The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 538: Contentment
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Chapter 538 Contentment
After taking a peek at Yu Funing's letterhead, Yao Mowan felt that she shouldn't escape anymore. The grievance has been paid, and the favor has been paid. In this life, she should live a wonderful life. Yao Mowan has ten thousand reasons to believe that Ye Junqing is her beloved in this life.
"Mo Wan...Do you mean...As long as you get the letter of resignation, you will accept my canonization?" Ye Junqing heard the sound, his eyes suddenly shined, Yao Mowan turned his eyes slightly.
"Mo Wan is not the only one who wants the emperor's canonization. The emperor should go to work with them first." Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and turned out to walk out of the room.
"When did I say that I would enshrine others, in this life, I have you enough!" Qingyue's voice was extremely firm and awe-inspiring, and Ye Junqing stepped forward to stop Yao Mowan, looking like a moonlight Pure and clean.
"The emperor is joking. Since ancient times, emperors have been three thousand beauties. Regardless of whether the emperor loves or does not love, the harem cannot be too withered." Yao Mowan once gracious, and graciously sent Yao Suluan to Ye Hongyi. On her bed, her mood was like falling into the abyss at that time, how could she be willing to aggravate herself in a lifetime. If Ye Junqing went down to the donkey, she would not come back once she left. If not, the day she came back from Loulan would be the time when she accepted Ye Junqing's canonization and became Queen of Chu.
"That Junqing shouldn't be the emperor anymore. There is only one heart in this life, and the white head is inseparable!" Ye Junqing's eyes burst with brilliant colors and his voice is sonorous and powerful. Yao Mowan knows that Ye Junqing is not joking. She has this confidence. As long as she speaks, Ye Junqing will pass the position to the descendants of the royal family at any time. This is enough. Yao Mowan's lips gradually raised a touch of understanding. smile.
"Mo Wan?" Ye Junqing looked suspiciously at Yao Mowan, with anticipation in his eyes.
"It's getting late, Tingyue, send the emperor back." Yao Mowan dangled Ye Junqing's appetite and turned back to the interior room with a smile. Ye Junqing was very unwilling to follow up, but was stopped by Ting Yue.
"The emperor, the empress brought you out just now. If you go in again, don't you let the empress send it out! Then if this goes on, is there any head?" Even now Ye Junqing is the ninety-five supreme. But Tingyue's tone of speaking hasn't changed much. Perhaps after following Yao Mowan for a long time, Tingyue has become more and more aura of loving someone.
"Mo Wan! Mo Wan!" Ye Junqing stopped moving, but was unwilling to leave like this. However, Ye Junqing had to give up because of Ting Yue Du's death.
After Ye Junqing leaves, Yao Mowan orders Tingyue to call Leng Bingxin. Not long after, Leng Bingxin followed Ting Yue into Guanju Palace.
"Master, what are you looking for Bingxin?" In fact, even if Yao Mowan didn't say anything, Leng Bingxin could guess that her return to Guanju Palace must be about Benlei, but Yao Mowan did not speak first. There is no reason not to confess. At this time, Ting Yue had already left the inner room.
"How long have you liked Benlei?" Yao Mowan's opening remarks were really cold and unexpected, so after hearing Yao Mowan's questioning, cold heart was frozen in place, speechless.
"Don’t deny it in a hurry. If you weren’t worried about Benlei’s safety just now, why would you lie outside the door? If my guess is correct, you persuaded Benlei to choose good woods and live there, right? The trust in this palace is very gratifying to this palace.” For Yao Mowan, Leng Bingxin is definitely a windfall.
"The master's appreciation, Bing Xin Sansheng is fortunate!" Leng Bingxin returned to his senses and bowed his hands in salute.
"You are such a smart girl who can't understand the main points of the words in the palace? Bing Xin, the palace has always thought you are a woman who dares to do something. Sometimes, the palace even thinks that you are very similar to the palace." Yao Mowan induced.
"The master was absurd. Originally Bing Xin felt the same way, but when she was recognized by Han Jinyi, Feng Yihan, and Duan Zitong that day in Dashu, Bing Xin knew herself well." Leng Bingxin still tried to think about it. he.
"Come on, actually think about it, Ben Lei is not worthy of you, people are stupid, long and very anxious, do things either look forward to the future, or ignore it, smoothness is not the time, insistence is not the truth, if this kind of person is I gave it to you, it's a hindrance and ruined your flowery beauty. Why not, my palace just ask a court lady to marry him." Yao Mowan simply ignored Leng Bingxin and waved Leng Bingxin to retreat.
"The master wants to give Ben Lei a marriage? Why?" Leng Bingxin heard the point this time.
"He has always been frizzy in his work. Originally, he was not in the house, and the house couldn't control so much. But tonight, he was so vowed to give up the secrets, and the house recognized him because of your face. But you know, that’s not the original intention of this palace. But now that I recognize it, this palace will not slap himself, but this palace is really unable to train him personally. After thinking about it, it is best to ask a wife for proper restraint. Basically, Yao Mowan just reported the attitude of trying it out. She didn't think that the radical method would work for the cold heart, but the facts proved that no woman is immune to this trick.
"The master doesn't need to, Bing Xin can tune Ben Lei for her master!" Leng Bingxin became anxious immediately. "
"How can it be, you are too close to Benlei, there will be more or less gossip, will it ruin your reputation! No way, no way!" Yao Mowan shook his head.
"The children of the rivers and lakes, who are happy and enmity, Bing Xin is not afraid!" Leng Bingxin's voice gradually quickened.
"You are not afraid, but this palace has to be responsible for you. Forget it, there is no need to discuss this matter. This palace has already ordered the Chunxiang of the Si Embroidery Room. I originally thought you would be interesting to Ben Lei. Since there is no, then clearly The Japanese palace asked the emperor to give him a marriage." Yao Mowan was about to get up after closing his words, and stepped forward with a cold heart, his eyes full of determination.
"Master, Bing Xin has thought it through. Instead of letting Ben Lei Tu poison the fragrance, it's better to let Bing Xin suffer this sin!" Leng Bingxin said awe-inspiringly, putting on a look of death.
"You don't regret it?" Yao Mowan raised an eyebrow.
"Life and death have fate, Bing Xin chose the road by herself. I definitely won't regret it, but...if Benlei disagrees..." Leng Bingxin didn't know when he liked Benlei, from the beginning of disgust, To sympathy, to pity, how can I fall in love in the end!
When Ben Lei was given up by everyone, she would take him to Yangshuo and try to catch Li Xian alive for him, asking herself coldly that she is not a helpful person, basically she is not harmful, it is already a grace Now, he has repeatedly saved the thunder from a dilemma. Once or twice it can be said to be kind, but so many times, if you fall in love, how can you explain it!
"He doesn't agree...The palace will fight until he agrees. If he doesn't agree, he will directly kill." Yao Mowan's words gave Leng Bingxin a reassurance.
Also, when Leng Bingxin left, his face was still heavy, and when he stepped out of the gate of Guanju Palace, the corners of his lips would turn from the lower arc to the upper arc, until the grin bloomed.
Leng Bingxin was sent away, and Ting Yueying walked to Yao Mowan's side and helped Yao Mowan into the inner room.
"Master, do you say that Leng Bingxin really likes Ben Lei? The servants always look at their favorite hits on weekdays." Ting Yue said suspiciously.
"With a cold-hearted personality, if she doesn't like it, would she agree? As for Ben Lei, although she is a bit reckless, she is still arrogant. A man who is willing to condescend to be a cold-hearted man, if not in his heart I like it, I'm afraid there is no other reason." Yao Mowan firmly believes that she can't read it wrong.
"If this is the case, they will be blessed if they have a master thinking about lifelong events for them." Ting Yue muttered enviously.
"I heard the emperor said that quicksand entered the public office, and commanded the imperial forest army in the palace?" Yao Mowan's eyes flickered and turned to look at Tingyue.
"Uh...How did the master ask about the quicksand?" After hearing the word quicksand, Tingyue blushed immediately, and her voice was much softer than usual.
"You stupid girl, you have been with this palace for the longest time since Yao Xiang's mansion to this day. In the eyes of this palace, you are the sister of this palace. Liu Xing is gone, and this palace absolutely cannot It is my palace's idea to make you wronged again. It is my palace's idea to let Quicksand work as a errand in the palace. When you come back from Loulan, this palace will personally manage your marriage with Liusand." Yao Mowan said with a heartfelt heart.
"Master! Who wants to marry? The slave and maid must serve the master for a lifetime!" At this moment, Tingyue, like Xiaojiabiyu, spoiled Yao Mowan, sweet as honey in her heart.
"My palace dare not keep you for a lifetime, because it has delayed the great event of the Liu family's inheritance, this palace can't bear this responsibility!" Yao Mowan smiled openly, and his brows were lightly relieved.
"Master, take a rest, Tingyue retire." Seeing Tingyue retreat shyly, Yao Mowan couldn't help yelling into the air when she turned to bed.
"Yin Xue, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, don't worry! Your business is in my heart!" When Yao Mowan was silent, he heard a distant voice in the void air: Master, We are fine!
It's late at night, and the wind is cold, but Bingxin's heart is warm like a stove, marrying Benlei? Good too! In fact, the owner is a bit exaggerated. Who said Ben Lei is stupid, it's okay! Although she didn't look like Jun Qing overnight, it was only a tiny bit worse, anyway, she looked pretty pleasing to the eye.
"Girl, what's the thing in your eye sockets, I am standing in front of you, you didn't see it? Are you planning to go through my old man? Why? You want to play in front of me. Liao Zhai!" The rough voice suddenly sounded. When Leng Bing's heart regained his gaze, there was an old man standing a short distance away, with a strand of long hair on his head that was beautifully braided, and a bunch of goats under his jaw. Hu, pounded hard to his chest.
The moonlight is like a flower, but it can't match the light in the eyes of the old man, Leng Bingxin stepped back subconsciously, and Leng Yan looked at the old man.
"Where did the thousand-year old monster come out?" Perhaps Gui Daozi's clothes are a bit special, and coupled with the'cute' hairstyle that Central Plains has never seen before, it is not uncommon for Leng Bingxin to regard him as a monster. .
"The rebellious girl, call your master the old demon! Didn't I see your master, I am Yushu Linfeng, suave and suave!" Gui Daozi always thinks that he looks good, of course, this is his modest thought, but it is a ghost. I think he is the number one beautiful man in the entire Yanchi country!
"Before being stepped on by ten thousand grass mud horses, it is still possible!" Leng Bingxin hummed, and took a few steps back subconsciously. You don't need to guess that the martial arts of this man is not low, otherwise it is impossible for him to stand here, those imperial forest soldiers. Still wandering around as if there is nothing wrong with people.
"You little bastard, the master is looking for you all the way, do you have this attitude?" Gui Daozi's glaring eyes didn't matter, Leng Bingxin's whole body and hair suddenly began to rest and stand upright.
"Bah! Leng's Yirongshu is an ancestral inheritance, but it is also a master? Can you find out before you become a man!" Leng Bingxin's vigor remained unabated, but at the same time his liver was trembling.
"That's why the old man came to you and asked you to follow the old man as a teacher!" Gui Daozi breathed a long sigh of relief, spoke with a heartened voice, and walked towards Leng Bingxin step by step.
"I warn you! Don't come here, I don't know how to martial arts!" Leng Bingxin felt it was time to call for help, but when he spoke, he was sealed by Gui Daozi.
"You ignorant girl, Yan Chiguo doesn't know how many people want to be the closed disciples of the old man. Even the old man doesn't look good, so you can go lucky!" Gui Daozi felt that his cold heart was stepped on. Gold. But Leng Bingxin felt that he had stepped on shit.