Chapter 164 Angry Attack

Returning to the palace, Ling Yue went straight to the file room of the Supervisory Yuan and retrieved all the files about the perfumer. Xie Yinxue watched Ling Yue leave hurriedly with a large pile of dilapidated files and slowly walked through the wooden shelves that had been removed from the files. After three times, she muttered, "The perfumer..."

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Ling Yue did not directly check those files in the Supervision Institute, but returned to Qinghe Hall. However, as soon as Ling Yue returned to the Qinghe Hall, she smelled an extremely strong smell of blood. Looking at the flowing night beside her, she had already frowned and looked solemn.

With an uneasy mood, Ling Yue slowly walked into the yard with the file in her arms. Then, four bloody bodies came into sight. Although their faces could not be seen clearly, they could still be identified from the clothes worn by the four people. They were Xing'er, Yun'er, Laifu and Xiaoshun.

Ling Yue's shoulders trembled slightly, and her face was a little ferocious. She walked slowly into the yard and stopped beside the four bodies.

"I just died in less than half an hour." Compared with Ling Yue, Liu Ye's face did not have any expression and even looked a little indifferent.

"Night, find someone to deal with it. If this incident did not disturb the emperor, then there is no need to say anything. If it disturbs the emperor, say that the four slaves tried to steal and were beaten to death by me. Then, Ling Yue stopped looking at the bodies and walked straight to the room.

Fortunately, Ling Yue's Qinghe Hall is located in a remote place, and no one usually comes, so that no one knows that the four slaves died. However, as soon as Liu Ye was about to start dealing with the body, Liu Xi came. Rarely, although Liu Xi was surprised when he saw the bodies, he looked calm. From Liu Xi's inquiring eyes, Liu Ye said lightly, "Oh, they stole property and were beaten to death by the princess. What's wrong with Grandpa Liu?

"Our family is not working for the emperor yet. The emperor invited the dean to the Qinglong Hall, and all the ministers are waiting in the hall."

"Oh." Liu Ye answered.

Stepping on the white jade steps and looking up at the Qinglong Hall, which was almost towering into the clouds, Ling Yue's heart suddenly raised an unprecedented anger. The anger gradually turned into hatred burning in her chest, making her feel that it was difficult to breathe.

Why, why... Ling Yue only felt a sudden sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out and sprinkled on the snow jade steps. At the moment when Ling Yue fell down, Liu Ye firmly hugged her. Seeing this situation, Liu Xi immediately hurriedly ran to the Qinglong Hall and scolded Liu Ye harshly, "The Royal Hospital is not there."

"But when the emperor is there, I have to report to the emperor first."

In a coma, the corners of Ling Yue's mouth rose gently. Liu Ye looked at the smile at the corner of Ling Yue's mouth, which seemed to be desperate and cruel.

At night, there are many stars.

Ling Yue slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a strange room, but from the perspective of the pattern, it was several times better than the Qinghe Hall: "Louye... Where is this?"

"Chengfu Hall." While Liu Ye spoke softly, Xia Di came in.

"Ling Yue, the imperial doctor just saw it and said that you were angry. Tell me what made you so angry?"

Ling Yue turned her eyes and said, "It's not the four damn slaves who stole my treasure box and didn't admit it, so they were beaten to death by me."

"Oh..." Emperor Xia said, "Then you can rest. There is nothing missing in this Chengfu Hall. Your Qinghe Hall is really too dilapidated. When you get better, you can move to the uterus."

"Hm?"

"What? Your princess doesn't live in the uterus. Where do you want to live?

Princess? When did I become a princess?" Ling Yue asked stupidly.

"Not now, but soon. As soon as Wuchen comes back, I will let you two get married, but after all, you are not a nobleman of the State of Xia, so I can only give you a prince's side concubine, but all the etiquette is according to the imperial concubine. What do you think?

Ling Yue asked, "Your Majesty, you just asked Liu Xi to call me into the palace. What's the matter?"

"Actually, it's just about the princess. Ha ha, you know that there are always some stubborn old guys in the court, so I summoned you to the palace and want to be canonized in public."

"Your Majesty, this is not urgent..."

"Don't worry? You are already in your twenties. Do you want to wait a few more years?

Ling Yue thought to himself, even if he was in his twenties, wouldn't he hit the wall at the age of 30? "Well, let's wait until Wuchen comes back..."

"Okay, Wuchen will come back in more than ten days, and now he is in Liuzhou. Well, I won't disturb your rest. Just tell Liu Xi if you need anything. He will be outside all the time.

After Emperor Xia left, Ling Yue casually found an excuse to send Liu Xi away.

"Ryu Ye, why do I feel like I'm being watched?"

"Sister, you are too careful." Liu Ye said, "Sister, why on earth are you so angry? What a lot of anger."

Ling Yue sighed and shook her head: "I don't know why, but I felt that my chest was stuffy, and then I vomited blood."

"Sister, I also took your pulse before the royal doctor came. It's really angrily. And, sister, you smiled when you fainted.

Ling Yue tried to recall, and then Liu Xi's words echoed in his ear: But when the emperor is there, I have to report to the emperor first. Thinking of this, Ling Yue smiled unconsciously again: "Is that so?"

Nod at night, indicating the default.

"Ryu Ye, imperial power... I hate imperial power." Ling Yue said slowly, "This is the reason why I am so angry. When I stepped on the white jade steps and looked up at the Qinglong Hall, I was wondering why he sat on the dragon chair that controlled all the power of life and death, and why did he control my life and death?"

"Are you talking about Your Highness Seven?"

Ling Yue smiled bitterly and said, "Lu Ye, you are so smart. Anyone who hears my words will think that I hate Emperor Xia.

"It is His Royal Highness who will sit on the throne in the future."

"Yes, one day he will become a king and a king with the power of life and death. I will not allow such a situation to happen and will never allow it." Ling Yue clenched her fists and bit her lower lip gently.

Ling Yue did not know that her anger had planted a seed for her future fate, and one was enough to return her originally changed fate to its original track. Many years later, Ling Yue recalls the original decision and will feel that no decision in her life is more stupid than it.

Naturally, Xia Wuchen, who is far away in Liuzhou, would not know Ling Yue's worries, but as time went by, he found that he did like Ling Yue, but not too strong. Many times, Xia Wuchen is trapped in a contradiction. This kind of contradiction sometimes drives him crazy and at a loss. If only she wasn't so strong.

"What are you thinking about?" Ouyang Wan turned his head and looked at the absent-minded Xia Wuchen.

"I'm thinking about Ling Yue. If only she was not so strong."

"Haha, what are you thinking about? It turns out that you are thinking about your wife." Ouyang Wan said with a smile, "But speaking of which, your wife is really strong, but dust-free. You seem to be weak, but you are also a strong person. I really don't know what you two can do in the future."

"What should I do?"

"It's always not good for the strong to be together." Ouyang Wan said, "Also, now that you have become the master of Baichuan Hall, you should show a little masculinity anyway."

"What does this have to do with masculinity?" Xia Wuchen glanced at Ouyang Wan.

"It doesn't matter, okay, since it doesn't matter, let's go to roast chicken at noon today. Of course, it's your treat."

"Hey, it's my treat all the way, and you treat me occasionally." Xia Wuchen complained.

"Alas, as the prince of a country, you are ashamed to treat me, a poor minister. Alas, God is not allowed, God is not allowed..."

"I don't want to invite you. Is it like you?" Xia Wuchen can't stand Ouyang Wan's crying on the street. If he ignore it again, I'm afraid Ouyang Wan will burst into tears. "Let's go. Don't be wronged here. Let's go to dinner."

"Is it your treat?"

"It's my treat. Let's go, uncle."

"Hee hee, who made you rich?" Ouyang Wan said with a smile.

Suddenly, Xia Wuchen's eyes fell on Ouyang Wan's hair and stared at it for a long time: "Your hair seems to be a little red."

Ouyang Wan pinched a bunch and looked at it for a long time. Sure enough, as Xia Wuchen said, the original silver-white hair color was a little red, but if you don't look carefully, you won't find it: "Bad, is the stinky girl true?"

"Is it broken?"

"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die." Ouyang Wan was also skeptical of Lan Xiaoyou's words at first, but when he saw that his hair really began to turn red, he couldn't help trembling.

"What should I do? Are we still going to eat?"

"Of course we have to eat and find a way after dinner." Ouyang Wan said with a smile.

A meal was not pleasant. Although Ouyang Wan didn't care about his face, he was still in a trance. Xia Wuchen saw it and knew that Ouyang Wan was really a little worried. Anyway, the broken intestines were really scary.

"Are you all right?"

Ouyang picked up his glass and drank it all: "It's okay. Do you think I'm in trouble?"

"I think you look worried."

"Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, a strange laugh came from behind the two of them. Ouyang Wan and Xia Wuchen turned around at the same time and saw a woman in blue with her hands in her waist and a bright smile. Ouyang Wan was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall down: "Blue, blue... Blue Xiaoyou. Why are you here?"