Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 382: I feel familiar

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Shu Yunyan barely moved his jaw, and there was no emotion on his face that had always been expressionless: "Fifth Prince." This is really not a coincidence. How did you meet the fifth prince, and indeed Xiliang Mubai's eyes fell immediately after seeing the fifth prince. When he arrived at Lou Qingwu, "Huh, who is this?" Xi Liang Mubai's eyes were extremely surprised, but he gave a three-pointed weird smile.

Since he came back from Dongyu and was forced to marry Princess Zhaoxia, the fifth prince seized an opportunity and began to toss. Shu Yunyan has been particularly struggling to cope with it over the past few months. Shu Yunyan knew that he was angry, one was that he married a woman he didn't like; the other was that he didn't marry Lou Qingwu.

But the one standing in front of him now is Lou Qingwu.

Shu Yunyan silently felt that the banquet tonight was probably lively enough.

He shouldn't have chosen to bring Qingwu to Lou Lou on this day, but he desperately wanted to get the Yunji Tu, so he completely ignored the evil star Xiliang Mubai.

Shu Yunyan took a few steps away from Lou Qingwu without a trace, and said blankly: "The maidservant in the mansion, let her have a long experience."

Xi Liang Mubai tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled, but smiled particularly wretchedly: "When has Prime Minister Shu been so considerate?"

Shu Yunyan: "..."

Slowly, as if he hadn’t heard something in his words: "After all, I’m a distant relative, so I need to take care of it more."

Xi Liang Mubai's smile deepened: "Oh? A distant relative, how did Xiao Huang remember that Prime Minister Shu had a fiancee who was married in his hometown? Isn't it the one in front of me?"

Lou Qingwu has been silently treating herself as an invisible person, and when she heard this, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

She didn't know if she was married.

Shu Yunyan's eyebrows clearly jumped: "...Naturally it is not. It is not early, the fifth prince, let's go first, otherwise it will be late than the emperor and the prince, it will be bad." After Xiliang Mubai finished speaking, he turned and entered the Imperial Garden. Lou Qingwu moved his steps and slowly followed.

Xiliang Mubai didn't say anything, but when they entered, his face sank. The Princess Zhaoxia on the side glanced at him, and an accident flashed in his beautiful eyes: "The fifth prince seems to be unhappy with Prime Minister Shu. Hi?"

Xi Liang Mubai glanced at her lazily: "Anyone who marries someone who doesn't like it will not get better."

Princess Zhaoxia's face sank immediately, but she couldn't bear it.

Even if he doesn't like it anymore, she is now the concubine of the fifth prince, and he has no choice!

Does he think she would marry him?

Xiliang Mubai didn't bother to take care of her. If it weren't for the imperial concubine to be brought with him on a day like this, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a figure in the house. His gaze fell on Lou Qingwu, his eyes rolled, no, he married someone who didn't like it, so he must let Shu Yunyan marry someone who didn't like it. What's more, the woman grew up like that, and it feels disgusting to think about it. Shu Yunyan is worse than him now!

After thinking about this, Xiliang Mubai finally felt better.

Away from Xiliang Mubai’s sight, Lou Qingwu reluctantly walked a few steps quickly, catching up with Shu Yunyan who deliberately slowed down to wait for her, and walked into the imperial garden. In order to reduce everyone’s attention to Lou Qingwu, Shu Yunyan led Lou Qingwu walked into the banquet from the side, and when she reached her position, she let Lou Qingwu stand not far behind him, just as the shadows hit there. If you didn't look over it specifically, you wouldn't find her at all.

Lou Qingwu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, only to realize that her back was soaked with cold sweat.

The belly of the fingers fell on the belly inadvertently, and the bottom of the eyes felt a little soft.

No matter how difficult it is, there is nothing more sad than Feng Yege's death. At least, he is still alive, and she is so grateful to God for the first time.

"The emperor is here--" Lou Qingwu's attention was drawn back to the eunuch's announcement.

She barely stood up straight, tried her best to reduce her sense of existence, and inadvertently raised her eyes to look at Emperor Xiliang. Emperor Xiliang looked much older than she had imagined. She didn’t know if it was because of her illness, her face was very serious. Poor, there was a black air all over his body. When they sat down in front of the dragon chair, the prince and courtiers underneath stood up and saluted. The emperor Xiliang asked him to sit down and looked around, only to find that the protagonist was not here tonight.

The emperor Xiliang's face sank, and he tilted his head to look: "What's the matter with the prince?"

The heart of the chief **** next to him mentioned in his throat: "This... the old slave will let someone to urge you." But before he turned around, he heard another chant from outside: "His Royal Highness." To—"

Lou Qingwu's body tightened with this sound.

I raised my head and locked my eyes on Feng Yege by the powerful terrain here. I saw him slowly walking on extremely sloppy steps. An ink robe outlines a long figure and a mask on his face. The cold night, a casual glance, made everyone drop their eyes in fear and dare not look anymore. Behind him were seven or eight little eunuchs who were attending, who were sincere and frightened, not too far away, and did not dare to slacken in the slightest.

I reached three steps below the theme, raised my eyes, and called out without emotional ups and downs: "The emperor."

Feng Yege's sound fell, and some people around took a breath of cold air.

But he dared not say a word at all.

The emperor Xiliang was so angry that his brain hurts, but he waved his hand helplessly, as if he hadn't heard it. Anyway, he never called himself Father Father: "Sit down."

Feng Yege sat down in the lower right position of the main seat expressionlessly, just above the table where Shu Yunyan was sitting, Lou Qingwu's stunned gaze fell on him, looking at him almost The blood-red eyes are full of death, and the bottom of his eyes feels distressed. After looking at it for a while, I was worried that Feng Yege would notice it, and soon lowered his eyes, covering the sullenness that flashed past his eyes.

Emperor Xiliang was not in a hurry to talk about business, but waved his hand and started singing and dancing.

Lou Qingwu's mind was empty, her eyes down, the outside voice seemed to be isolated, and only Feng Yege could be seen in her eyes, but she stood for a long time, her legs seemed to be nailed there, sore , But still don't want to move. However, Feng Yege felt the irritability of tonight from sitting there, and the pain in his heart was like a knife digging into his heart, and it was like a thread that entangled his heart a little bit. I got up, and then slowly tightened, it hurts and numb, I can't tell how it feels.

His eyes are redder, and he always feels that a line of sight falls on him.

He looked up warily, but found nothing.

But it made him see the fat girl again, standing there with his eyes down, her head drooping, not knowing if she was dozing off, motionless, she was obviously an unpleasant girl, but he looked at it and felt There is a feeling of inexplicability.