Drunken Exquisiteness

The light snow was blowing in the wind, and it fell like broken silver and rotten jade all over the sky, and soon layers of branches and leaves were covered with silver, and the Mingwa cornices looked extremely cold and cold at this time.

The Emperor of Heaven must have a nap for a while at this time, Qing Chen didn't rush back to Zhiyuan Hall, walked slowly in the light snow, and looked back, leaving a line of shallow footprints behind him.

She stood in the snow and looked at the footsteps in the distance. For a moment, she felt a little uncomfortable. When she looked up, she saw a figure in the pavilion on the top of the stone mountain not far away, with a red cloak in the snow, quiet in the snow. Looking here.

The long, thin eyes that looked over were chuckling charmingly, thin lips slanted with a hint of evil, the enchanting red color in the snow shadow was so dazzling, Qing Chen wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. Walking down the path on the stone mountain, he walked straight towards her.

The memorial in Qing Chen's arms tightened tightly, and said lightly, "I have seen His Royal Highness Nine."

Ye Tianming stood in the snow, looking at the Yingying figure wrapped in the white fur suit, for a while, she suddenly thought that Xianwu was standing in front of her again, but when she raised her head, she looked forward to the beautiful face like clear water, with bright eyes looking forward and distinct. It was another person.

It is the first time that Qing Chen has been so alone with Ye Tianming. He is faintly disturbed. Seeing that he is silent, he can't help but raise his head in surprise, but sees the sadness in the pair of melancholy eyes facing him, staring at him intently. .

He didn't say anything when he came, and Qing Chen didn't know what to say, so he had to stand quietly. Ye Tianming stared at the person in front of him, his long eyes gradually narrowed, and there seemed to be countless volleys of bright lights in the dark, with a fascinating fascination. If it had been before, Qing Chen would always feel sorry for him and Xianwu when seeing him with such a gloomy expression, but now he only felt secretly surprised.

The blood-colored cloak fluttered slightly with the wind, and the gloomy sky reflected the white snow, which became more and more weird. Ye Tianming's sparkling eyes faintly changed the depth of light and shadow, and gradually revealed the deep impression of Qing Chen, the kind of entangled dark prey, so thick that it even gave birth to a bit of evil. She couldn't help taking a step back and said, "If there is nothing wrong with your Highness, I will leave first."

Ye Tianming's eyes were in a trance, and then he followed her: "Where to go?"

Qing Chen said: "Zhiyuan Hall."

Seeing that she deliberately distanced herself from herself, Ye Tianming said, "Why avoid me?"

Qing Chen replied cautiously: "His Royal Highness is not a scourge, so why should I hide?"

Ye Tianming walked along the snowy field and glanced sideways at her: "So walk with me."

Qing Chen only felt that the unspeakable gaze was palpitating, and it was false not to hide, and said, "I want to return to Zhiyuan Hall. If your Highness does not bring anyone with you, I will send someone to pass it through."

Ye Tianming said, "You are the sister of Xianwu, and I am also your brother-in-law by all accounts. When Luan Fei met me, I was called "brother-in-law", but why did you say "Your Highness"?"

Qing Chen's eyebrows were soft, and he looked down and said, "Why didn't the brother-in-law go and see Luanfei on behalf of my sister? I'm afraid it will be difficult to see him later." The tone is different but can't tell what's wrong.

Ye Tianming's narrow eyes moved, reflecting the blood-red cloak, which was extremely seductive. I don't know if it was because of the ice and snow or something else. Qing Chen only felt that the surrounding area was extremely cold, so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat, and the snow covered it thickly. It cannot be covered up.

Ye Tianming tapped the corner of his mouth slightly: "I'm going to see Luan Fei, and I don't want to meet you here." After he said, let go, his cloak spread out in the wind, "Why don't you go with me." Go to Yanxi Palace.

Qing Chen saw him go as soon as he said, but it was unexpected. Although he didn't want to have anything to do with him, but after thinking about it, he couldn't rest assured, so he followed.

Luan Fei's vitality has not recovered, and since Qing Chen left, lying on the bed alone, all things floating up and down in his heart in a muddle, but not as cleverly as usual, able to solve the dying situation in front of him. Suddenly heard a soft noise outside the door, someone had entered the Spring Pavilion again, and then she closed her eyes and held her breath, just as she was in a coma before, without any trace.

Qing Chen entered the room with Ye Tianming, and seeing Luan Fei sleeping there, the peony-colored palace satin turned thick and light, reflected in Ye Tianming’s strange eyes, but a thick layer of impressive Suffocating and obscure, Qing Chen heard Ye Tianming whisper: "Xian Wu."

A very low call seemed to come from a distant late night, passing the cold winter day with endless sadness. Qing Chen was startled slightly. At this time, Ye Tianming's heart became clearer, and he mutely said to Qing Chen, "Do you know that today is your sister's sacrifice day?"

Qing Chen's heart was dulled by his painful tone. The Emperor of Heaven was really infatuated with the Concubine Lotus and the Prince Luanfei. But Ye Tianming has a deep love for fiber dance, but Yu Luanfei is unavoidable. Qing Chen thought lightly and said: "Since this is the case, why don't Your Highness help find an antidote for centrifugation, so as to comfort my sister in the sky."

Ye Tianming's heart shuddered, and there was a hint of danger in his body, but he quickly covered it up and said, "How can I have that kind of thing?"

Knowing how there is such a thing, Qing Chen said with emotion: "It seems that next year today will be the memorial day for the two sisters of my Feng family. I don't know if you know what you will think under the Spring Dance Spring."

An anger flashed in Ye Tianming's narrow eyes: "What did you say?"

Qing Chen smiled inadvertently while he glared, and there were shadows of slender dance between his eyebrows. Although there was less frailness and helplessness and more silky spirit, it made people's heart turbulent, and they couldn't move their eyes.

In the middle of the conversation, Qing Chen looked at Luan Fei who was lying still, not knowing whether she is awake or asleep, and said lightly: "Your Royal Highness is a sensible person, I won't go around in circles anymore. At the beginning of the fight, Your Highness did not Have you thought about giving Luan Fei an antidote?"

Ye Tianming glanced at Luan Fei, then turned his feminine gaze back to Qing Chen: "Luan Fei said that he can do anything for me, without fear of life and death, what else is the antidote?"

Qing Chen caught a glimpse of Luan Fei's eyelashes trembling slightly, and slowly walked aside. Ye Tianming wanted to look at her, so he turned his back to Luan Fei.

"Some are perishable, and some are abandoned," she said sarcastically. "Although they are sisters, they seem to have different lives. Poor Luan Fei is for you in vain. Your Royal Highness is facing her. There is no trace of pity?"

Ye Tianming squinted his eyes, and his thin lips pressed into a cold straight line: "Who can replace Slender Dance?" He walked towards Qing Chen step by step: "But you are more like Slender Dance than Luan Fei, all like I won’t let go of the slender woman."

As the two gradually approached, the feeling of danger became heavier and heavier. From Ye Tianming's enchanting eyes, Qing Chen saw that his figure gradually became clear, and at this time Luan Fei's hand tightly seemed to be right. I exhausted my whole body to grasp the Jin quilt, and the thin knuckles were pale and abrupt, almost about to break, and seemed to have reached the limit of patience. Qing Chen felt shocked that if Ye Tianming knew that Luan Fei had no worries about his life, he would do it again. The electric thought flashed in her heart, and she took a step back and stretched out her hand to push the door open: "If this is the case, your Highness doesn't have to stay here for a long time, let's move on and talk."

Few people walked in the side hall, the promenade was quiet, only the sound of snow was heard. Ye Tianming smiled coldly, shook off his cloak and dropped it on Luan Fei: "Xianwu likes red the most. Today I take this to send Luan Fei." He walked out of the room without looking back. , Qing Chen looked at Luan Fei quietly, and then walked out behind the door.

Walking out of the Spring Pavilion, Qing Chen was about to withdraw and leave, but Ye Tianming turned around and stopped in front of her. She hurried back, but found that behind her was a tall Yingzhu, there was nowhere to go. Ye Tianming didn't stop because of this, and pushed her to the front of Yingzhu, raised her hand to support, circled the two in a small space, stared at her and said: "Don't try to hide from me, you will one day It will be mine."

Qing Chenfeng’s eyes were cold, and Yiyi stared at him, with no emotion in her voice: "The Feng family has only three daughters. His Royal Highness Nine killed Slim Wu. Using Luan Fei, now he wants to marry me into the mansion. Pour King Zhan, or kill the prince? I really don’t know whether His Royal Highness is compassionate or ruthless!"

Ye Tianming pressed forward: "Whether this king is sentimental or ruthless, you might as well try it yourself and talk about it later."

Qing Chen moved the memorial in his hand forward: "His Royal Highness, be careful of the emperor's fold. If it is broken, who can afford it?"

Ye Tianming glanced down at the memorial between the two, and his free right hand slowly pressed it down: "I can't afford it, neither can you."

Qing Chen raised his eyebrows lightly: "The matter of the prince, I wonder if your Royal Highness asks how much he can afford with the emperor?"

Ye Tianming slowly straightened up: "If I bear a bit, the Feng family will have a bit too. The princess doesn't want to expose himself to the ugliness, right?"

Qing Chen coldly moved his hand away: "Compared with the royal family's ugliness, it's just a few of them."

Ye Tianming's eyes actually gave birth to a bit of tenderness, and the beautiful face was particularly dazzling: "If I am ruthless, Feng Xiang can't be far behind. Go back and tell Feng Xiang, and say I will not treat Feng's family badly. The pain of bereavement has benefited him quite a bit, and he will never lose money. But I also told him that he has this daughter now, and I have to make the same decision."

Qing Chen slowly said: "His Royal Highness, don't want to forget, you can get what you want in this world."

Ye Tianming's enchanting eyes jumped slightly, and there was a fascinating gentleness, as if blood, and gradually became rich: "Then you don't know men too much. If a man really wants a woman, no one can stop it. live!"

Qing Chen said coldly: "Too confident is not necessarily a good thing. With the lessons of Luan Fei and the prince, your Highness is better to think twice."

Ye Tianming was slightly angry, and unexpectedly stretched out his hand to pinch Qing Chen's chin, and his voice was gloomy: "You don't believe I have the courage? You might as well try it now!" After he said, he lifted his hands vigorously, leaned over and pressed against her lips under.

Qing Chen struggled and said angrily: "Let go!"

"Let go!" At the same time, an angry yelling sounded, and Qing Chen took advantage of Ye Tianming's frustration to get rid of him and slammed him away. On the promenade, Ye Tian Zhan's handsome eyes were slightly raised, and his face was no longer the usual gentleness, like a cage of frost.

Ye Tianming returned to normal after being shocked, and asked with a smile, "Seven brothers!"

"What are you doing?" Ye Tianzhan asked coldly.

Ye Tianming said: "Nothing, but just chatting with Qing Chen."

Qing Chen was annoyed that he dared to be so presumptuous in Yanxi Palace, and said: "I am not interested in chatting with your Highness, please respect yourself!"

Ye Tianzhan suppressed the anger in his heart: "The prince and Xiuyi must understand the rules, so I don't need to remind me."

Ye Tianming took two steps forward, walked to Ye Tianzhan, and laughed in a low voice: "Why Brother Seven is so angry, is it because I did what you want to do but dare not do?"

Ye Tianzhan looked at him coldly when he heard the words: "What did you say?" The atmosphere was suddenly tense, the snow rolled in, and the cold wind was like a knife.

Ye Tianming stopped: "Everyone knows that Qing Chen came out of the seventh brother's mansion, and seventh brother treats her very much."

Ye Tianzhan's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Since you know, you'd better converge."

Ye Tianming said, "Unfortunately, I am determined to get some things. I will say hello to Brother Seven today."

Ye Tianzhan snorted coldly. After all, he has very good cultivation and does not want to have trouble in Yanxi Palace.

Just a few words, like ice and snow, confronted Ye Tianming's arrogant provocation. The passing glances almost burst out scorching sparks. Ye Tianming said nonchalantly: "It's not easy to see Brother Seven get angry. It's for a woman!"

Ye Tianzhan watched him leave. At that moment, the warm spring water under his eyes turned into a cold winter, and the coldness was steep like sword light. Qing Chen's heart was shocked by the sharp cold light, but he turned around and smiled slowly at her: " Are you OK?"

Qing Chen shook his head and said: "It's okay, I have to go back to Zhiyuan Hall as soon as possible."

"Qing Chen..." Ye Tianzhan frowned slightly and exclaimed, "In this troubled autumn, be careful about everything."

Qing Chen looked down quietly. Although the prince's matter has not been dealt with, all the structure has begun to change. She is in the center of secrecy, and she can feel with an intuition that Ye Tianzhan and Ye Tianming have just said a few words. Then, is it just for the little things in front of you? After a moment of silence, she said to Ye Tianzhan: "Don't do anything, especially for me." She could only stop here, and she stopped staying any more.

Ye Tianzhan watched Qing Chen turn around and stepped into the snow, as if he wanted to call her, but made no sound. The flying snow quickly hung an endless curtain between the two of them. When Qing Chen's figure disappeared into the vast snow curtain, Ye Tianzhan sighed extremely lightly, and a thin piece of snow fell into him when he raised his hand. The palm of his hand turned into crystal clear water droplets.