stopped in her tracks: "Yes."

Princess Yuerong said softly, "How much do you care?"

She is like a hunter, teasing the prey wantonly by holding the bait in her hand.

Yan Yuan forcibly suppressed the anger in her chest and continued to walk outside.

Princess Yuerong said from behind her: "Your Majesty is now the empress, so concerned about another man, isn't it just like the old saying in your country of Yan, eating what's in the bowl and remembering what's in the pot?"

Yan Yuan was silent for a while, then turned her head and said coldly: "So the princess backtracked because she couldn't find the bowl with her chopsticks?"

Princess Yuerong's complexion changed, and she became angry from embarrassment: "You!"

Yan Yuan walked out of the tent without hesitation.

……

In any case, Ji Fei is still alive.

This is already the best news.

The turmoil in Yan Yuan's heart could not be calmed down no matter what, she really wanted to find someone to fight, and even wanted to go to Chen Lingchen to find fault with her and calm down.

But when she walked out of the tent, she only saw Qiu Yu.

Qiu Yu lost four fingers.

Hitting him has no martial arts.

"Your Majesty!" Qiu met Yan Yuan and said, "The Holy One just sent someone to invite Your Majesty, saying that they have something to discuss."

"what's up?"

"It seems to be about Princess Yuerong."

"Princess Yuerong?"

"Yes, the Holy Majesty said that this matter is closely related to your empress, and it is inseparable from the fate of the two countries, so please be sure to be there."

"..."

The agitation receded in an instant.

Qiu Yu led the way, and Yan Yuan followed behind him. There was an illusion all the way, as if there was a swamp in front of her, and every step she took forward was walking into the depths of the swamp.

There is only one thing about Princess Yuerong who must be present again.

——and pro.

Yan Yuan lowered her head all the way, thinking while walking.

If Chen Ling opened her mouth, what should she say?What can she say?
It's just such a hypothesis, and there is an indescribable feeling in the chest.

Like irritability.

But it's more quiet than restless.

Like the tide slowly overflowing the body, slowly suffocating.

Arriving at the destination in such a daze, Yan Yuan hesitated outside the tent for a while before making up her mind to go in. Before she could see anything clearly, she suddenly kicked a wooden box under her feet.

Yan Yuan: ...?
The scene inside the camp was beyond Yan Yuan's expectation.

There are messy things inside, which look like daily necessities, and some clothes that look like women.There were dozens of people kneeling around those messy objects, and they were looking up at Yan Yuan at the moment, and they shouted in unison: "I see the empress—!"

The room was in chaos, except for Chu Lingchen.

Yan Yuan stood there blankly.

Qiu Yu stood behind Yan Yuan and replied:

"Your Majesty suspected that tigers appeared in the hunting grounds, so he asked Princess Yuerong's permission to check the belongings in her carriage, and found something strange in it."

"All the clothes of the princess seem to have been smoked and roasted with special spices. This kind of spice is very weak to humans, but very strong to beasts. It is often seen in the beast troupes in the Western Regions to train fierce beasts. Hearing this, he was very excited, so the tiger chased Princess Yuerong in the forest."

"Your Majesty said that this matter was the first cause of your empress' injury. Your majesty may want to investigate in person."

Qiu Yu explained the cause and effect in detail.

Yan Yuan looked at the mess in the tent and said nothing.

Qiu Yu: "... Your Majesty?"

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan sighed, turned around and took a handkerchief from her suitcase and smelled it.

Sure enough, there was a vague fragrance.

The fragrance is very light and hardly noticeable.

After Princess Yuerong entered the imperial capital, she didn't stay outside, and she didn't even stay outside, so the fuming of these clothes could only happen in two places.

Either in the station along the way.

Either in the palace.

There is a time limit for any spices to be kept on clothes. Princess Yuerong has been in the palace for five or six days, and the winter hunting is also a temporary idea. It seems a little unreasonable to say that it was contaminated outside the palace.

But if it is in the palace...

Who would want Princess Yuerong to die?

If the mystery is difficult to solve, it should not startle the snake.

Yan Yuan dismissed everyone in the camp, ordering them to act as if nothing happened, and only need to secretly protect Princess Yuerong's safety.

The crowd filed out.

Only Qiu Yu was left sitting outside the tent.

When Yan Yuan came to his side, he was fiddling with the crossbow in his hand, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Hearing the sound, Qiu Yu raised his head: "Your Majesty, have you checked?"

Yan Yuan said silently: "So this is what you said about the diplomatic relations between Princess Yuerong and the two countries, and this palace needs to be present in person?"

Qiu Yu nodded: "Yes."

Yan Yuan: "..."

She seemed to be able to understand why she ended up being a janitor in the Qianzheng Palace despite her extraordinary skills.

Qiu Yu: "... Your Majesty?"

Yan Yuan endured it, and sighed: "Next time when you pass on a message, don't generalize yourself, say something misleading."

Doubt flashed across Qiu Yu's eyes, and a little sweat glistened on the tip of his nose.

Looking at his upright and open face, Yan Yuan was speechless, and there was something she didn't want to face... she was relieved.

She thought for a while and said, "Give me your crossbow."

Qiu Yu's expression was a little troubled.

Yan Yuan had no choice but to explain: "It's not taking it away, I just want to check the fault when I have time."

Qiu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and handed in the crossbow meekly.

There are many parts of the crossbow. After thinking about it, Yan Yuan decided to take it back to her camp and disassemble it. But before she took a few steps, she heard a calm voice behind her:

"So just now, what did the Queen misunderstand?"

"..."

Yan Yuan turned her head and met Chen Ling with a teasing smile in her eyes.

The dog obviously didn't just get there.

He heard it, guessed it, and was taunting her.

Yan Yuan only felt a rush of heat rushing to her head, and when she saw him, she thought of many unpleasant things, and she became angry with many embarrassments that she didn't want to admit, so she chose to ignore him and walked straight to her tent.

Chen Lingchen followed behind her unhurriedly.

Yan Yuan returned to the tent and turned to face Chen Lingchen: "Your Majesty, this concubine is injured and needs to rest."

Chen Lingchen gave a soft "hmm".

Yan Yuan suppressed her anger and said, "Princess Yuerong has excellent tea. Your Majesty might as well try it when you have time."

This time, Chen Lingchen didn't say "hmm", he walked up to Yan Yuan, took Yan Yuan's hand, and used his fingers to readjust the gauze on her fingertips.

Yan Yuan was startled for a while, and later realized that the gauze wrapped around her fingertips had unknowingly unraveled.

Chen Lingchen always seemed to be able to find the wounds on her body.

At this moment, he lowered his head in front of her, revealing his docile forehead, and his light breath fell on her fingertips, arousing a subtle sensation in her body.

Yan Yuan pulled her hand back: "Your Majesty, the concubine is tired..."

She wanted to let him go, but before she finished speaking, she swallowed it back into her throat.

Because Chen Lingchen breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and lightly rested his forehead on her shoulder.

Yan Yuan's body froze immediately.

"Yan Yuan."

He called her name softly, but there was no more words.

It seemed that he just wanted to call her name again.

After a long time, a deep whisper sounded in her ears:

"Yan Yuan, I'm lonely."

(End of this chapter)