Chapter 7: Bitter past

The breeze is blowing, the water is wavy, the willows are dancing, the flowers are colorful, the grass is green, the birds are moaning, and they are as beautiful as scrolls. In the heart of the lake, there is a shadow of beauty, a blue emerald shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered water, mist, and green grass, and a light blue emerald thin smoke gauze. Fatty gas is like a blue orchid.
Raising my eyes to the sky, there was a touch of sorrow in the eyes, and the deep eyes contained too much, there were thoughts, worries, sadness, and unwillingness.
It's been fifteen years in this strange world. From the beginning of the nagging and helplessness to the present, feel at ease, handy, from a baby with no chicken power to grow slowly to this step, how much has been paid I will understand in my heart.
There is a smile of dementor in the corner of his mouth, and the helplessness in his eyes reveals the mood at this moment. In this age of men and women, if you are not strong yourself, how can you control your destiny? It is not a society ruled by law in the twenty-first century, but feudal monarchy. People who are accustomed to democracy must adapt to and recognize autocracy, for fear that no one is willing to yield. She was a special soldier in the previous life, and in this life she will never tolerate her cowardice. She has to become stronger. Only in this way can she firmly control her destiny in her own hands under such social conditions.
She has a good master and a good father. Two of them taught her the martial arts. One taught her rejuvenating medicine and the poisonous technique of taking life between her fingers, plus her physical fitness. Wu Gong's training, and the catalysis of elixir, martial arts has already reached the end of Genting. The deep internal force is afraid that non-jiazi can match it.
There are too many hardships along the way. The poison of my aunt and the bullying of my sister-in-law have been forbearing. Just waiting for one day's success, we will take the principal and interest into consideration. Paper imperial edict. Gently smiled, I could not help but fate, her fate has always been in her own hands, has nothing to do with others, even if that person is the pinnacle of autocracy.
"Master, master is here." Chu Feng did not know when he appeared behind Leng Yetong, dropped his head slightly, and said respectfully.
"What is he here for?" Retracted the inexhaustible heart, put away the rare weakness, the arc of the mouth just right, asked lightly.
"Back to the master, the young master said that he wanted to discuss the lord of Kao with the master." Chu Feng's expression was cold, and she really told Leng Yeran's words to Leng Yetong.
"What happened to me? I didn't expect him to come quickly. I must have come directly after meeting with King Jinnan and the prince." Leng Yetong smiled slightly and shook his head slightly. There was something in Feng's eyes. Helpless, her brother was always so anxious, then laughed, "Let's go, Chu Feng, take me to see the young master."
"Yes." Chu Feng responded, leading Leng Yetong before, and the two disappeared into the lakeside pavilion. After a while, they reached the door of the study.
Chu Feng pushed the door of the study open, sent Leng Yetong into the study, and then closed the door of the study outside, and then the gatekeeper usually guarded the door to prevent any orders from the master or the peeping of the wrongdoer.
Sandalwood lingers in the study, with a hint of coolness, and there are birds in front of the window, while the man in the study is teasing the birds leisurely, with a smile on his lips.
"Brother, you're intrigued." Leng Yetong went into the study, looked at this brother who was a mother and his own, with a smirk on his lips, went to the chair and sat down, knocking gently on the table, He said ridiculously, "Is it because the Prime Minister's House has no birds, and I want you to come and amuse me?"
"There is a lot of birds in the Prime Minister's House, but it's not as good as you." Leng Yeran smiled gently, stroking the bird at hand, patted it gently, and the bird flew away. The birds were sent away, and Leng Yeran sat down on the chair opposite Leng Yetong, and said with a smile, "My good sister, you've just walked away and you are cheerful and happy. What does it look like? "
"What do you do with me?" Leng Yetong raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Did you not understand my temperament, considering that others seem to be inconsistent with my style?"
"Leng Lianxin heard that you were about to marry Queen Jinnan and almost smashed the Prime Minister's Mansion, and even her mother was sickened by her." Leng Yeran smiled slightly as he scratched the lid of the tea cup. He said, "Who doesn't know that the eldest daughter-in-law on the prime minister's house is cold and compassionate, and by means of Aunt Liu, I believe that even if Wang Jinan doesn't want it, this cold compassion will appear on his bed. Now you mess After everything, what do you think they should do? "
"Well, what good things can the two unsuccessful women do? They aren't allowed to think about how to count me now, just like in these years." Leng Yetong heard her face look cold and her lips drenched. With a sneer, a flash of murderousness flashed in Feng's eyes, "My tolerance for these years seems to have fueled their spirit, but now that the time is ripe, I will never let them go. Since they like to climb the dragon and attach the Phoenix, why don't I help them? What about one? "
"Hitomi, what are you going to do?" Leng Yeran frowned slightly, took a sip of tea, his heart was inexplicably worried, and said, "No matter what you want to do, you must touch that person's bottom line, otherwise you will lose more than you can afford." . "
"Rest assured, King Jinnan is my husband who was given to me by the Emperor. If he loses his face, he will naturally lose me. Even if I hope that the reputation of coldness and compassion will be wiped out, I will not take my face Article. "Leng Yetong smiled slightly, and there was a flash of yin in Feng Feng's eyes." I just want to know, if Leng Qingxin loses his face in front of his beloved one, what kind of picture will it be? Oh, it must be fun. "
"Well, I don't have this interest in the battle in the backyard, and I believe you know what it means. Let's talk about the business." Leng Yeran turned away from the topic, watching the expression on Leng Yetong and seeing her. Without refuting, he asked tentatively, "Tonger, what do you think of King Jinan?"
"The shocking talent, the pillar of the country." The eight words are enough to show that King Jinnan Baili Liumo's impression on Leng Yetong's heart is very good. Even Leng Yeran heard these eight words for a moment. This is her. The highest rating ever given.