Reign of the Phoenix

Picking the celery scared the legs softly and slammed into the ground. She realized that she had a big disaster. She rushed to the ground: "The slave has just come to the palace, does not understand the rules, offends the goddess, asks the goddess to forgive!" Can Yunyun be casually sent by her in a few words? She ordered the **** to drag the celery into the yard and interrogate it.

Picking the celery and taking a few mouths, it scared to death. She did not dare to conceal, and reported the consequences and consequences of entering the palace, and repeatedly pleaded guilty. Jin Yunyi will lightly pick up the parsley, she will use the title to play! Isn’t Yan Yan not wanting to see her? This just gave her a chance, she wants to personally take this girl to see Yan.

Jinyun took a car, and ordered people to take the celery and go to Wan’an Palace.

Yan Yan did not like Wan Yun’s expected in the Wan’an Palace. The small **** who guarded the door respectfully returned to Yunxiao, saying that Yan Yan often went to Xiangxiang Palace during this time. Jin Yunzhen is very puzzled, a cold palace without people, what does Yan Yan often go there to do?

Jin Yunqi led a group of people and immediately transferred to the Xiangxiang Palace. She heard the sound of the guzheng all the time. She ordered the people to wait outside the palace. She was only supported by the close-fitting palace lady and walked to the gate of the Xiangxiang Palace.

Outside the gate of the Xiangxiang Palace, Jin Yunzhen saw Yan Yan and a young woman sitting at the stone table in the courtyard. Yan Yan is investing in the piano, the woman holds a sheet of music in her hand, and while she is watching, she is screaming and playing. The two are talking and laughing, very close relatives. From time to time, Yan Yan looked up at the woman, his face full of smiles, his eyes are gentle.

叱云娉's brain banged, like a thunder. Her footsteps were illusory, and if it wasn’t for the palace lady to hold her, she almost fell to the ground. When Yunyun was lost, her most worried situation finally appeared.

Yan Yan heard the movement outside the door and turned his head and glanced. Seeing it is Yunyun, although I am not happy, I still greeted it: "Love is not recovering from the body, not in the palace to rest, what to do here?" Seeing the weak look of Yun Yun, she took her away In the hospital, the man entered the house and moved a cushioned seat to let the cloud sit down.

Jin Yunqi did not show any displeasure on her face. She calmly asked Yan Yan: "Who is this woman? Why haven't I seen it?" What kind of cleverness is Murong Ning Ning, she immediately guessed the identity of Yun Yunxiao. Waiting for Yan Yan to answer, he squatted on the ground to give 叱 娉 娉 : : “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 民 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见 参见It is this girl in front of me.

Jinyun screamed and plucked the celery. She wiped her tears and grievously cried to Yan Yan: "The emperor has only left the court for a few days, and even the slaves in the palace do not look at the courtiers. In the end, this cockroach dared to break into the palace of 茗卉, and he did not pay tribute to the courtier. The courtier took her to the emperor and asked if there was any rule in the palace?

Picking up the vines on the ground, I don’t know where to come for courage? She actually felt that she was a hero of Yan Yan. Yan Yan would definitely protect her because she reported that Murong had a good job. The mulberry is full of gas: "The emperor, the slave, because of the news in the Baptist Palace, wanted to come out

Listen, how did the emperor deal with Murong’s sorrow? I didn't expect to go to the wrong place and smashed the noble lady. The Baptist Palace is too cold, and ask the emperor to give the slaves a place to live. ”

Yan Yan had not recognized the celery before. Now he understands the reason of the incident. He is very angry. He patted the table and said: "You are a bold slave! You haven't found you yet, you come to the door!" You don’t make clear the things that are filthy and condensed today, and you’re not ignoring you! If you have this reason, the palace you are still a priest is a vegetable garden? Where do you want to go?”

When Yunyun’s words were cold, she came to ask Yan to be the master. Yan Yan only thought about presiding over other women. Jin Yunxiao is more certain, Yan Yan has moved the truth to this woman named Murong.

Celery looked up in horror and looked at Yan Yan, she wanted to see the emperor's expression, which is somewhat different from what she imagined. She saw Murong, who was standing next to her, she was not punished, and she did not even kneel in front of the emperor. Picking Qin did not know what happened, only faintly felt that he had a big trouble!

Picking the celery did not dare to continue to climb the Murong condensate, she smelled the anger in the Yanyin tone. She knows that she will not bow her head and plead guilty.

Picking the parsley immediately took out the housekeeping skills that she saw the wind and rudder, and cried and cried and climbed over the legs holding Murong’s condensed legs: "Hey, you are not counting on the villain, I also misunderstood those pickled cockroaches." Our words, look at the share of our suffering in Zhuangfu, please, ask the emperor to forgive my sins!" Then the chicken and glutinous rice to the Yantoutou.

Yan Yan’s eyes were painful. After seeing Murong’s eyes, he said: “This is because of you. How do you want to punish her?” Murong’s condensed bow on the Yan Yan’s knees: “She also misunderstood the rumors. Besides, the emperor also confessed her lies. This incident did not cause serious harm to the slaves, and the emperor would spare her!"

Yan Yan whispered with a very angry voice: "This sorrow has caused you to lose your life, but you have prayed for her. I will not let her eat some lessons, I am afraid that I will continue to harm others in the future. Come, let this be Drag the stick to blame thirty and evict the palace!"

Jin Yun’s body shivered involuntarily. She didn’t know if she was sad or afraid: shouldn’t she be the protagonist? It was she who came to see the fire and beg for justice. She did not expect to have justice for the unrelated people. Moreover, this person is very likely to become her resentful rival in the future. From the beginning to the end, Yan Yan’s thoughts were all the grievances suffered by Murong’s condensate, but she completely ignored the harm that her 叱云娉 suffered and her inner feelings. Jin Yunxiao clearly realized that the man she loved had no more of her in her eyes. It was all the woman named Murong.

Xiaoyun suddenly laughed, and she smiled like a flower on her face and shed two lines of tears. She was dressed in a noble Chinese costume, and the emperor of the gilt Dai Cui, was defeated in a famous girl wearing a palace dress.

Xiaoyun’s voice is bleak and sad: “And slow.

I dared to smash the courtiers, and asked the emperor to hand over this shackle to the courtiers! Yan Yan glanced at the woman with the pear and the rain, only to realize that she had completely ignored her when she was dealing with it.

There are a few points in Yan Yan’s heart: “After the Queen’s departure, Ai’s love has always been the value of the palm of the hand. This slave is handed over to Ai, and it’s most appropriate.

Jinyun thanked him for the grace, and asked people to take the picking and returning to the Huihui Palace. She wants to scatter all her grievances on the celery.

In the palace of the Hui Hui, there was a sound of bursting of wood and flesh, and the sound of screaming and screaming, which made people feel creepy.

The eunuchs dragged the celery after the sentence to the front of the clouds, and the celery was pale and pale. She pleaded with sorrow and sorrow: "Please ask the niece to let go of the slaves! The slaves will be the goddess to go through the fire, and die!"

Jin Yun娉 stared at her contemptuously: "There are more people who are willing to go through the fire in this palace. How old are you?" Picking the celery again flipped her three-inch tongue: "The slaves see that the goddess does not like Murong. Condensed that, she is our common enemy! The slaves can join hands with the goddess to deal with her!"

The clouds are stunned: "The people who have offended the palace will not have a good end. The palace is dealing with a slave, you need your helper?" However, if the goddess wants to move the cockroach, the emperor must protect him, and maybe he will also sin the sin. The slave can help the maiden to come up with ideas."

The words of picking the parsley are just like the clouds, and she only wants to give lessons to the picking, so that she can work for herself.

In the royal study room, Yan Yan finished the memorial in the book case, and got up and stretched. He went to the throne and sat down, and while drinking tea, he turned over a book of rulings written by the sages. However, he simply couldn’t read his book, and his expression was very impetuous.

Qi Shangming, a close-fitting eunuch, bowed his body in a respectful manner: "The emperor has always been restless, isn’t it for Murong girl?" Yan Yan glanced at him impatiently: "The mouthful of slaves, the embarrassing thing, you less Qi Shangming sighed with dissatisfaction: "The slaves originally wanted to help the emperor to come up with an idea, it seems no need!"

Yan Yan ignored him and still looked at the book. After a long while, he threw the book and sighed: "Hey! Lao Qi, you said that Murong girl is so different? How is she so courageous? If she dares not to talk to her, she dares to say?"

Qi Shangming deliberately took Joe: "The slaves don't dare to talk too much, and wait for the emperor to blame the slaves!" Yan looked at him with a squint: "He reached over!" Qi Shangming rolled his eyes and turned his head blankly. Stretching into Yan Yan, Yan Yan licked his head with a book in his hand.

Qi Shangming has been waiting for Yan Yan for many years. He is smart, good at trying to figure out the goodwill, and he is thoughtful and effective, and he is very appreciative. Although he is only a slave, Yan Yan will discuss with him on many things and listen to his opinions. Although the two are the relationship between the master and the slave, they are very casual when they speak privately.

Yan Yan pretended to be angry: "I don't want to

When you talk, you talk a lot, and when you want to talk to you, you deliberately say nothing, have you not taught you for a long time? Tell me what you think. ”

Qi Shangming turned his eyes again and said slowly: "The emperor's love for Murong girl, the minions are all in the eye. The emperor is better to directly apprehend her aunt, so as not to see the Murong girl, it will be lost. ”

Yan Yan said to himself: "Is it so direct? Even the minions have seen it?" Qi Shangming muttered: "The slave is not awkward!"

Yan Yan’s book in his hand was thrown on Qi Shangming’s head, and he said, “The dog slave, the courage is getting bigger and bigger, and it’s actually crowded with the master!” The two were speechless.

After a long time, Yan Yan finally couldn't help himself, shaking his head: "I don't think it's wrong to directly claim it. If Murong girl doesn't accept it, then what should I do?" Qi Shangming chuckled: "Hey... this Is the sun coming out to the west? When you are in the emperor, are you afraid? The emperor is the emperor, and the women in the world are proud to serve the emperor. Murong girl is a bright woman, how can she not agree? I am afraid that it is too late to be happy!"

Yan Yantou shook like a rattle: "This is that you don't know Murong girl. If she is like other women, she may not like her so much! Oh, I don't want to be afraid of it, I will ignore it." ”

Qi Shangming grinned, afraid of laughing, he was afraid of smoldering. In his impression, Yan Yan has never been so proud. He resisted the smile: "When did the emperor become so indecisive? With the character of the emperor, if you don't want to, you will be asked to bring it back directly... What?"

Yan Yan pretended to reach out to fight Qi Shangming's head, Qi Shangming scared his head and hid to hide. Half-day inflammation is only secluded: "No... the beauty can't be abrupt, I want to slowly show it!" Qi Shangming stood behind Yan Yan, rushing to his back and turning a big white eye.

In the Xiangxiang Palace, Murong Yujing and Caisang sat at the stone table in the courtyard and spoke with a handkerchief. Caisang worried: "I see these days, the emperor's face is not as ugly as before, or let us mention the matter of going out of the palace. Hey! The emperor must be reluctant to let you go out of the palace, what can I do? "Mu Rongzhen condensed the flower stretcher in his hand: "The emperor looks cold, actually like a child. There are not many people who can talk to him like me in the palace, he will feel fresh for a while. He was happy, and we asked the palace again, too urgent, afraid that he would turn his face."

Cai Sang whispered a small mouth: "Do you like the emperor too, don't want to go? You are so simple and kind, how can you fight in the palace?" Murong stunned her little face: "There is nothing to say. I just want to see a lot of ancient music that I have never seen before. You don't know that these things are rare outside. Besides, I want to play for a few more days." If you leave, you will never see it again. I promise you, I will definitely take you out of here, okay?" Caisang nodded happily: "Well."

Murong Yan stopped the work in his hand and pulled out a small cloth bag from his arms. Inside the cloth bag, a piece of phoenix leaves carved with jasper and a yellowed piece of paper are lying quietly. The paper is faintly stained with blood. These two things are the baby of Murong's condensate. She sees these two objects as more important than their own lives.

(End of this chapter)

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