Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 46
Leng Xia leisurely raised her eyebrows, and said with a light smile: "I forgot, there are quite a few people in the Palace of Lie Wang who have not figured out my identity."

Zhan Beilie's eyebrows frowned slightly. With the temperament of a lioness, she would never say such words for no reason. Since she said it, it was not aimless.After pondering for a while, his face darkened, and he called out, "Zhou Fu."

Following a rush of footsteps, Zhou Fu, who was waiting outside the door, quickly ran in. After saluting respectfully, he heard Zhan Beilie's deep voice: "How did those women get in?"

After thinking for a while, Zhou Fu came to his senses, was startled, and hurriedly replied: "My lord, the slaves reported to the princess when they entered the mansion, and then placed them in the Tingyun Pavilion, and told them not to run around. The prince will make a decision after he comes back, and the slaves will not know about it afterwards."

The corner of Leng Xia's lips twitched, there is no need to ask any more, if there is no one to guide her, how could she find this remote and deserted Qing Huan Yuan all the way.In this huge palace of Lie Wang, those four women are the only ones who have opinions about him.

If you want to borrow a knife to kill someone, you have to see who your opponent is!

A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he ordered in a cold voice: "Call the plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums."

After a while, Zhou Fu ran back out of breath, hesitantly said: "Princess, they...they said... they are tidying up the room where Twelve Gold Hairpins live."

The more you talk later, the more you talk, the plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums are full of martial arts. It stands to reason that they are the guards of the prince, not maids. Even when they were sent to the princess that day, they were full of resentment. Talking about the toughness of the princess, she also scoffed and never believed it.So proud and arrogant, how could he tidy up the rooms for the concubines of Twelve Gold Hairpins?
This is obviously an excuse, presumably they don't know that the twelve gold hairpins have fled from the palace, and even the prince is in Qinghuanyuan at this time.However, he absolutely must not reveal these things to the four people. The princess obviously wants to ask them to question her. If the four people have been ventilated beforehand, how can the princess explain it here?
Zhan Beilie's face was gloomy, but he never knew that the four of them, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, were so arrogant.

Fang was about to speak, when he saw Leng Xia on the bamboo couch stand up leisurely, with a cold arc on his lips, and said as he walked, "Very well, if the mountain doesn't come, I will, and I will go to the mountain."

Prince Lie's Mansion, Dingyun Pavilion.

As soon as Leng Xia and the three of them stepped into the courtyard, Qingmei's sarcasm suddenly came from within with deep disdain: "You guys are too worrying, you're nothing but trash, there's nothing to worry about."

Zhou Fu was taken aback, didn't this hit the muzzle of a gun!Cold sweat slid down his cheeks in an instant, his face was tense and he was about to drink, but he was frightened by Zhan Beilie's cold eyes and immediately fell silent.

"That's right, we are the people next to the lord, how can we let her shout around? Don't even look at what we are!" Qing Zhu replied unconvinced in her haughty voice.

Qing Lan murmured in a low voice, "No matter how trashy you are, you are still the princess in this mansion..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qing Zhu's loud voice: "Bah! What kind of princess is she, the prince didn't pay homage to her at all!"

Zhan Beilie lowered his face, narrowed his hawk-like eyes dangerously, and heard Qingmei's contemptuous laughter from the hall: "That trash, I heard that the prince has not yet consummated the marriage with her!"

His sword eyebrows were raised high, his slightly squinted eyes turned around Leng Xia's body intriguingly, and he rubbed his chin with his right hand, consummation?worth considering.

Sensing his meaningful gaze, Leng Xia curled her lips and rolled her eyes gracefully, meaning: dreaming!

Zhan Beilie gritted his teeth: sooner or later!

The two people outside were staring at each other, jackals and tigers and leopards, their eyes collided like sharp blades, swords and swords sparked everywhere!
Qingju's voice of disapproval came again: "You two have such sharp mouths! Why have the twelve golden hairpins gone for so long and haven't come back yet?"

Qingmei's cool voice said proudly: "Those women who are daydreaming? But after provoking a few words, I really think that I can become the mistress of the palace in the future! It's better if you don't come back, a useless princess, twelve Idiot concubines, let them eat dogs!"

Zhou Fu looked at the two masters who were "looking at each other affectionately and affectionately" in front of him, and secretly lamented, these aunts and grandmothers who don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, can say these words with great fanfare and no scruples!
When there was no sound inside, the two of them withdrew their eyes from fighting each other at the same time, and shot their sharp and cold gazes at the inner hall.The corners of Leng Xia's lips curled into a cold arc. Hearing this is almost the same. Although he never put the four of them in his eyes, he didn't mind tidying them up. The majesty of the king of killers is not enough The jumping clown is here to provoke!

At this time, the plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums in the hall were eating melon seeds and drinking green tea, their eyes were very proud, they were so happy.

With a creak, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure stood with the backlight, heroic and upright as if a god had descended, and the bright sunshine behind him all became his foil.The person who came was exuding a cold and sinister aura, and the bone-piercing chill quickly spread towards the hall centered on him, and in a split second, the entire hall was filled with a creepy and eerie chill.

After seeing the face of the person who came, the four of them immediately turned pale, knelt down on the ground in panic, and stammered: "Wang... lord?"

Leaning against the door frame, Leng Xia folded her arms around her chest, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and put on a playful gesture that had nothing to do with her, watching the show leisurely.

Zhan Beilie's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word. With a wave of his sleeves, he walked to the spacious seat in the hall and sat down. He leaned boldly on the back of the back and pressed his index finger on the table, making a dull sound of "duk tuk tuk".

For a moment, there was no sound in the entire hall except for the sound of knocking on the table, and the already silent room seemed even more chilly.

Mei Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum knelt on the ground, trembling like a sieve. Zhou Fu wanted to intercede a few times, but Zhan Beilie's warning gaze swept over him, and he immediately fell silent, not daring to take a breath.

After a while, Qingmei was the first to be unable to bear the heavy pressure, and called out again tentatively: "My lord..."

"Very good, you guys still remember my prince, I thought..." Zhan Beilie's sharp eyes fell on the four of them, and he said in a low voice, "You have long forgotten who the master of this Prince Lie's mansion is! "

(End of this chapter)