Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 157

"What the hell is a romance cell?"

Feng smiled with crooked eyebrows and eyes: "It's just to praise you for your good character and good looks, and everything in your body is a plus!"

Li Detong's legs went limp and he almost fell down.

This flattery is too obvious, and it has no technical content, right?
If someone else dared to flatter the emperor so blatantly, he would be scared to death by the emperor's cold eyes.But look, the emperor is clearly happy now!

Hey, Li Detong sighed, this is called different fates.

To Dongyang's surprise, the emperor was not angry because Feng Qian was wandering outside, and he didn't even persuade him to enter the house.

How did she know that Jun Moying had long felt that Feng Qian was in poor health and needed to be raised, but she couldn't stay in the house all day long, otherwise she would only get weaker and weaker.Even though it's a bit cold on a day like this, if you pay attention to the time, you can come out.

"How long have you been outside?" Jun Moying asked, pinching her little hand to feel the temperature.

"It hasn't been long. If you don't believe me, ask Dongyang, I just came out." Feng Qian said, "Just let me stay outside for a while. I'm so bored that I can lay eggs!"

The corner of Jun Moying's mouth twitched slightly, and suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"Lay an egg?" He threw away the hoe in Feng Qian's hand, rubbed her little hands, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "I'm still a child, so you want to give birth to me? "

shit...

An uneducated!
She is not a hen, can laying eggs be the same as giving birth to children?Have you never heard of stuffy eggs?

Feng Qian blushed with embarrassment, and punched him hard on the chest, seeing Li Detong and Dongyang behind him all looked dazed, startled and terrified.

******
At night, the moonlight is cold and long, and the scattered stars do not illuminate the vast and dark night sky.

Fengming Palace, side hall.

A candlelight reflects the beautiful woman in front of the dressing table, adding a bit of hazy beauty to it.

At this moment, she was holding the eyebrow pencil in her hand, and was tracing her eyebrows in front of the mirror. The smile on the corner of her mouth was so clear and charming that it shot everywhere.Every move is full of softness and grace.

Just tracing and tracing, the smile on that face became more and more weird, tense at first, then distorted, and a ray of resentment gradually appeared in the gentle eyes.

Suddenly, with a "bang", she smashed the bronze mirror on the dressing table furiously.

Lianxi bit her lower lip and tightly clutched her wrist.

After a long time, he slowly lifted up the heavy winter sleeve robe, revealing that section of smooth and jade-like skin, caressing it inch by inch, with an expression on his face that resembled obsession.

She opened the sandalwood box on the dressing table, took out a white vial inside, and then pulled the "skin" on her wrist with trembling hands. The original smoothness no longer existed, and a layer of wrinkles slowly emerged.

Finally, with a "hissing", the skin peeled off, revealing the skin that really belonged to her - the scars were winding and criss-crossing, like a terrifying centipede crawling around, devastated.

Lianxi closed her eyes, opened them after a while, poured the medicine in the vial into her hands, and slowly spread it evenly with her fingertips.

During the whole process, she kept pressing her lips tightly, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

After finishing all the things in hand, she finally couldn't bear it again and smashed the vases, boxes, jewelry, makeup boxes...

Finally, he squatted down suddenly, buried his head in his knees, and cried bitterly with a "wow".

(End of this chapter)