If she doesn't get close to Luoyuesheng, she will not be able to take the initiative, and she will not be able to attack Luoyuesheng. If she wants to get rid of Xia Wan, it is a fantasy.
The maid also knew Li Liangliang's temperament, as long as it was something Li Liangliang didn't want to do, even if Luo Yuesheng came in person, she couldn't make her compromise. Unless Li Liangliang figured it out on his own, it would be the arrival of Da Luo Jinxian, and Li Liangliang would never compromise.
She is such a woman who never gets angry about irrelevant people.
"Yes, that servant will retreat first." Li Liangliang's temperament became more withdrawn after a arrogant illness. If Luo Yuesheng hadn't come to the Snow Song Platform, I was afraid that Li Liangliang could sit still all day. , Like a stone sculpture, the plastic seal is extremely lonely and tall.
When the maid left, she still looked at Li Liangliang more carefully. For some reason, she always felt that her own mother seemed to be more deserted today. On weekdays, Li Liangliang is cold, but at least it is not what it is today, and strangers should not enter too much.
Seeing Li Liangliang's uncharacteristic appearance, the maidservant became more concerned.
I was afraid that Li Liangliang had just had a nightmare, and he would become so cold after waking up, and he would not be far away.
After the handmaid stepped back, Li Liangliang was left in the huge hall.
She held her forehead a little bit annoyed, but she still felt it was her temper. If she hadn't had this kind of dream, she would have forgotten, where was her original intention of entering the palace.
Right now Feng Jiuge had such a thing, and even the clans related to the Feng clan were shunned. Feng Jiuge disappeared, and the prince of the Western Regions was also strangled in the Western Regions.
She could see clearly that sooner or later Chu Luo and the Western Regions will have a fierce battle to be fought, but this is no longer a battle between the Western Regions and Chu Luo. Gu Beiyan will not let anyone insult Feng Jiuge.
When the Feng clan was taken over, Prince Tan’s Mansion would not sit idly by. It was a matter of time for Gu Beiyan to act on Luoyuesheng.
What she should do most now is to remove Xia Wan earlier. Luoyuesheng has many capable officers and generals around him. Among them, Xia Yunian is special. Although Xia Yunian is a courtier, it still depends on Xia Wan's face.
After the eldest sister, the Xia family bowed their heads to Luoyuesheng. Otherwise, according to Xia's own influence, the family would have been the only one, so why bother to subdue to Luoyuesheng.
As the gatekeeper of Luoyuesheng sitting firmly on the throne, Xia Yunian had to start with the Xia family if he wanted to cut off an arm of Luoyuesheng.
Xia Wan had been directed at Feng Jiuge before, but now that he has achieved his goal, he will definitely refocus the spear on himself. Last time Xia Wan didn't make Xia Wan pay the price she deserved because she underestimated the enemy.
Furthermore, if Xia Wanru hadn't relied on that piece of meat in her belly, she would still not be able to sit on the queen's throne.
As long as she thinks about it, it couldn't be easier for Xia Wan to be alienated by Luo Yuesheng. It's just that she didn't bother to instigate, except for Luo Yuesheng to find out that Xia Wan had intentions, she would not easily reveal her purpose.
If she stayed still, it would only allow Xia Wan to preemptively. If she couldn't succeed in one fell swoop, no amount of deployment would be of any use.
Li Liangliang thought, his dark eyes flashed sharply.
She guessed that the current Luo Yuesheng values Prince Tan Palace very much, and even guards against Gu Beiyan's every move, when everyone's eyes are fixed on Prince Tan Palace, she is surprised.
Xia Wan couldn't have imagined that she would be able to use the method of hurting the enemy a thousand, and hurting herself by 800.
In a small pavilion, a woman stands alone. Behind her, there are vast bamboo shadows, and the wind rustles the bamboo body, passing a piece of indifference.
The woman's body is thin and thin, and her plain white clothes can't conceal the coldness of her whole body, and her slender waist, which is not full, is tied with a peerless purple jade. The jade is transparent and natural, and it is carefully crafted to be particularly appropriate.
She carried the vast bamboo forest on her back like this, and she seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world.
In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.
Unknowingly, there was a faint fragrance of peach blossoms, mixed with the freshness of green bamboo, but it was a rare good smell and refreshing.
Feng Jiuge walked towards the depths of the jungle step by step, unknowingly, lost his way.
The white brocade shoes stepped into the pink paved ground, and what you saw was a peach blossom forest. At the end of the peach forest, there is a lake that connects with the mountains.
A man dressed in a luxurious black brocade robe stood by the lake with his hands behind his back.
Feng Jiuge was stunned, stopped, and slowly narrowed his eyes, looking at the man.
The whole body seems to be woven and dyed in black, which makes people only feel dangerous. Especially the piece of black jade he wore around his waist, the pure jade quality faced the vast fog, still showing a faint brilliance.
But where did Feng Jiuge have seen this piece of jade
The breeze blew the men's blue silk, dyed like a black brocade. The distant mountains and lakes, peaches and forests are few, like a pair of ink and wash paintings. A touch of warmth, a touch of coolness, indescribable elegance and grace, endless grace and grace.
Feng Jiuge looked at the man, squinted his cool eyes and opened them again, a sharp light flashed under his eyes, and shot straight at the man's back without reservation.
"Don't be unharmed, Princess Tan."
In a moment, Feng Jiuge just withdrew his gaze, turned abruptly, and was about to leave with a calm face, but at the moment he turned, the man suddenly turned his head, the face that arrogantly looked down upon the sky, and a gentle smile came from the corner of his mouth. It is also Qingyue Wenrun.
At this time, there are blue limestone bricks at the foot, and every few steps around are towering ancient trees. This temple reveals a simple atmosphere, the vicissitudes of life and solemnity, along with the accumulation of the past, in which all living beings are equal, and all debris and locks seem to be covered in dust.
The night breeze is blowing, and the plain white clothes are blown up like waves and water, surging extraordinarily freely, blending with the faint stars and moonlight in the sky.
A black figure with a long neck stood facing the window, and the moonlight cast on him through the faint thin clouds, coating his face with deception and Saixue with a faint brilliance. The cool breeze blew his blue silk, evoking a coolness. Bai Yu's fingertips knocked down on the window sills, accompanied by the endless sound of wooden fish in the temple, which seemed exceptionally harmonious in the quiet night.
"Lord!" It was supposed to be the most beautiful picture, but it was broken by one person's sudden intrusion.
After a while, the man spoke slowly, "What happened to Nine-Nine?"
Before he heard the words, smiled bitterly.
Sure enough, the person who can keep the prince in his heart from time to time, except Feng Jiuge, is afraid that there will be no second person. I don't know what curse Feng Jiuge put on his prince, which made him obsessed with this.
I have seen a lot of idiotic men and women, but the relationship between Feng Jiuge and his prince has never been smooth sailing.
Feng Jiuge now has something wrong again, and the two of them are moving further and further away. Especially, Feng Jiuge has a knot in his heart, I'm afraid that this meeting will not be so easy to untie.