Chapter 259

As soon as the morning court was dispersed, Gu Linlang headed straight to the imperial study with a gloomy face. The eunuchs and maids behind her trotted and complained in her heart that King Ling had touched the empress's brow early in the morning.

Your Majesty, you haven't gone to have a meal yet!His Majesty!...

I am not hungry, don't bother me.

Before the little maid could say anything later, the empress in the dragon robe stepped into the room as soon as she stepped into the room, the two doors were thrown together, almost hitting the eunuch who wanted to follow.

Gu Linlang was the only one left in the magnificent hall. She slowly walked towards the golden chair behind the desk, feeling that the short distance was almost exhausted.

The cold golden eagle's head under his hands was a little uncomfortable, and the brocade mat sitting under his butt made people feel uncomfortable.

She clearly occupies a high position, but she doesn't feel safe at all.

It's been... so many years.Gu Linlang couldn't help but sigh softly, and she leaned on the dragon throne alone, pinching her eyebrows weakly.

I couldn't help but recall the day I first ascended the throne, as if it was yesterday.

Zhao'er.

He reached out and took out the flawed piece of white jade from his arms, and the cool-looking female general in his mind came to his mind again.

When I first met, the man's short and fat little hands tightly held the wooden gun, and looked at her stubbornly and aggrievedly and said that he would be responsible. Gu Linlang still couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw the red memorials piled up high on the table, Gu Linlang's face suddenly became low again.

It's really disappointing.After all, the King of Ling's secret tricks that could not be on the table should be almost exhausted. Otherwise, how could he think of stuffing people around him?

He reached out to pick up a memorial. Before he could see the contents of the second line, Gu Linlang couldn't help throwing out the things in his hand. But strangely, she didn't hear the sound of the memorial falling to the ground.

Looking up, a woman in white was holding her memorial that she had just dropped, walking towards her step by step.

The person's face was hidden in the hood, and his whole movements were light, and he had already reached the platform in just a blink of an eye. The oncoming aura was mysterious and extraordinary: Your habit of throwing memorials has not changed.

When did you come back?Seeing this person suddenly appear, Gu Linlang not only did not feel nervous but breathed a sigh of relief.

She reached out to take the memorial handed over by the woman and threw it on the table casually and continued: Have you brought back what I want?

It has been ruined.As soon as the woman said something, Gu Linlang couldn't help but stand up. She supported the table with both hands and gritted her teeth and said: What's going on?Why was it ruined?

It fell into the stove and melted and deformed.

This person's indifferent tone made Gu Linlang a little angry, but when she thought of Qu Baisha's temperament, she felt like she was poured with cold water and gradually calmed down.

You didn't stop him?With her martial arts, can't she bring the sword back?So where does Situ Kui do?Thinking of this, Gu Linlang's original plan was shaken.

It's too late.

Qu Baisha's neutral voice makes people unable to hear the gender, but her tough attitude doesn't seem to be servile to the empress in front of her.

I didn't do what I promised you, so I still owe you two requests.Qu Baisha reached out and pulled her hood lightly. She seemed to not like this place, and she turned around and wanted to leave before Gu Linlang could speak.

Gu Linlang looked at Qu Baisha's back silently without saying a word to stop him, but his dark eyes became deeper and deeper, and his fingers that were pressed on the table turned white.

It’s almost time to reach the White Feather Festival... What should I do without the Break Worry Sword?

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Ring Wangpu

The fragrance of the garden is filled with flowers, and a small pavilion is located in it in the corner.In the pavilion, a woman in white veil sat cross-legged on the futon, with her long hair tied up with her bare hands, lowered her eyebrows and eyes to look at the guzheng on her legs gently.

When my long hair is tied up, my fingertips gently pluck the strings of the piano. The tone of the zither sound is as crisp and elegant as flowing water. Even the butterflies resting on the flowers are flying over, surrounding the pavilion for a long time and are reluctant to leave.

Such a beautiful scene makes people feel moved.

A pretty boy secretly snatched on the wall, staring at the people in the pavilion through the green pond, without feeling the sound of footsteps coming and going behind him.

Until a big hand picked up the collar behind him, pulled the person off the wall, and threw it hard on the ground.

Hey, who is so brave that he dares to treat me like this!Do you know... You Cheng was thrown into dizziness for a moment, and he only saw the tall figure of a man in a vague way.

But after the blurred feeling faded, the man's cold and hard face appeared in his sight. You Cheng quickly swallowed the words behind him into his throat and said with a smile: It turns out that it's big brother, Ah, why are you so polite? I'll jump off by myself if you shout.

You Qing was unmoved, and still stared at You Cheng's guilty face with sharp eyes. He asked in a low voice: Why are you here again?Didn’t the King of Ling explain that we cannot get involved in Tingxue Pavilion.

Oh, I'm just... lost.You Cheng glanced around in a panic and said something he didn't even believe.

Every time I get lost in this place?You Qing held his forehead helplessly when he heard this. Why did he twitch his mind and take this cheating sister out of the city?

Don't run around. The military affairs have been decided with King Ling. If you annoy him again, it will be difficult for me to exonerate you.

Thinking of You Guo’s current situation, You Cheng couldn’t help but tighten his hands, pursed his lips and just nodded obediently.

It is the autumn harvest now, but now many places on the grassland are deserted, and there is nothing to harvest and eat for food withering.

Such a severe drought is rare in a century. In recent years, just borrowing grain from Jingguo, it can no longer satisfy the traveling country...

After leaving, King Ling has returned to his home. If he lets him see you and I are here, it will be difficult to explain.You Qing held You Cheng's shoulder with one hand and led her outward, leaving only a stronger sound from behind.

As soon as the two of them turned around and left, a dark shadow flashed and jumped into the yard. The man was so agile that he had reached the side of the zither-playing man in the blink of an eye.

But the man seemed to have no reaction and continued to play the gentle and low song under his fingers.When the last syllable fell on the song, the snow-white palm quietly fell on the zither surface.

You are back, how are you doing this?Ruan Daixue did not turn around, but stared at her zheng's face with an extremely cold expression.

...The people from the Hall of Yama are chasing us, but this time they are affected and have not succeeded.Ruan Daibing took off the veil from her head and revealed her delicate face, which was exactly the same as the person in front of her.

... The fingertips tensed, and the string under the palm suddenly collapsed. After a noise, the original zither was ruined.

Ruan Daibing looked at the best zheng with regret, and lowered her eyebrows and held the blood-stained horizontal knife in her hand tightly.

Somehow, her mood suddenly became depressed again... The girl who promised to serve her has been away for a long time.

But why did she still miss it?