The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

She gave Zhiqin a wink, and continued: "The empress was proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting back then, and she was a world-renowned talented woman. How dare I show my shame in front of the empress with my abilities. What the father-in-law said is embarrassing." me."

Seeing Lin Qingran's wink, Zhiqin stepped forward cleverly, and said: "The working father-in-law ran this trip all morning. It's freezing cold, so I'm really sorry. This is my lady's kindness. Please treat the father-in-law to a cup of hot tea." , to get rid of the cold."

The waiter didn't delay, he took it with a smile, weighed it indiscriminately, and there was some meaning in his words.

"Second Miss was in the limelight last night, but she suffered a lot for our Princess Lanxi. I don't know what she ate, and she was poisoned. If it wasn't for King Yun's superb medical skills, alas..."

Lin Qingran's eyelids twitched. The servant's words revealed a lot of news: first, Princess Lanxi was poisoned; second, the queen summoned her to enter the palace, not to admire her skills, presumably there is no mother in the world When her daughter was poisoned, she was thinking of pursuing something elegant; third, and the most important news, this entry into the palace should be related to Princess Lanxi's poisoning.

It is related to the poisoning of Princess Lanxi!

The queen called early in the morning!

Damn it, Lin Qingran almost jumped up and cursed, she finally found an explanation for what she was puzzled about last night - so what was wrong?

Dare to wait for her here?

Princess Lanxi was really willing to spend all her money. She was ambushed and poisoned, and even her own life was put on her. Should she, Lin Qingran, laugh a few times to show how flattered she is?

If Princess Lanxi was in front of her at this time, Lin Qingran would really slap her across the face. If you fell in love with a man, you can go after him yourself, but why make things difficult for yourself?

Perhaps this is the nature of women - women love to make things difficult for women!

The servant's voice came again slowly: "His Royal Highness Yun knew that our family came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pass on the imperial edict of the empress, and asked our family to apologize to Second Miss Lin. Yesterday, Second Miss Lin was surprised. After leaving the palace, I will definitely come to the Lin Manor to apologize."

Lin Qingran raised her head sharply, and saw the father-in-law who delivered the decree blinked at her, then slightly raised the money bag in his hand, with a half-smile.

It turned out to be Yun Zheng's person!

However, the servant's words revealed that Yun Zheng was still in the palace and had never left the palace.

On the contrary, he was very sincere to himself, so he took such pains to plant the hidden stake beside the empress, he unexpectedly exposed it on his own initiative, just to tell her that he was in the palace, so don't worry.

But, it really works, knowing that Yunzheng is in the palace, the palace that used to be like a cannibal in her heart has become less ferocious.

Lin Qingran never thought that she would step into the imperial palace again. The unpleasant memories of her previous life made her feel bad for the biggest courtyard in the world.

But even if she doesn't have a good impression, she still has to admit that the largest courtyard in the world is indeed the most beautiful courtyard in the world, with pavilions, pavilions, red fences and green panels, winding corridors, green trees and qionghua, it looks beautiful even in winter. Luxurious views.

It's a pity that such beauty hides the ugliest truth.

The air pressure in Fengyi Hall was very low, and there was silence everywhere, without the slightest sound. The silence made the winter even colder and lonely, so three or four large heaters were placed in the hall, but they still couldn't withstand the cold air entering.

Lin Qingran straightened her back, kneeling respectfully on the ground, letting the cold air seep into her knees through the cotton skirt from the white jade bricks, her eyelids drooping slightly, covering her thoughts--doesn't every empress want to be arrogant? Have a soft spot?