247 Qingfu copy house

"I'm afraid you will suffer losses in the future if you don't drive her away..."

Fu Yuanshan put his arms around Qin Gulan's slender waist.

Du Yingzi finally understood this time...

"Good, you fox..."

As soon as Du Yingzi rushed over and raised a finger, she was easily pushed away by Fu Yuanshan and almost fell to the ground.

Qin Gulan smiled and her voice became softer and softer: "You are gentle. Even if you don't have credit, you will work hard..."

Fu Yuanshan smiled coldly and pulled something out of his sleeve and threw it in front of Du Yingzi:

"Retired book?!" Du Yingzi screamed.

"Why is it so unexpected?" Fu Yuanshan stared at her with a straight stomach: "You don't understand Seven Outs. I've been allowing you for a long time..."

"You..."

Du Yingzi opened her teeth and claws and rushed over but was blown away again like a fly. Then she continued indomitably, and then was bounced away... Finally, she was exhausted and fell to the ground, gasped, and her eyes sprayed anger and glanced at the two people, but she could not hurt them at all. Instead, she walked to Cheng Xueyan with great energy.

"Big girl, are you all right?"

Fu Yuanshan laughed so much that the oil on the tip of his nose was about to drip down.

Cheng Xueyan also smiled, but the hand in her sleeve was tightly clenched. Her nails had sunk into the meat, and there was blood flowing out, but she didn't notice it at all.

"The big girl didn't dream of today, did she? As the saying goes, '30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi', which is true. But I don't know what the big girl wants to do now?"

"Since you also said 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, you might as well take a look in 30 years..."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"If the big girl wants to wait and see, it's okay. But 30 years later, the big girl is old and yellow. Even if there is any good thing, how many days can she enjoy? Besides, how do you know that this glory and wealth belong to me, Fu Yuanshan for only 30 years? Lord Shangshu committed a felony, and it's too late to save his life..." He laughed twice, regardless of Qin Gulan's presence. He leaned forward, and his eyes again flowed with a coveted state of saliva: "It's a crime to defect to the enemy and treason. This is a crime of nine clans. The eldest girl is young, so she has no plans?"

Cheng Xueyan sneered: "What do you think I should plan?"

"The eldest girl is now more and more mothurized by the rain and dew, why not..." Fu Yuanshan's nose oozed a number of oil beads, shining in the sun: "Even if you can't give the eldest girl a title, there are so many courtyards in Chengfu, please choose one..."

Qin Gulan picked up Fu Yuanshan's collar with her orchid fingers, and easily raised his head back and patted the thick neck: "Don't be delusional. The eldest girl and Mr. Gu San are more affectionate than Jin. At present, it is the time of adversity. How can we break them up?"

Fu Yuanshan was patted with bones and muscles, but his eyes stuck to Cheng Xueyan reluctantly.

Qin Gulan smiled very charmingly and gently squeezed Fu Yuanshan aside and came to her ear. Her whispers made her ears numb: "I don't know if Mr. Gu has ever regretted it? Now he knows which is fish and which is bear's paw?

Seeing Cheng Xueyan's cold eyes, she shook the peacock blue feather fan to cover her lips and smiled: "Isn't it the same gain or loss? Life is not so perfect. Don't be too greedy..."

Cheng Xueyan was waiting to go back when a burst of footsteps came from behind her.

Looking back, I saw a team of people rushing in with knives and guns.

Later, a jujube red four-lifted silver-top official sedan chair swayed into the door. After landing steadily, the blue-dressed entourage respectfully lifted the soap-colored sedan chair. A man in a cyan official uniform with an embroidered chicken pattern slowly appeared, and his narrow eyes glanced at this side...

Cheng Xueyan only felt a cold shot.

"Lord Yushi..." Fu Yuanshan immediately smiled and ran over.

Qin Gulan glanced at Cheng Xueyan, dropped a "hum" contemptuously, and followed her with a lot of manners.

"I have made great achievements this time. The emperor is very happy. I will add you as the owner of Guan Ju, and I will do my best to be loyal to the emperor in the future..." Wang Qian, the imperial historian, narrowed his eyes and brushed his white beard.

"That's it, but thanks to Lord Yu Shi's promotion, otherwise how can there be Fu today?" Fu Yuanshan Nuo repeatedly flattered him very much.

Wang Qian nodded slightly and glanced at this side again. He fixed it on Cheng Xueyan. There was a flash in the corners of his eyes, but he smiled, but even if he smiled, it made people feel cold.

turned around and whispered to the entourage.

The attendant responded respectfully, straightened his waist in an instant, looked awe-insed, and raised his hand: "Exvict a sinner Cheng Zhun Huai's family and others out of the house..."

The team immediately brought in.

There seemed to be something smashing in the bottom of my heart, splashing countless blood flowers, all over my eyes, making everything in my eyes dyed scarlet, as if it were full of enchanting Manzhu Shahua.

In the blood fog, I faintly saw Qin Gulan looking this way and laughing brightly.

In the blood fog, Fu Yuanshan came attentively with a big belly and came to her with "worry" and said, "Is the big girl going to faint?"

Is she going to faint? She didn't know that she was so angry that she could stand still, because for a moment, she seemed to see herself rushing up and tearing the three proud three into pieces...

Fu Yuanshan smiled and stretched out his hand to help her, but was pushed away by the ink guard who had been following her with the scabbard: "Princess Xinyue has an order not to hurt the big girl..."

As soon as Fu Yuanshan was about to refute, he heard Wang Qian's slow sentence: "Is it the princess's order or the emperor's order?"

"I'm just following the order. As for whether it is the princess's order or the emperor's order, Lord Yu Shi might as well ask the emperor in person for testimony!"

A small bodyguard with a knife was neither humble nor arrogant in the face of the second-grade imperial historian, which made Wang Qian's lips twitch: "I am also ordered by the emperor. In this case, please ask the eldest girl to let me..."

Cheng Xueyan glanced at him and suddenly smiled.

In those clear eyes, there is no sadness and pain that Wang Qian used to have seen when he raided the Qing Mansion, but is particularly cold, like a snow lotus facing the cold and blooming on the top of the mountain. Although it is fragrant, it makes people shudder.

He was waiting to study carefully, but the snow lotus drifted away.

Chengfu has been piled up and down at the door, crying under the push of soldiers.

Du Mizhen seemed to have nothing to do with herself. She stood against the wall and her eyes were stagnant. Tang Fanrou's mother and daughter stood beside him and cried each other.

Qu Leyao's body was also simply covered with a piece of cloth on one side, and Cheng Cangyi was silently guarding aside.

Cheng Junhe rushed up and said in panic: "Big niece, it's true that you are going to kill all over the door?"

Cheng Xueyan's face was calm and only looked at her brother, but she saw that although his clothes were broken and her arms were weakly hanging beside her, she looked firm and fearless.

"I will have a way..." she said silently.

Cheng Zhunhe, who was noisy beside him, didn't hear it clearly and asked, "Big niece, what are you talking about?"

"I will have a way!"

If you say that the sound just now is just comforting others, this sentence is aspire to break the boat.

"Yes, go find Concubine Han!" Tang Fanrou's eyes lit up: "She has been very favored recently and has been awarded the title of noble concubine, as long as she is willing to say something to the emperor..."

Thinking of Liang Peihan's indifference when she entered the palace last time, her suspicion was crazy when the emperor was poisoned... Cheng Xueyan lowered her eyes glancholy. Even if she was a good friend, it was because of a man... At such a moment, she was already thinking about her past friendship without falling into the well.

Turned his head to the ink guard: "Take me to see the emperor!"

The bodyguard did not hesitate at all and sang with his fists in his hands.

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The palace is still magnificent.

At sunset, the sky is full of purple and red. Swarms of birds flew overhead, with countless joys.

Cheng Xueyan looked up at this gorgeous scenery and couldn't help smiling at the corners of her lips.

"Big girl, please."

Luan, who had just finished issuing the imperial edict in Chengfu, walked out of the Feiyun Hall with a respectful look.

Cheng Xueyan restrained her eyes and followed him to step on the white jade step.

The surrounding is filled with the sweet fragrance of dragon saliva, which makes people feel at peace.

Yuwen Hanxing, wearing a ink-red double dragon Lingyun robe, sat on the dragon throne and reviewed two piles of high memorials shelved on the dragon case.

He was very careful, sometimes frowned and meditated, sometimes smiled, and the red pen was silently sketched on the fold.

People often say that men are the most attractive when they are serious, so Cheng Xueyan does not disturb him, but only looks at his heroic and evil side face.

At the second update, the memorial moved from the left to the right of the case.

Yuwen Hanxing put the pen on the case, took a breath, raised his legs, leaned back, leaned comfortably on the dragon chair, and closed his eyes.

When Luan's father-in-law introduced her in, he told Yuwen Hanxing. He only hummed and continued to read without raising his eyes. Cheng Xueyan stood on one side and stood silently for three hours. At present, the legs and feet have lost consciousness, but they are still standing silently like red pillars.

"Come here..."

For a long time, Yuwen Hanxing on the seat vomited like a dream, as if with infinite tenderness.

She took a step and suddenly fell to the ground. Before she could get up, she was held: "Hold for a long time, come and rest..."

She struggled quietly and knelt down to the ground: "Such for the emperor, long live my emperor!"

No need to look up, I know he looks ugly. So after a long time, Fang heard a faint sentence floating on the dragon seat: "Fang body."

"Thank you, Emperor." She got up.

The soreness on the leg is getting heavier, but it still stands in a regular manner.

Yuwen Hanxing didn't say anything for a long time, so she didn't say anything.

Finally, Yuwen Hanxing couldn't stand it: "You asked Jiang's bodyguard to bring you to see me. What's the matter?"

Cheng Xueyan looked down at the two light camellias on the tip of her shoes and suddenly fell to her knees: "Do you remember making a wish for the people..."

"Don't mention your wish to me. What I hate most in this life is to agree to your ghost wish!"

Yuwen Hanxing pounded the table, and the neat folds slipped to the ground in an instant.