She was irritable for a while, pacing, her eyes fell on the mobile phone on the table, and she casually put it in the purse hanging around her waist.
"Ali, are you going?" After thinking for a while, he looked up at Long Feili.
Seeing her charming appearance, Long Feili smiled and stroked her hair, "If you go, I will go, if you don't go, I will do what!"
She likes to hear his words, besides the king of a country, he is also her husband.
She smiled and was just about to ask Diefeng's little palace maid to tell Long Zijin that she was not going to go, but there were some voices coming from the hall outside, Long Feili frowned slightly, "Diefeng, go take a look."
Diefeng respectfully stepped back, and walked in a hurry, the door didn't even close, Xuanji went to close the door, just turned around, Long Feili had come behind her, she smiled lightly, then raised her arms Wrap his neck.
He picked her up, walked to the soft couch by the window and sat down, she bent down and took off his shoes for him, and put on his embroidered shoes herself, and put his legs on the pillow.
Chi Chi watched the man's cold eyes slowly soften, Xuanji was about to speak, but there was a hurried knock on the door.
The two looked at each other, Long Feili was slightly impatient, and said coldly, "Come in."
What came in was Diefeng, little Luzi, a few palace maids, and a young servant.
When the servant saw the two of them, he immediately bowed down and saluted, Xuanji looked at the servant at fifteen or sixteen years old, and he looked very cute. It becomes more and more absurd, and there is no distinction between honor and inferiority, go back and tell your master, and say that I do not let Concubine Nian go there, and ask him if he still has this brother in his eyes, don't deceive his ninth sister-in-law so you can talk!"
Connected to the servant, all the palace servants were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe lightly: the emperor was angry.
Only then did Xuanji realize that the servant in front of her was a boy from Long Zijin's house. She saw the boy's eyes trembling and twitching, but she looked at herself timidly, thinking that Long Zijin must be in a hurry, so she would send someone over to spread the word soon. , and sent his personal servant over.
She glanced at Long Feili quietly, and was trying to figure out how to persuade, but Long Feili waved his hand and ordered, "Let's all go down."
Everyone dared to say anything, and they were about to file back when the servant turned back to look at Xuanji, and Long Feili sneered: "Tell your master, I will accompany Concubine Nian over here."
The little servant was surprised and delighted, and said, "Long live Lord, the prince has changed the location to Bixia Palace."
Diefeng had been with Xuanji for a while, and he knew how to look at the emperor, so he quickly pulled the boy and backed away.
Xuanji sighed slightly, "When you get there later, don't get angry with Zijin."
Long Fei was noncommittal, leaned over and grasped Xuanji's feet, putting on her shoes. Xuanji felt uneasy. Seeing him like this, Long Zijin was afraid that he would be punished later, so she reached out and pushed him, and said softly in his ear, "He is also suffering, so if you are a big brother, you will be considerate. Okay?"
Seeing that the man was silent, Xuanji pushed him again.
"Um."
Long Feili was silent for a while before throwing out a word.
Bixia Palace.
Xuanji didn't expect that so many people would be there, Long Zijin, Xiahouchu, Duan Yuhuan, even Xia Sang and Yuzhi, not to mention Xu Xi and Qingfeng-Long Feili's people came over.
Long Feili's thoughts, coupled with the rift between her and Ruyi... Xuanji understood that everyone other than Xu Xi came to see Long Zijin's face. This is also the reason why Long Zijin chose to be in the remote place of Bixia Palace, so that everyone can see it. Ruyi must have said goodbye to the Queen Mother beforehand.
When Yuzhi saw Xuanji, she immediately smiled and came over to pull her affectionately. Xuanji patted her hand, eyebrows moved, and finally looked at Ruyi who was standing beside Long Zijin.
She has lost a lot of weight. She wears a light pink dress, with no flower embroidery. Her face is pale and haggard, and her face becomes more and more sharp. However, her eyes were very bright and bright, which was quite different from her face.
Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, and an uneasy and strange feeling slowly pierced from the bottom of her heart, and a mist generally surrounded her heart. It's not obvious, but it does exist.
When everyone saw the two of them coming, they hurried to greet them. Long Zijin smiled and said, "Ruyi will stay in the courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing."
As he spoke, he looked at Ruyi again, and said softly, "Didn't you have something to tell Concubine Nian the day you were taken away by the Queen Mother?"
Ruyi didn't speak, and even when everyone greeted her just now, she stood still, her crescent eyebrows knitted, and her eyes were staring at Long Feili and Xuanji not far away.
I don't know who she is looking at, the emperor or the concubine Nian? Everyone's heart froze, but they heard her suddenly say in a low voice: "Is it you?"
Others don't know, but Xuanji knows that she is looking at Long Feili, because her eyes do not meet her own.
Xuanji was having doubts in her heart, but she saw that she turned her gaze slightly, and her voice trembled immediately: "Sony Ericsson?"
With a sound like thunder hitting her heart, Xuanji was instantly stunned. She slowly lowered her head to look at the small purse around her waist. When she put it down just now, a piece of mobile phone was exposed from the purse.
Some things and nightmares are destined to be avoided, but if Xia Sang and Yuzhi were married the next day, she and Long Feili did not go to Bixia Palace, then, would it be possible to avoid many things from happening later
His eyes were fixed on the mirror, on the woman's startled face, and looking at the hot and humid eyes, Zhu Qi smiled lightly. This mirror was called "Su".
A mirror, a smile, a thousand years of fingertips.
If you watch someone else's play in the mirror, you may burst into tears, but it won't hurt, maybe it will hurt, but it won't last long. After laughing and crying, you can continue tomorrow's prosperity, that would be great.
This is 2010, China, No. 18 Xining Street.