Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 240: Be happy

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The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.

The maids looked at the little figure playing with themselves, and looked at the queen's face.

Surprised inwardly.

Facing the Fourth Miss Xiangfu, it's better to face the arrogant nine princesses.

At this moment, a court lady rushed all the way in a panic, kneeling and shouting: "Queen, Niang Niang, the emperor is coming to Weiyang Palace."

Break the stiff silence.

"What, the emperor is here." The queen Rong Yixi, the emperor rarely enters the harem recently.

The concubines are eager to see her. As a queen, she naturally does not look like a woman of lamentation.

It's just that I've always felt a little lost.

I didn't expect the emperor to fall down.

The queen showed joy: "Quickly, take that beaded and eight-winged golden phoenix hairpin, and put on that Luoxiaming dress for this palace."

The maids of Weiyang Palace are busy.

The queen turned around, suddenly remembering something, and then looked back at Yun Tingruo.

Damn, I almost forgot this little fool.

She waved a big hand: "Jing Cui was very rebellious and premeditated to murder Miss Yun Si, and was locked in Nianfang Palace for a month."

Nianfang Palace is the place where the erring ladies stay.

The maids who entered there were either dead or disabled.

Now Jing Cui is disabled, but fortunately, it has been a month.

It seems that Mother Qin is the queen's person.

But this is not important, what Yunting wants is something else.

"The old slave thanked the empress for her kindness."

Mother Qin was not calling, because she knew that this punishment was already the best.

"As for Miss Yun Si, let the grandpa go to the palace to pick up people on the day of the hunting meeting."

The queen's words were as expected by Yun.

Jing Cui's hands are just a springboard. What she wants is to leave the palace.

The queen didn't like her at all, she hurt the nine princesses last time, and this time she chopped off the hand of the maid again.

Then I don’t know what will happen next time.

Send her back to the house is the best.

After the execution of the queen, she strode away.

A court lady came forward and drove them: "You leave quickly, lest the emperor gets annoyed by seeing you."

Dong'er nodded happily: "The slave and maid will take the lady away."

Zichen Hall, the wind blows, and the courtyard is quiet.

There is no trace of the moonlight, the sky is vast, and the sky is picturesque.

On a tree with lush green leaves, the cloud listens to lying casually on the branches.

Looking at the sky where the nebula is floating, the light in the eyes is faint.

"Miss, I still stay up so late, is it because I am excited about leaving the palace."

On the other branch, Dong'er lay flat, shaking a green leaf in his hand.

After more than ten days in the palace, she didn't want to stay any longer.

Miss and her are left in the Zichen Hall of the University of Nova Scotia, which is at ease.

"The stupid pigeon has not returned yet." Yun Tingruo shook his head.

"Yes, that stupid pigeon didn't fly back after flying out. Is it lost?" Hearing this, Dong'er lost the green leaf in his hand and got up with an anxious expression!

She was waiting for Yun Lin's letter to talk about things outside the palace.

"I'm afraid it was caught." Yun Tingruo raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly.

There are two possibilities. The first possibility is that the dumb pigeon was caught when he sent the letter back.

The second possibility is that the lazy person has not moved and has been playing dead in the mansion.

"Ah!" Hearing this, Dong'er's face suddenly crossed: "What should I do then."

Finally trained a pigeon, but it won’t fly back after sending it out.

It's really unlucky.

"Miss, I blame the servants for having bad eyes." Dong'er was very guilty.

Yun Tingruo is somewhat casual and casual: "Well, the eyes are not good."

There were several pigeons in the cage, but one stupid pigeon was chosen.

This look is bad enough.

"Miss, they are very sad, and you still laugh at the servants." Dong'er's eyes widened and pouted.

Not far away, a dark shadow flicked by.

Quietly, he entered the Zichen Hall.

Under him, there is a rolling forest, and a shallow soft light flashes through the eyes of the dark shadow, and he turns to fall on the branches.

Yun Tingruo raised his eyes.

Through the clear moonlight, it is clear that it is a beautiful face.

Black eyes, like ink, faintly break into your heart.

"Small bean sprouts."

Di Liuzheng sat down beside her happily, and the night wind blew her hair like ink, entangled and danced in the wind, and couldn't tell whether it was hers or his...

Totally ignore the existence of Dong'er.

His sudden appearance shocked Dong'er, but when he saw his appearance, he grinned: "Auntie."

As soon as the words fell, a shiny thing flew over.

"Disappeared."

The man gently curled his lips and smiled.

Dong'er raised his backhand, and there was a brilliant multicolored glass bead in his palm.

The scorching light shivered off the moonlight.

Compared to the last time the beads are two colors less, but they are still beautiful.

"Dong'er would like to follow my uncle's orders." Dong'er smiled happily.

Cloud Tingruo: "------"

You have to sell your own lady for a bead, unscrupulous maid.

Dong'er is full of grievances, miss, maidservant, isn't this a light bulb for you and your uncle?

Under the starry sky, the white clothes and purple robes overlap each other, like a misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River that penetrates the leaning green willow bridge, resembling a quiet scroll of smoke and haze.

Di Liuzheng opened the food box, and the aroma was lingering in the cloud like a pen.

"Goblin, you really brought me again." Yun Tingruo blinked his eyes like a black gem.

Looking at the porcelain bowl in the food box, the corners of his mouth twitched.

He wants to keep her fat.

"Nuo, the fish soup I brought you so hard must be finished."

Diliu's eyes were filled with smiles, making Yun Tingruo feel warm and comfortable for no reason...

"Okay." She picked up the porcelain bowl from the food box, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it: "It's really fragrant."

"Quickly taste it." Di Liuzang raised his hand.

If Yun Ting takes a sip, the fish soup is very strong, and you can taste it for a few hours.

But this cooking skill is a bit immature.

It can be drunk from the fish soup, and water is added repeatedly during the process.

"Hey, this is what you boiled over." Yun Tingruo's tone was very positive.

Diliu Zi Yaoxie's face collapsed: "Little bean sprouts, you can drink them all."

"Where was the chicken soup last night?"

"Someone can help." Diliu asked his fingers and replied dullly.

Yun Tingruo looked a little amused at the aggrieved Diliu.

I smiled slightly.

"Gob, no matter what you cook, I like it."

This is his heart. Not only would she not dislike it, she was very happy.

It feels good to be loved.

"Just like it." Di Liuzang looked solemn.

Small bean sprouts did not say so.

No praise for this bowl of fish soup.

It seems that I have to learn more from the cooks when I return home.

Yun Tingruo paused slightly, his eyes twitched: "What are you going to do."

"I will make soup for you every day." Diliu touched his nice nose, his handsome face was full of firm expression.

It is also very happy to make soup for small bean sprouts every day.

Seeing the little bean sprouts drinking happily, he is also happy.

Yun Tingruo had a meal with his hand holding a porcelain bowl.

Boil soup for her every day!