Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 722

"Su Peisheng!!"

The shrewd Su Peisheng noticed something was wrong the moment he stepped into the dark Zhongcui Palace.

At this time, after interrogating the servants of Zhongcui Palace, he came back out of breath.

"she?"

"Grand Concubine Xi, she has left the palace to look for Princess Rong Xian."

"Why don't you come to pass the Qing Palace Pass?"

"The servant has already cross-examined carefully just now, and said that Concubine Xi left a note in the study."

Su Peisheng presented the letter sealed with wax to Lord Long Live.

Yinzhen walked into the newly lit hall, and was about to open the letter to read it, but keenly found that there was something different in the hall.

Soon he found more than a dozen sitting or standing portraits with different styles.

"Su Peisheng! Take this painting and burn it!"

Yinzhen's eyes widened angrily, pointing at the portrait of Jingui wearing a foreigner's clothes, and growling towards Su Peisheng.

Su Peisheng was so frightened by the emperor's anger that he couldn't stand still. When he raised his eyes and saw the oil painting the emperor was pointing at, he almost knelt down.

This, this, this, no wonder the emperor is angry, the clothes of the foreigners are simply unsightly, the skirts are all open to the belly button!

This, this, this... seems like, no matter how you look at it, it's quite pleasing to the eye.

A teacup hit Su Peisheng's feet with a hissing sound.

He was about to move the painting tremblingly, when another teacup flew by his feet.

"Keep the painting, you go out!"

Hey, he took his own life.As if being pardoned, Su Peisheng rushed out of the hall.

At this time, Yinzhen squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, and stood quietly in front of this indecent oil painting with his hands behind his back, hesitating for a long time.

Qing Juan's face was faintly flushed because of jealousy or anger.

He stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to lift the oil painting, and immediately moved the oil painting into the inner room, um, that's the proper way.

Inside the Nanfeng Hall.

Lan Qier was eating grapes with Erlang legs crossed without spitting out the grape skins.

"Jingui, look at these young ladies. They are much more handsome than the nerds and Yinzhen. The nerds always stay up late, and their faces are like dried old bacon."

"My grandfather is not much better either. He always likes to contemplate with his eyebrows fixed, and the Sichuan character between his eyebrows can kill flies!"

Li Jingui took a mouthful of the grape skin and spit it into the empty plate at hand.

The two bitter women began to complain about their men to each other.

Outside the door, Zhang Tingyu, who was ridiculed by his wife as an old bacon, peeked at the emperor's brow with some curiosity.

"Ai Qing also thinks I'm old?"

Although Yinzhen was busy with government affairs, people from Taiyuan Hospital came to ask for pulse every day. Judging from his appearance alone, he looked at most in his early thirties. For the first time, he began to feel unconfident about his appearance.

"No, no, no, I don't dare, the emperor is in the prime of his life, how can he grow old?"

Qian Chuanwan wears flattery but does not wear it, Zhang Tingyu feels the pressure on the top of his head gradually disappear, and secretly heaves a sigh of relief.

At this time, the mother in the Nanfeng Pavilion led two young boys with black veiled hats, although they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they had a strong temperament, walking towards them.

Mother Hua kept muttering in her heart, those people in front really had no eyesight to see, wherever she went, those people blocked her.

It was clear that she was looking for faults, Mother Hua put her hips on her hips, and still had a flattering smile full of dust on her face.

"Young masters, this path is wide, can you move the path for the old man, the old man has a wide body and a fat body, this path may be narrower."

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the people in front lined up, completely blocking the path of the covered bridge.

"It's unreasonable, the young masters are so unreasonable, the road is open to the sky, each side, you are here to find fault!"

(End of this chapter)