Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

After the charming and slightly mocking voice sounded, Li Feixue walked over gracefully.

Her face is like a hibiscus, her brows are furrowed, her eyes that are more charming than peach blossoms are alluring, her breasts are large and her waist is slender, her skin is like snow, her lips are slightly raised like cherry blossoms, and her elegant purple clothes wrap her delicate body, giving her a unique charm. Romantic.

"My maid, Li Feixue, has met the Ninth Princess, the Ninth Princess Jin An!" After kneeling down to salute, Li Feixue stood up without waiting for Qingyun to speak, nonchalantly waving the brocade fan in her hand: "Miss Zhang and Miss Lin ignore the etiquette of honor and inferiority. In fact, if this reaches the ears of the Emperor, even if you have great reasons, based on the Emperor's love for the Ninth Princess, you must know exactly what the result will be."

Qingyun frowned slightly as she stared straight at Li Feixue, who was beautiful and arrogant, but with a hint of heroism between her brows.

Li Zhengxun, the Marquis of the Protector, was brave and adept at fighting and highly respected. She also controlled one-third of Jin's military strength. And she was the most beloved of Li Zhengxun's twin daughters. It seems that Sima Chun took advantage of this and let her do everything he wanted. With her in mind, it's no wonder she is so arrogant and domineering.

Ever since she met her, she has always been in conflict with herself, but she quietly defended herself at the critical moment. Just like in her previous life, she secretly searched for evidence to prove her innocence, and like this time, she fought against each other fifty times, which made people puzzled about her. What do you mean?

After hearing this, Lin Yuemei raised her eyes and stared at Li Feixue hatefully. If looks could kill, Li Feixue would have died countless times.

Zhang Lianwu was almost invisibly shaken: "I know your mistake, please forgive me, Princess Ninth!"

Withdrawing her gaze to scrutinize Li Feixue, Qingyun lowered her head slightly, unable to see Zhang Lianwu's expression clearly. Her delicate, rose-like red lips opened slightly. From the corner of her eye, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a group of people not far away, so she pursed her lips. He passed the two people, walked a few steps quickly, and saluted with a graceful body: "Jiu'er, meet your father, may your father be blessed!"

Zike held an umbrella and Lan Jue knelt behind Qingyun.

The rest of the people were stunned.

Li Feixue, who was the first to react, calmed down her arrogant expression, put away her brocade fan and knelt down to salute: "My daughter, please see your Majesty, may your Majesty be blessed!"

Zhang Lianwu, Lin Yuemei and the maids also immediately turned around and saluted respectfully.

After hearing the report from the eunuch that his beloved daughter had woken up, Emperor Huiwen hurried over regardless of the exhaustion from a sleepless night. He never expected to see his beloved daughter standing under the scorching sun. Forget about feeling distressed, he was still a few meters away from his beloved daughter. He ordered people to stop the dragon chariot and strode forward to help his beloved daughter up: "It's so hot and you just caught a cold. Why don't you stay in the palace and have a good rest? If something goes wrong again, what will happen to your father?" ?”

"Father, don't worry, I'm fine. I just thought that my father and Uncle Leng had been guarding me all night, and I felt uneasy, so I wanted to go and report to Emperor Ming and Uncle Leng in person." Chao stood beside Emperor Huiwen holding an umbrella. Leng Yi nodded, Qingyun looked at Emperor Huiwen, with guilt in his clear black eyes: "Jiu'er is unfilial and has made his father and Uncle Leng worry about him again."

Seeing that his beloved daughter's face was rosy and no longer as pale and weak as last night, Emperor Huiwen felt relieved and scolded him lovingly: "You child, what nonsense are you talking about? You are our treasure. As long as you are good, you will be better than Everything is important, you know?”

"Yeah!" Touched tears welled up in her eyes, Qingyun smiled slightly, as if the soft sunshine was rippling.

"Let's go to the banquet hall to celebrate your birthday." After Emperor Huiwen finished speaking, he took his beloved daughter's hand and walked towards the dragon chariot.

"emperor----"

Emperor Huiwen turned to look at the eunuch Leng Yi who suddenly spoke. He followed his gaze and found everyone still kneeling on the ground. He frowned and said, "Everyone, get up." He saw Lin Yuemei secretly rubbing her legs. , couldn't help but sink his face, and said coldly: "What happened?"

Don't think that he doesn't know that she has ulterior motives for approaching her beloved daughter. If the prime minister hadn't been cunning and never left any traces of his actions, he would have long since uprooted this group of treacherous villains who would endanger his beloved daughter's safety.

The cold words in his majesty made everyone kneeling on the ground feel a chill down their spines, and they were all covered in cold sweat, even though the blazing sun was still shining brightly.

Lin Yuemei opened her mouth to say something, but Zhang Lianwu tugged at the corner of her clothes at the right moment, his deep eyes hinting that she should not lie.

"Father, it's time for us to go to the banquet hall." Qingyun took Emperor Huiwen's arm and reminded him softly, now is not the time to fall out with them.

Looking at the silent crowd, Emperor Huiwen turned to look at Gu Zuoyuan and said that his beloved daughter was not forced. As long as his beloved daughter was fine, that was enough. So he nodded, and then carefully helped his beloved daughter to climb onto the dragon chariot. And go.

Standing up slowly, Li Feixue looked at the retreating figure, an unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then turned around and left with his maid.

Lin Yuemei sternly scolded Lin Yuemei, who gently beat her almost stiff legs, and tore the silk handkerchief in her hand fiercely, her charming almond eyes full of viciousness and resentment.

Zhang Lianwu's face was calm and indifferent, with no emotion visible.