Chapter 59: Good wind relies on strength to send me to Qingyun (3)

April Spring Night always reveals a lazy atmosphere, the fragrance of plants and trees, the endless warmth, the tranquility and serenity.
Nie Wushuang has restored her complexion after a period of conditioning. On this day, she cleansed and was served by Xia Lan for dinner. Some of the wounds on the body were healed, and some were covered with wound medicine. The medicine was not pungent, but exuded a precious aroma.
Xia Lan watched her face quietly aside, and these days Nie Wushuang looked as usual, and could not see anything special.
Nie Wushuang had a good appetite, ate two small bowls of rice, and drank a cup of black-bone chicken soup. While having a meal, the girl-in-law who was waiting at the door suddenly hurried in: "Mother-in-law, Lord Wang sent someone and said that if you ask the mother-in-law to change clothes and freshen up after meals, a distinguished guest arrives."
Nie Wushuang paused slightly, stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and frowned, "What kind of distinguished guest?"
"I don't know." This was the first time Xiao Fengqing summoned her that day. Xia Lan had a lingering fear: "My mother is unwell, can you ..."
Nie Wushuang groaned for a while: "Call the person who came to talk."
After a while, the preacher was called in, and Nie Wushuang winked. Xia Lan walked over and put silver in his hand and asked, "What kind of guest is there in the palace?"
Seeing no one else in the room, the man said, "It's a very distinguished guest."
Nie Wushuang's heart jumped, he couldn't help covering his heart. She waved the man back and sighed sighing for a long time: "It came so fast."
Xia Lan was puzzled, but dare not ask again. Nie Wushuang ordered Xia Lan to help dress her hair, halfway through it, she suddenly took off the complicated hair style on her head, and ordered her to loosen the horse stables, holding a white jade urn, slightly applying fat powder, wearing a light purple embroidery Violet dress, dark purple brocade gown, and jade-studded waistband with jade on the waist lifted upwards, becoming more slender and attractive.
The skirt had a high neckline and stood upside down, making her face more pointed and petite.
"Mother-in-law looks good no matter how she looks." Xia Lan praised her when she saw her dressed like this.
Nie Wushuang looked at himself in the bronze mirror and smiled coldly. She looked at the hour and helped Xia Lan slowly walk towards the largest "Langya Waterside Pavilion" in the palace.
She walked very slowly along the way, and Xia Lan didn't dare to urge her, only thinking she was afraid of Wang Ye. But looking at her as quiet as water, she didn't think so.
Nie Wushuang walked to the "Langya Waterside Pavilion." Under the moonlight, she finally saw the emperor surrounded by everyone.
He wore a black embroidered golden dragon brocade robe, a dark purple robe, and his nose and eyes were strong. Under the lamp in the hall, his expression was a little deeper, not as indifferent as that day.
He was in his early thirties, his eyebrows were picturesque, his face was clear, and if he suddenly splashed a pair of ink landscape in front of people's eyes, the aftertaste was endless. He does n’t have Xiao Fengqing ’s deep-seated features, nor does he have his fair complexion that is almost pale.
If there is only one word for his handsomeness, it is no more and no less.
He and Xiao Fengqing were talking, and suddenly seemed to feel something. Looking back, Nie Wushuang stood under the corridor light, Mei Mei looked at him quietly, and then he knelt down.
He squinted for a moment and looked at her for a while. Nie Wushuang bowed his head lower.
The dreadful glance on his body moved away slightly, and Nie Wushuang sighed unknowingly, and it turned out to be the power of the superior. With only one glance, there was such a pressing pressure.
"The emperor, don't get drunk today, but my brother-in-law has not drunk with the emperor for a long time." Xiao Fengqing's voice came, with a bit of laughter and laziness, without his usual mockery, it sounded like it was. Some kind.
Nie Wushuang was motionless on the ground, but the conversation between the two of them was heard.
"It's been a long time since I was drinking with my fifth brother. I'm afraid that my mother will blame my uncle for coming to you, and I will be chanted again tomorrow." His voice, somber and sweet, Nie Wushuang listened, his heart couldn't help banging Jump straight.
"Anyway, tomorrow's brother will definitely talk to his mother ..." Xiao Fengqing answered with a smile.
They drank and said, suddenly, he turned his head, facing her flickering gaze, and the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled: "You are ..."
Nie Wushuang quickly lowered his eyes and was about to answer, Xiao Fengqing had already said: "She, but the most beautiful song and dance girl in the royal palace. She is proficient in singing and dancing, and she is extremely good at painting, calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and painting. My courtier called her to give the emperor a dance.
Nie Wushuang was a stunner, and Xiao Fengshang was also a stunner.
Song and Dance Girl ... Nie Wushuang laughed coldly in his heart, and sure enough, his identity was just his thoughts. She can be the side concubine that everyone admires, or the insignificant and humble singer.
"Oh?" Xiao Fengzhen came back to him with a profound smile: "You stand up, what's your name?"
Nie Wushuang slowly got up, the lights on the porch reflected in the beautiful eyes, shining like a star: "I am afraid that the emperor will be displeased when he listens."
"Why?" Xiao Feng frowned and looked at her quietly.
"She is ..." Xiao Fengqing just wanted to speak. Xiao Fengxuan gave a soft stop: "I want to listen to her."
"The body is Nie Wushuang. The daughter of Nie Weicheng, the Stuart of Qi State, Nie Wushuang!" She said, word by word.
Xiao Fengqing's eyes narrowed suddenly. This was his expression of great dissatisfaction. Her unauthorized decision disrupted his plan.
Nie Wushuang didn't look at him. A pair of streamering beautiful eyes only looked at Xiao Fengdi in front of him.
Xiao Feng smiled suddenly: "It's you."