Chapter 457: Slay (2)

Xiao Fengqing skimmed her thin lips and fixed her beautiful eyes: "Thank you? You still need to thank you?"
He said to step forward, stood in front of her, and brushed her fingers with a touch of coldness over her eyebrows, and suddenly said, "Don't frown ..."
His fingers lingered on her face, brushing the knot bulging from her eyebrows. Nie Wushuang looked at her with no expression.
"Do you know what you look like?" Xiao Fengqing asked suddenly.
Nie Wushuang waved his hand and asked lightly, "Like what?"
"Like killing gods, you look like you are going to kill immediately." Xiao Fengqing leaned down and said gently against her ears: "You forgot, the king told you that the more you want to kill, the more you want laugh……"
The words that seemed to have passed by her ears stirred a thousand layers of waves in her heart. Nie Wushuang's pupils shrank, and when he looked at him again, Xiao Fengqing already had a charming smile on his face, and slowly turned to leave.
His words echoed in his ears, and Nie Wushuang touched his cheek, leaving the bitter aroma on his palm.
She looked at the gorgeous flowers in front of the courtyard, and the sigh of relief between the brows gradually subsided. Yes, how could she forget, to laugh, to laugh all the time ...
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When Nie Wushuang returned to the palace, it was just twilight. She held a handful of bright chrysanthemums and slowly walked into the "Chenghua Palace." A palace person knelt down on both sides to greet him. Nie Wushuang looked at the front of the palace Familiar faces, smiled, and stepped into the hall.
Sure enough, Xiao Fengyi was wearing a silver-gray uniform, Junyi was slim, and he was holding a roll of books and looking at the window. He heard the noise, and turned back, and could not help laughing: "Zi Tong is back."
Nie Wu held the flowers with both hands. He stepped forward to see him and smiled, "Is the emperor waiting for the courtier? The courtier is really panic."
Even though she said that, her eyes were bright, her smile was bright, and her cheeks were slightly red because of the sun. The glamorous look was a little brighter than the flowers in her hands.
Xiao Fengyi helped her up, took the chrysanthemum in her hand, looked carefully, and her longing was revealed: "I remember that I also went to Huguang Temple a few years ago. Qiuju there is really beautiful."
With a smile, Nie Wushuang ordered the palace lady to hold a beautiful lady and raise the flowers with clear water. Then she asked, "Why didn't the emperor go with the minister today to take a look? Besides chrysanthemum wine, you can drink some chrysanthemum wine. ? "
Xiao Fengxi shaved her nose pettly: "How can there be so many leisurely feelings? It's you, you are distressed in the palace, so you often walk out of the palace."
His concerns overflowed with words, and the smile on Nie Wushuang's face froze slightly, but she soon covered the unnaturalness in her eyes and laughed: "It is not interesting for Chen Ye to travel alone."
Xiao Fengzhen smiled, and was about to speak again. Nie Wushuang took out a delicate sachet from her arms. She passed the sachet to Xiao Fengchen's hands, and smiled sweetly: "This is the abbot in the temple to Huguang Temple. The peace sign requested, the emperor to bring it. "
Xiao Fengxuan opened the sachet, and when she saw a piece of rune paper, she lay quietly in it. There were also a lot of dried chrysanthemums in the sachet, which was very fragrant. His eyes warmed: "Zi Tong is interested."
He said solemnly in his arms, Nie Wushuang stepped forward to arrange his placket for him, and suddenly she said quietly: "The emperor, the courtiers hope that the emperor will be safe and secure, and never be in danger like that one day ..."
Her waist was tight, Xiao Feng gave her a soft, quiet voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid. I won't be okay."
"But ..." Nie Wushuang raised his head, his eyes anxious: "But the emperor! So the assassin knew so much about the emperor's whereabouts, didn't the emperor want to check who it was?"
Xiao Fengyan Jun Yan Bolan did not move, quiet abnormal.
Nie Wushuang kept pursuing: "The emperor ... is there any hidden secret that cannot be achieved?"
"Wusou!" Xiao Fengxuan let go of her, and Jianmei frowned slightly. "Don't ask more about this kind of thing."
"Emperor!" Nie Wushuang glanced unwillingly: "Why is the emperor so despised about his safety?"
Xiao Fengxi heard the words and remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "This is not a matter of being alone, you don't understand." He turned back to seeing the unwillingness and resentment in Nie Wushuang's eyes, his heart softened, and he took her into her arms: " Don't think about it, as long as you are the emperor, this kind of thing will not be cut off. You have long been used to it. "
Nie Wushuang leaned against his chest and remained silent for a long time before she whispered: "No, it must be cut off. The emperor is not only the emperor, but also the courtier's husband. If the emperor is in trouble, how should the courtiers gain a foothold in the palace? ? "
Xiao Fengxi was shocked, and couldn't help looking at her seriously. Nie Wushuang had already turned back, leaving him with a cold back: "The emperor promised that he would not fall into danger in the court, so please the emperor to take care of himself ... "
Xiao Fengxuan watched her shoulder tremble slightly, and stepped over her body, only to find that there were tears in her eyes.
He looked at her tears, and could not help but be angry and laughed again: "Well, I promise you, you must investigate thoroughly! Is this always okay?"
There was persuasion in his tone, and Nie Wushuang sighed, knowing that he was just perfunctory. If he wants to investigate thoroughly, what good is it to check again at this time? It's long gone.
"Okay, there are chrysanthemum wines in various places for tribute. You just mentioned that today, I happened to have two glasses with you ..." Xiao Fengxi smiled, turned around and ordered the palace people to go to the royal meal and pass the wine.
Sure enough, it was a tribute to the tribute. Before it even came, the fragrance of chrysanthemums overflowed the whole hall, and it was like being in a sea of ​​autumn chrysanthemum flowers.
Nie Wushuang looked at Qingying's drink, and then looked at the gentle and elegant Xiao Fengxuan in front of him, passing a warning with poisonous juice in his ear.
"... The king told you that the more you want to kill, the more you laugh ...
With a smile on her face, she turned her bright eyes and said softly to Xiao Fengzhang: "The emperor, Chen Yuan wants to go to Huguang Temple for a few days.
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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Bing may be even more two, and today I'm going out to party with friends! Khan, see if you can come back sooner, you may get another chapter if you return early. I sweat! Sorry!