This queen is not too curly

Chapter 60
Yan Yuan was silent for a while, stared at Ruan Zhu's earnest eyes and got off the carriage.

The sun was shining outside the carriage, and the warm wind mixed with the warm light gently brushed her cheeks.At the foot of Yuting Mountain, the royal chariots and horses are lined up, extending towards the outside of the mountain road,
Among the many carriages and horses, Yan Yuan found a special one: its doors and windows were nailed with thick wooden boards, with only a few gaps exposed. This carriage looked like a huge cage.

what is that?
Is something turned off?

Yan Yuan stopped and looked around curiously.

She wanted to take a closer look, but was stopped nervously by the eunuch: "Oh, Ma'am, be careful, there are murderers locked inside!"

Yan Yuan was stunned: "The murderer?"

The eunuch lowered his voice in her ear: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the assassination of His Majesty a few days ago? I heard that the one behind the door is the assassin of that day!"

The assassin from the day before yesterday?
Yan Yuan became more and more curious.

Those assassins from the day before yesterday were all killed by Chen Lingchen's personal guards. There was obviously not one left, so where did he dig them out?
Moreover, those assassins are obviously mediocre in martial arts, so why do they make such a big move and make a cage to imprison them?
Yan Yuan looked at the big cage, feeling itchy in her heart, and silently moved forward a few steps.

Suddenly, the cage shook hard, and at the same time, there was a loud drying sound in the cage: "Oh, oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

The voice was rough and loud, like the howling of an animal, and it sounded angry and bored.

Yan Yuan: "..."

The eunuch said: "Your Majesty, please stay far away, that man's head may have been beaten, and his mind is not normal."

It is indeed something abnormal.

Yan Yuanzhen remained silent on the spot.

She still had some doubts in her heart, but before she had time to verify, she saw a flash of greenish green flashing across the carriage in the distance.

That was Song Waner.

She just got off Chen Lingchen's carriage.

The sun is just right now, and the warm light shines on her water-green light gauze skirt, making her whole body look like a fluttering butterfly, so beautiful that it cannot be seen.

Well, refined.

Yan Yuan admired sincerely from the bottom of her heart.

Chen Lingchen's other places are strange, but the aesthetics are as good as ever.

Song Wan'er also sensed Yan Yuan's gaze. Her face was gloomy at first, but when she saw Yan Yuan again, her pupils instantly became cloudy.

She lowered her head and walked to Yan Yuan's side, and saluted Yan Yuan Yingying: "The concubine has seen the empress."

Yan Yuan smiled and said, "Excuse me."

Song Wan'er said softly, "Thank you, Ma'am."

As she got up, she looked at Yan Yuan calmly. After all, she had just had an enmity the night before, so she didn't know if the daughter of Marquis Yan had suspected her.

She and Yan Yuan are not on the same path. Although Yan Yuan is not favored, she is the legitimate daughter of Marquis of Dingbei. If Yan Yuan really has doubts and holds a grudge against her...he will fight hard in the future If it's a life-and-death situation, the only thing she can rely on is the emperor's favor.

But how much this favor is, she can't be sure.

Song Wan'er's mind fluttered and was upset.

But he had to put on a respectful and calm look on his face, observing Yan Yuan quietly.

She didn't return last night, and experienced another turmoil during the day, but she seemed to be in a very good mood, even her complexion was much better than yesterday, her eyelashes narrowed comfortably, like a contented cat .

There was not a trace of suspicion on her face.

Could it be... She didn't think too much?

Or is it because Yan Yuan thinks that she has already won the emperor's favor, so she doesn't need to care about gains and losses with her, an ant?

No matter what, Yan Yuan doesn't care about it now.

Song Wan'er secretly made up her mind, denying to the death that she was deliberately lured to the Houshan Hot Spring that night.After all, she really doesn't know anything, does she?
Song Wan'er said softly: "Your Majesty looks much better today, but..."

There was a smile on her lips, and she took the initiative to test: "Does the Houshan Hot Spring really have curative effects?"

This is an extremely dangerous temptation.

But she, Song Waner, was never a timid person.

She has been unable to sleep for two nights, just because she can't wait to know what happened in the back mountain that night, did she fail to break the emperor's secret, or...she got the emperor's mercy?
The hot spring water is warm and the autumn wind is intoxicating.

What's more, she has a pretty face.

Thinking of her refreshment at the moment, perhaps because she was favored, Song Wan'er's chest was crushed like a huge stone, and she couldn't breathe, but she still forced a smile on her face.

"Yes." Yan Yuan replied.

She stared at Song Wan'er's face and said leisurely:

"The hot spring does have curative effects, I haven't had time to thank Concubine Xu."

"Fortunately, the imperial concubine accompanied me on this trip, otherwise I would have missed it."

"Thanks to the concubine."

Yan Yuan waited all day, smiling at Song Wan'er.

Who wouldn't be eccentric?
Song Wan'er's face turned pale, and he said stiffly: "As long as the queen is happy, next time..."

Yan Yuan said coolly: "Next time, you don't have to bother Concubine Xu."

After all, next fall, she won't be around.

Song Wan'er naturally heard what Yan Yuan meant, and took a breath, the gloom on his face could no longer be concealed.She forced a smile and said goodbye to Yan Yuan, and walked slowly towards the carriage in the distance.

Yan Yuan stood on the spot and watched her, doubts gradually rising in her eyes.

Song Waner.

She had seen this man before.

That year, before she set out to return to the snow field, she climbed over the wall of her house to visit Chen Lingchen.

Back then, Song Wan'er was a cowardly and cowardly daughter of the county magistrate. She was not afraid of getting dirty, and made medicine for Chen Lingchen with her own hands. When she looked at Chen Lingchen's face, she was full of pity.

He was obviously a kind-hearted person, but he tried to trick her into sending her to death with sweet words the night before.

Can a person really change so much?
Or had she misunderstood her all along?

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is still waiting for you in the car."

Seeing Yan Yuan standing there, the eunuch urged her carefully.

Yan Yuan withdrew her gaze, breathed a sigh of relief, and narrowed her eyes again.

At this moment, the wind is breezy and the sun is too comfortable. Every inch of her bones is warmed by the sun. If possible, she really wants to stay here for a while.

Thinking like this, Yan Yuan's pace became even slower.

She dawdled and snailed forward.

Seeing her like this, the accompanying eunuch was so anxious that thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He only thought it was the empress who was hurt by the imperial concubine, after much deliberation, he opened his mouth to comfort Yan Yuan: "Your Majesty, don't worry about it, your imperial concubine... just wanted to ride with the Holy Majesty, but now that her wish has come to nothing, it is inevitable that she will be unhappy. "

It turned out that he was kicked out by the dog emperor.

Yan Yuan stared coldly at the carriage in the distance.

The eunuch smiled, "It's normal for a hundred flowers to bloom in the harem. Your empress is the middle palace, so don't worry about these trivial matters."

A hundred flowers bloom?

Yan Yuan raised her head curiously: "Isn't Concubine Xu dominating the sixth palace?"

The eunuch smiled: "But the empress is the head of the six palaces."

Yan Yuan: "..."

To say it is to say nothing, as expected of someone close to the emperor, this flattering morality is [-] steps higher than that of the company in charge of the Department of Internal Affairs.

Yan Yuan was amazed in her heart, and asked casually: "Then what kind of flowers does Your Majesty like?"

The eunuch said: "Your Majesty likes women who are gentle and pleasant, elegant and refined."

Yan Yuan suddenly realized.

No wonder he accepted Song Wan'er into the palace back then.

Wasn't Miss Xiancheng that year just a soft and white little white flower in the border town, as beautiful as she could be, and she admired it back then.

Yan Yuan said: "I like it too."

Eunuch: "..."

……

At the foot of Yuting Mountain, more than a dozen identical carriages lined up, and even the guards around did not fully know which one of the emperor's carriage was.

Yan Yuan followed the eunuch all the way forward.

Originally, Chen Lingshen would choose one of the dozen or so cars, but she didn't expect that the eunuch would lead her directly to the first carriage that opened the way in the convoy.

"My lady, please get in the car."

"..."

"Miss?"

"fine."

Yan Yuan said silently.

She was just shocked by Chen Lingshen's courage.

After all, the emperor's motorcade travels and sits in the first carriage. If there is a landslide or someone makes a cold shot... maybe everyone can pack up and prepare to change the dynasty.

Only Chen Ling could do such a slanted sword.

There were a hundred thousand complaints in Yan Yuan's heart, but her expression remained unchanged. She climbed into the carriage lightly and deftly, and the eunuch had already opened the curtain for her.

"My lady, please come in."

Yan Yuan walked into the carriage with her head down.

The curtain of the carriage fell slightly behind her, and the entire space of the carriage was darkened in an instant. She had just entered from the scorching sun, and she felt dizzy for a while, and couldn't see anything clearly.

Yan Yuan instinctively closed her eyes.

In the quiet carriage, there was only a faint scent surrounding her.

It wasn't the first time Yan Yuan had smelled this smell. When she was kidnapped in the city, and when she woke up after falling into the water in the Imperial Garden, this smell had lingered around her.

It is the fragrance of Luo Ziqiu.

The dog emperor still wants to kill her, right?

Yan Yuan suddenly became nervous, her whole body was on guard, she squinted her eyes to follow the faint light inside the carriage, ready to jump out of the carriage and escape at any time.

"sit down."

A lazy voice sounded.

Yan Yuan was startled.

Her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness inside the car, and finally she gradually saw the scene inside the car:
This carriage looks unattractive from the outside, but there is a lot of space inside. Its four walls seem to be made of iron plates, and it is dark. bright.

In the whole carriage, there was only a gap in the door curtain that she hadn't closed when she entered the door just now, which brought in a little light.

At this moment, Chen Ling was sitting in the deepest part of the carriage, looking at her lazily, holding a snow-white rabbit in his arms.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Ling said slowly, "Why, don't you want to?"

Of course not.

Yan Yuan replied paralyzed in her heart, hesitated for a while, and sat down in the corner near the curtain.

A little further away.

A little further.

Yan Yuan's body movements said so.

The corners of Chen Lingchen's mouth curled up slightly, and he didn't poke her, but said calmly: "There is an incense in the carriage, if the queen feels sleepy..."

He lowered his head to look at the rabbit in his arms, poked its ears lightly with his slender fingertips: "Don't blame Gu for poisoning."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Oh.

Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It was true that she was too nervous just now. After all, the first two times she smelled this smell, nothing good happened. Now that she smells it carefully, it seems that there is indeed a difference.

Compared with what she remembered, this fragrance was lighter and longer. After sitting for a short while, she felt that the restlessness in her body gradually subsided.

What did he just say?

Soothing incense?
Yan Yuan stole a glance at Chen Lingchen.

It has been some time since she met him again, and the number of times she met him was indeed very few. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that every time she met, she could smell this light smell around him.

Does he have some unspeakable secrets, does he need to use tranquilizing incense?
Yan Yuan's thoughts fluctuated, and she raised her head and glanced at him secretly.

At that time, Chen Ling's heavy eyelashes were drooping, and his black brocade almost melted into the darkness. Only his pale fingertips were slowly touching the rabbit's ears.

After a while, there is silence.

Yan Yuan: ...

Does he like rabbits that much?
I didn't see it.

Even though he was in the snowy field back then, he was so afraid that he threw it out.

I haven't seen you for a few years, have you changed your gender?

Probably because of the tranquilizing incense, the last bit of tension and anxiety on Yan Yuan's body disappeared, and she even became a little too relaxed.

She sat in the corner of the carriage, looked at Chen Lingchen fiercely, and let her lazy thoughts fly wild.

At the other end of the carriage, Chen Lingchen's hands finally froze.

He was silent for a while, and finally spoke:

"Don't read it."

Chen Ling's face was hidden in the shadows, blurred in the darkness.

But for some reason, Yan Yuan felt as if she could see his expression clearly. He frowned, and there was a faint dislike engraved on his indifferent face.

But after all, there is still a change, right?

Yan Yuan stared at Chen Ling thoughtfully.

After a night in the hot spring and the sacrifice at the imperial tomb, she could feel that the hostility around him had subsided, and he seemed to have no hostility towards her, like a wild beast with its claws closed and its eyes narrowed.

The calming scent in the carriage entered her nostrils. It was similar to the few times she had smelled it before, but it was also different. That little difference made her feel a little weird.

Yan Yuan couldn't tell what was strange, she just felt a little comfortable and a little dizzy.

She wanted to take a breath, but when she stood up, she found that her whole body was weak, and she stumbled back to her original position.

Yan Yuan:? ? ?
Is this really Anshenxiang?
I'm afraid it's not benzoin, right?
Yan Yuan didn't dare to move anymore, the more she moved, the more tranquilizing incense she inhaled, and if she accidentally passed out here, she didn't know how she died.

In the darkness, silence spread.

A sneer flashed in the corner of Chen Ling's eyes.

He didn't even raise his head, and only saw Yan Yuan's distressed appearance from the corner of his eye:

She was wearing heavy clothes, and with a thin body, she stayed motionless in the carriage, leaving only a pair of bright eyes.

Like an unreconciled mushroom.

A disgruntled mushroom.

"waste."

Chen Ling mocked with disdain.

Yan Yuan was not in the mood to complain.

She just felt a little hot and confused.

(End of this chapter)