The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 21
Just like that, the weird scene in the living room was finally broken when Lan Zihan had finished eating.

Leng Yichen wiped the corners of Lan Zihan's mouth: "Little guy, I'm going to the palace to meet the emperor brother today."

Hearing this, Lan Zihan raised her eyebrows and looked at Leng Yichen, and then responded faintly: "Yes, yes."

She knew that she would go to see her elders on the second day of her wedding, and that Leng Yichen's father, queen, and queen were not there, so she naturally knew that he was referring to Leng Yufeng.

Leng Yichen glanced at Xi Lei and Xi Dian coldly, and said cold words: "Is the carriage ready?"

Xi Lei and Xi Dian replied in a deep voice: "Ready, my lord."

The prince's face-changing speed is really too fast. It seems that the only one who suppresses the prince is the concubine.

Leng Yichen embraced Lan Zihan and walked out, out of the Prince Chen's mansion, a delicate carriage was parked outside, the driver opened the door, Lan Zihan jumped on tiptoe, and got on the carriage, like a waterfall with long hair The wind blew up, and the moon-white headband danced among the blue hair, and then bent down to enter, followed by Leng Yichen and got into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the black nanmu body, carved beams and painted buildings are exquisitely crafted. The carriage is spacious enough to accommodate more than ten people. Leng Yichen sat on the soft cushion of fine silk, holding Lan Zihan in his arms.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and after half an hour, it gradually arrived at the palace, and the carriage stopped.

Xi Lei's voice sounded outside: "My lord, the palace is here."

"Hmm." Cold words came from inside the car.

Xidian opened the car door, Lan Zihan and Leng Yichen got out of the carriage one after another, and Leng Yichen still walked towards the imperial study with Lan Zihan in his arms.

In the palace building, the golden glazed tiles shine brightly in the sun.Gold bricks and jade columns, carved dragons and phoenixes.Flower ponds and wooden pavilions, birds flying and butterflies fluttering.

Walking outside the imperial study room, Guo Xi saw them and bowed to the two of them: "I have seen Prince Chen and Princess Chen."

"Well, is Brother Huang in there?" Leng Yichen's cold voice sounded from all around.

Guo Xi heard the cold words, although he was used to it, he still couldn't help but tremble, and replied respectfully: "The emperor is correcting the memorial inside, if you say it's Prince Chen, you can go in directly."

"En." Leng Yichen walked into the imperial study with Lan Zihan in his arms. The purpose of entering was that there were white marble pillars standing at the four corners of the room, and the surrounding walls were all carved with white stone bricks. Seeing someone coming, he put down the memorial, and a gentle voice sounded: "Yichen, younger siblings, you are here."

Leng Yufeng withdrew his dragon robe, and changed into a clean and clear white brocade suit, which fits perfectly with loose inside and tight outside, and his hair was crowned with fine flawless jade.His eyes are beautiful, fresh and handsome, gentle and elegant, with a gentle attitude and gentle and elegant actions. He is the best interpretation of perfection, and his whole person exudes a charming aura of king.

"Brother Huang, I will bring Han to see you."

Leng Yufeng has been sizing up Lan Zihan since they came in.
On the melon seed-shaped white and tender jade face, a pair of pear dimples appeared slightly between the cheeks, and a light rouge was applied to make the cheeks look like a viburnum flower that has just opened, white and rosy.Black and long curly eyebrows, not a painting but a painting, a pair of eyes that yearn for light, the alluring red phoenix eyes, black and white are distinct, the pearly white wide ribbon is tied up, and the long black and flowing hair exudes a fairy like temperament.

Long hair and hanging waist, with a white and pink intarsia beaded hair chain on the forehead, ears and temples. Occasionally, one or two disobedient beads hang down, adding a real and illusory beauty , with a milky white jade bracelet on her wrist, the warm suet white jade exudes a kind of unspeakable brilliance, which complements her light attire, and around her neck is a thin silver necklace, faintly purple If the shoulders are shaved and the waist looks plain, and if the muscles are fat and breathy, the whole person exudes a faint cold, proud and intimidating aura.

This unique temperament is rarely seen in a woman.

Her thin lips curled slightly, and a gleam of light flashed across her eyes.

(End of this chapter)